After the last day of Festival 500, some friends and I decided we to see the sun rise the next day.
We met and rounded up people who were interested at 4:30 am and took cabs to Signal Hill. The entire hill was covered in fog. Frankly, I have never seen fog that thick in my entire life. We couldn't even see the ocean. We waited there, hoping the fog will clear up and catch a glimpse of the sun rise, until it was obvious that the sun had risen completely without any of us witnessing it. I guess the sun always comes out whether you see it or not.
nano nano
Thursday, July 21, 2005
Tuesday, July 12, 2005
Festival 500
After spending 12 days in St John's Newfoundland attending Festival 500, I have finally arrived at my friend's place in North York, Ontario, where I have time and access to internet.
The last 12 days was the greatest time I ever had in my life. We get to meet many different choirs from all over the world and share performances with some of them. We stayed in the residence of the local college. Everywhere we go, we see people from the festival. It feels like the whole town are all there for one purpose, music.
The name tags that were given to us also serve as a free bus pass in the city, although we chose to walk most of the time. Close to the down town area stands many old church buildings. The houses near down town all look like they have a story to tell.
I really wish I can go back there some day.
It was extremely hard yesterday when I was leaving. Many groups have left the night before and the cafeteria that has been packed during breakfast in the last 12 days became a huge empty room. All of a sudden, I am by myself again, but not part of the greater, magical, music ensemble that shares and inspires anymore. I wish the festival goes on forever. I can't wait for choir to start again.
nano nano
The last 12 days was the greatest time I ever had in my life. We get to meet many different choirs from all over the world and share performances with some of them. We stayed in the residence of the local college. Everywhere we go, we see people from the festival. It feels like the whole town are all there for one purpose, music.
The name tags that were given to us also serve as a free bus pass in the city, although we chose to walk most of the time. Close to the down town area stands many old church buildings. The houses near down town all look like they have a story to tell.
I really wish I can go back there some day.
It was extremely hard yesterday when I was leaving. Many groups have left the night before and the cafeteria that has been packed during breakfast in the last 12 days became a huge empty room. All of a sudden, I am by myself again, but not part of the greater, magical, music ensemble that shares and inspires anymore. I wish the festival goes on forever. I can't wait for choir to start again.
nano nano
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