Today's another travel day, express bus to Birmingham.
Memphis was...dangerous. A city with incredible wealth and incredible poverty. And for a city built on the civil rights movement, the class disparity between races is jarring. Everything beautiful in Memphis seemed populated only by whites. Honestly, I found it depressing. But the audiences were great and the southern hospitality is definitely not what I'm used to.
Now on to the bus. I love travel days that don't involve flying. It's not that I have an issue with flying, it's just that bus travel days are so easy. No security lines, no luggage weighing, no issues with getting your instrument in the overhead. Plus there's something fun about long bus trips. It reminds me of high school band trips.
And I can't wait to get to Birmingham. I'm serious. No, I'm not. There's apparently nothing around the hotel and theatre...I'll keep you updated.
In other news, in 15 years I'm going to write a book: Everything I Know About the Violin, I Learned from Les Mis.
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