Tour Day 5
Day five, early morning bus call. We headed to Minnesota, and during the drive we watched Fantasia 2000. It was absolutely delightful to experience this movie again, especially since the very first piece is the opening movement from Beethoven’s Fifth Symphony (bu bu bu buuuuuuuuummmmm). This selection also happens to be the final exam for Conducting I, a required course for all graduate students in choral conducting and one that many other student elect to take. As soon as the piece began, there were about 15 people who absolutely had to conduct it and talk through the rudiments practiced to excel in communicating the piece. It was joyous, a little foolish, and entirely unique to see so many talented conductors just going to town with Ludwig.
Our bus driver, Rich, has been driving groups from Westminster for a number of years, and he is so much fun. He teases us, we tease him, and he takes great care of us on the sometimes loooong rides. This year, some choir members (who shall remain nameless for their own protection) have been planning for this tour with Rich specifically in mind. So far, he has received two fake parking tickets, and once returned to the bus to find an inflatable dinosaur belted into the driver’s seat. Rich suspected me immediately when he saw the first fake parking ticket, and actually asked me for a handwriting sample! I obliged, and he concluded that I could not be responsible, even though he had thought for sure it was me. (hee hee hee) There are more gifts for Rich planned for the remainder of the tour – more stories to come.
We were greeted by a frigid 6 degrees when we got to our hotel, and spent some time warming up before enjoying our free evening in Minneapolis. The choir split up – some took the train to the Mall of America, the tenors had a sectional dinner, and some people went to see a movie. Others ordered Chinese food to their rooms and didn’t leave the building until the bus call the next day. It was the perfect time for a quiet evening of rest and motionlessness. When I returned to the hotel after a lovely dinner with family, I spent quality time with my wonderful roommates, trading stories and tasteless jokes.