Saturday, October 11, 2008

Yazz Flute


Last night, we went to a cool jazz place in San Pedro called "Jazz Cafe." (not just a clever name.) It was interesting, we arrived around 845, and they said the set went on at 930, but in actuality it was 10. It was well worth the wait...a lot different from the "Green Mil" in CHI with Caitlin which consisted of a man improving on the trumpet. This band last night played funky jazz...similar to GAP Band, Earth Wind & Fire with a hint of Steely Dan. It was a most enjoyable evening.
Today was cool as well; met up with a friend for an "intercambio" close to the University of Costa Rica. It was nice to be near a college campus again to rekindle nostalgia of Mercyhurst. It was neat to see the universality of a college atmosphere...loud tunes, buku bookbags and beer. After that campus visit, I went to a bookstore and almost bought a book by Paulo Coehlo in spanish, but I resisted the urge to spend money; which is a difficult task for me. I read his book , "The Alchemist" about a month ago, and I loved it. Mike Sweeney gave it to me before I left, so I will leave you with a quote from it before I leave this blog entry.

"It was my fear of failure that first kept me from attempting the master work. Now, I'm beginning what I could have started ten years ago. But I'm happy at least that I didn't wait twenty years."
Paulo Coehlo (The Alchemist)

3 comments:

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Aart

mama said...

Paulo Coehlo said it best. If you never start, you will never finish. I guess I should start some things I have put off. Ted, I need you to keep me on track.
Love,
Mama

Lil Sis said...

You look fit, Ted. I'll have to look into the Alchemist. I have been on Skype for 24 hours looking for you after we lost connection, but no sign of mi hermano! I like that Arrupe quote below, too.

Sounds like CR suits you well. I'm glad you heard some good jazz beyond a man farting in a trumpet.

Bye con Dios,
Cait