Friday, July 31, 2015

LONDON

As you may or may not know, just got back from a two week trip......to EUROPE! It was definitely the most wonderful, life-changing, amazing thing that I've ever done and will probably ever do. And it is all thanks to my fabulous parents that I was able to go. I don't think there can ever be enough thanks in the world to tell them how grateful to them I am. 

I obviously can't write about the whole trip in one post because it would be ridiculously long and boring and no one would ever want to read that, so I shall do it in countries. Ish. Lichtenstein will be in with Austria because that country is so itty bitty.

The plane ride to Minneapolis and then to London were sooo much fun! Just kidding, I slept the whole time. But I did get to sit by the same two fabulous people on both flights. When we arrived at the airport in London I was so so so grateful that it was an English speaking country, because I already had no idea what to do and would be dead if I couldn't understand them. But I almost died anyway because, of their amazing (I'm going to be using a lot of amazing and fabulous and fantastic in these posts so you better get used to it now) accents! 

Wicked. Oh my was that ever amazing!! Their acting was beyond amazing and I loved the story! I will never think about The Wizard of Oz in the same way again. I got the chills so many times! I wish I could have recorded it so I could watch it again!

Our performance in the Embankment gardens was, well it sucked, but it was fun! I loved watching the audience when we were performing! There was the one old guy who goes to every Ambassadors of Music performance but only ever wears boxer shorts things who was sitting in the front row. And then there was the guy who had the American flag and the British flag and would wave them all the time. It was pretty windy that day so keeping our music on our stands was a struggle, as was the super small stage.

The London Eye a.k.a. the greatest view ever! It was slightly terrifying but totally worth it! 
you'll notice it pop up often
That awkward spot on the left side is on the lens


I didn't notice it until I got home, so it's on most the pictures



Who knew that an art museum could be so fun! Megan, Bena, and I had the time of our lives. At first it was boring, and mega hot, but then we found the kids section of art. Talk about adorable! Then we decided to bench hop from room to room, because we had been on our feet all day for several days and we had to take the opportunity to sit when we could because there weren't many. And then the real fun began, we found a room with a big cushioned bench, with a big air conditioning vent underneath. So we sat there for  a long time making up stories for each of the paintings. It was hilarious, especially since none of them came close to the actual meaning. 

On our last day in London Megan and I made a quick late night (we made it back in time for curfew, don't worry) snack run to a little store just around the corner from our hotel. When we walked in there was this older British gentleman who asked us where we were from and got super excited when we said Utah. He introduced us to his granddaughter and then got excited when we told him how old we were. We could hear him talking to her after that and he kept telling her in a really happy voice that we were Americans. It totally made my night!

Oh man, did I have the best roommates! Megan and Bena are so much fun to be around! We all got along super well and all have stomach issues! I was super surprised on how quickly we clicked. We had some crazy awesome times in that hotel. ;)

Not to brag or anything, but our bus (excuse me, coach) was definitely the best! They let us sleep, and the chaperones would tell us when to wake up so we didn't miss anything awesome, which was nice because some of the other buses tried to keep their kids awake the whole time. We also had dance parties (but only in the front because the back slept). During one of those one of the chaperones decided that he was going to crowd surf down the isle between the seats. He only made it half way though, because like I said, everyone in the back was sleeping. ;) We played iPod idol, which was hilarious to watch but thankfully didn't have to actually participate in. We played a game where the two sides of the coach raced a neck pillow down to see who could get there the fastest. And every morning they played a song called Good Morning Beautiful. It's now one of my favorite songs! (It's by Steve Holy if you wanted to go listen to it)

One of my favorite things about London, actually about Europe in general, is their buildings. I love how old they are and how they are designed! They are just so beautiful! I wish we had buildings like that in America! And then there was our guide around the city. She had the best Scottish accent and when she would say "ble" we had to say "uuu" (it's like a cross between ooooo and eh) and I have no idea how to spell that but it basically became our coach cheer thing. I miss this wonderful, beautiful city so much! I love how the people don't really use the walk signs, they just walk across when cars aren't really coming. I love their accent. I love the moments I had there with the wonderful people I was able to meet. I loved every moment of it and wouldn't change it for the world!

Sunday, July 5, 2015

Music People Are My Favorite People

Life has been a whirlwind of crazy lately. And as it turns out, people can be really nice and just lovely. So, it's story time. 

*Warning: This contains musical lingo and I will not be explaining it because I have done too much of that lately, so just google anything you don't understand.

A week and a half ago, as I was practicing for my Europe trip, I noticed a leak in my piccolo. So, after my freakishly long (it was almost 6 hours) orientation for SLCC I took it over to Summerhays. I basically told the guy I had to have it fixed to day because of my trip, and he did it. It was wonderful to have it working properly again. Fast forward to Friday, the third and final day of our practices, also the day of our Bon Voyage concert. 

All practice Friday I could tell something was wrong with my picc. Every few lines or so a note would come out wrong because one of my keys was sticking. And me being me, slightly freaked out Friday. Why? Because Summerhays was closed the next day because it was independence day and the day after that was Sunday and then I left the day after that. Saturday my dad would not let it go, thank goodness, and ended up putting it up on this 24/7 yard sale thing on Facebook to see if anyone had a piccolo we could buy from them. Who would have guessed that someone on that page knew the manager, THE FREAKING MANAGER, of the Summerhays we go to! So they gave my dad his phone number and he called him.

This manager deserves a freaking award or something because he had us go in, on a Sunday which they are closed on, of a holiday weekend so that he could look at my picc. He wasn't able to fix it right then so he gave us a loaner piccolo. And now I'm sitting here taking a break from my practice of getting used to this piccolo to type this. They are going to fix my picc while I'm in Europe and then when I get back we'll basically swap. And he gave us his number and told us to call him if there is anything wrong with this picc and he would make sure that they were able to have a new one or have my old one fixed before tomorrow morning when I go to the airport. I LOVE SUMMERHAYS! 

So, if you are ever renting or buying an instrument-GO TO SUMMERHAYS! 

For some reason, I tend to have instruments break on me just a few days before my performances. Oh, well! They make funny stories later! And you get to find out just how great people can be.