Today was a great day. I spent great time with friends through rehearsals, bus rides, and getting food at Mostaza (my beloved) but the most rewarding part of it all was our second performance for the San Juan Canta. Our performance yesterday was one of the most meaningful experiences I've ever been a part of, so to follow up something which felt so special made me genuinely nervous. I think I ended up putting a bit too much pressure on myself, and my playing (in my opinion) suffered somewhat because of it, but I still feel great about the performance, and my friends in the choir sang just as amazingly as the night before. Even if I don’t feel as confident in myself as I would’ve liked, I learn a lot about myself from performances where I feel that way, and it helps me to understand how to shape my mindset for future performances. I am so unbelievably proud of this choir, the musicianship that has been shown in these two performances helps me remember the reason why I chose to commit my life to this craft.
Today we arrived back in the United States after a long almost two weeks of being out of the country. The flight today has allowed me to do a good amount of reflecting on the tour. I won’t lie and say that these past weeks haven’t been without issues but they have brought some of my most incredible memories. Adjusting to a new culture and trying to get around a city that speaks a different language than me was a tough barrier to get through for the first few days. I was incredibly blessed to have a group of people who allowed me to learn alongside them (with David’s help translating) was an experience I will never forget. Instead of writing a post talking about how grateful I am for everybody on this trip, I’d like to write about my favorite memories (in order of how I remember them) 1. Getting to Argentina completely exhausted and pushing through to walk through the streets and be blown away by the architecture of the buildings for the first time (this will be a common them...
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