I have one question for those of you who live below the freeze line and go through summer with humid heat.
How do you do it?
Sweet mercy mother, it was hot in Miami. Hawaii was warm but nothing like Miami. If I had to do the tropics again, I'll do Hawaii. But I survived the heat and the sun without getting burned or heatstroke. Thank goodness for Mr Carrier and the air conditioner. Otherwise you'd find me passed out under a palm tree from too many mojitos.
I'm glad I went though. The music was fabulous and the atmosphere of the GALA festival was so welcoming. Someone described it as a big family reunion, and in many ways it is (without having to bring cole slaw). This time though many of the women didn't come. I don't know if it was due to the cost or lack of interest, but there were far fewer women's choruses there than usual. So many of my conversation partners were men: singers, spouses of singers, support, and directors.
I have a ton of pics left to sort through but I wanted to at least share some that to me speak of the experience. So enjoy!
The young and the young at heart all making music together.
Of course there was audience participation.
The directors got a workout.
But the rewards were incredible.
And a lot of cameraderie.
For love and peace.
And warm feet.