Weekend with Family

Friday nite I was supposed to go to a friend's farewell party cuz she's leaving for Ottawa, and drop by at Emmanuel's potluck later. But, my folks tell me the nite before that Friday was the mid-autumn festival and I should be home for dinner. Being Chinese, I should know, but I didn't, and the festival didn't mean much to me. Anyway, stayed home for dinner, then went to the farewell party... spent most of the nite scrapbooking... thanks to Jen!

Saturday, I entertained the idea of joining a small posse of Emmanuel for hiking, but once again family won over. We had dim sum together and did a little hiking of our own (well, trail-walking to be exact). The climax would be the evening though, cuz we (minus the sister) would spend the nite downtown, which was ultra-rare. You would never find my 'rents downtown at nite, unless of course it was for a Classical concert.

Actually I treated my family to this concert. Thanks to the TSO's special promotion for people 15-29, tickets can be had for $12 each! This was my first time hearing the TSO live, and little surprise, it's on a whole other level from the MSO (Mississauga) which we were accustomed to. The concert kicked off with an adagietto from one of Mahler's symphonies, at the end of which I wasn't sure I could stay awake for the rest. But then came the Beethoven: piano concerto no. 3 was delightful; symphony no. 7 was powerful - invigorating and full of rhythmic energy. It was a good choice after all. And trust me, it is different being there in person.

There was a guy in his late 20's sitting in front of me. He dressed like a Quaker or something, with a mustache, thick beard, brown pants and a brown vest over a white shirt. Whenever the audience applauded, he would stand up, throw his hands in the air and yell "hooray! hooray!" I couldn't help but laugh!!

People may look at me weird after what I'm going to write next, but oh well, it was a part of me. Through my later high school years, I went through a period of Classical fervor. I shunned popular music and borrowed piles of Classical CDs from the library. I would maybe listen to popular music in the car, but at home it was all Classical. Then - came university, after which I became "normal" again, if you can put it that way.

Oh, and looks like squeegee kids just got lazier. They still walk up to your car asking for money, except they said screw it to the water bucket & squeegee. This is actually a good thing... I think people would rather not have them scratch up their windshields.