2.17.2011

Prelims

Our preliminary performance for the judges was Tuesday night. I think it went pretty well, but as the drillmaster put it, we're not going to be able to get away with that at Semifinals. We've been struggling to recruit the players for the band, but I think we had the minimum. Since we were the first band to play that day we were at the yard early to get our jersey's and rehearse. We were suppose to start at 7, so naturally the judge came at 8. There was a big crowd of families, tourists, and supporters of the band. It was a lot of fun. After we played we rehearsed some more and worked on the judges comments. We made some solid changes I feel. After wards the band fed us all dinner and my friends and I caught some of the other groups at 11 and midnight. They were good, but didn't impress me all that much.

Here are all the foreigners that have come down to play with Starlift.



Here is team America.



And here is everyone from the NIU steel band with our professor (Starlift's arranger) Liam Teague. We all played together from 2005-2008.

Maxi Taxi

This is a maxi taxi.



It's pretty much the most dangerous vehicle on the planet. I ride it everyday. Notice the sign - 65 KM. I know it looks like he's parked, but I can promise he is flying down that road.

That being said the public transportation here really is pretty amazing. They have it figured out - unlike America. I take it all the way to the capital city (30 minute ride)for 4 dollars. That's about 65 cents USD. Yes you read that correctly. You can ride for a very long time for very very cheap. The maxis don't run on any schedule. They are just always there. You can take it pretty much anywhere on the island.

I have also noticed that drivers here communicate to a very high level with their horn. And not just to let you know that you're a bad driver either. They honk to see if you want to be picked up - like a question. They honk to say, "go ahead, you can back out you're clear." They give two honks to say thanks or to say hi. They even honk when going around sharp corners to see if anyone is coming the other way... kinda like a "Marco Polo" sort of thing. And of course there is the proverbial just lay on the horn honk. It's to let the other guy know he's an idiot. That happens too. It's always an adventure.