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Sunday, March 20, 2005


Friday, March 11, 2005:
As we walked down to our master classes after breakfast and a short break, a very tired looking guy from our band was muttering to himself, and he happened to look up and say that ... and it was so true, it was funny.

We had to watch 2 concert bands, have lunch at this awesome Italian place, watch the Indiana Symphony, and then see 2 perscussion ensembles that day.

The bands were good, the ensembles were okay, the Boston Symphony is better, and if you're ever in Indianapolis, go to Bucca di Beppo's.

Their sign says they do anniversaries, birthdays, and bowling parties.

Bowling parties? Why put that on the sign?

But seriously, that day was the low of the trip. The chaperones conducted an open-bottle sniffing session before the percussion, so we knew that someone had gotten caught, as happens on these trips occasionally (The getting caught, sadly, not the possession), and so, by the end of the percussion, we'd all figured out who it was, and by the next day, there were more conspicuously missing people from band activities, and that meant a lot of angry and disappointed people and lectures. We weren't affected though, so it wasn't that big a deal for us.

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