Almost there
I’ve been on the road since October 7. It is November 8 and I’m in Boston, staying downtown right on the edge of Chinatown. The 37-day tour, which took me through the mid-Atlantic and New England states is finally winding down and will conclude this Sunday (actually, Saturday for me because of the Microtonal Society concert at MIT). Tomorrow I give a clinic/performance at a downtown high school and then head over to JP for NZ’s triumphant reunion (and more than a little rehearsing, because, damn, we’ve got like a lot of music to put together). No matter. We’re professionals! And T just finished his doctorate at some school called Yale, so he’s ok.
I spent the past few days at home with my parents. It was nice. I got to sleep in my own bed and not in a hotel. I got to see my parents. I got to see my grandmother. I got to see my uncles and aunt and godmother. I went to a movie with my cousin. I drove my Dad’s car. I got to pet my cats. And my saxophone quartet played a concert at my alma mater yesterday.
It’s raining outside. Even though it’s late I’d like to walk around, take some photos, maybe ride the T. Maybe I will.
