Anything...Really

As you may or may not know, I went to duluth for a choir camp. It was more fun than i had imagined it could be. I made many friends, and had a wonderful time. Its amazing how much is accomplished when you have a choir that likes to sing (and practices 5 hours a day). Anyway, our choir consisted of about 16 people. Thats pretty small, but it was a good group. I had an intersting expierence as the lowest voice in the choir. The singing was fun, but the essence of the camp was the people. We started making friends the first night, and by wendsday the choir was one group that sang, ate, and walked together. Jon and Missi were both in the choir, but some of our new friends are: Willy, Jaimie, Laura, Camilia, and Mike. Mike is actually in college, but he likes to sing. It was a close group, and left me wondering a little bit where the line between famiarity and flirting lies.
Anyway, it was a choir, so a few details might be ok. We learned and preformed 7 songs in 6 languages as a choir in 6 days. On top of that, the men and women each had a song, and everyone was a part of a small group. My small group sang Boatmen's stop, a song about, trickly enough, boatmen. "O, the boatmen dance, the boatmen sing, the boatmen up to anything, and when the boatmen go ashore they spend their cash and work for more" That's the second solo, sung by yours truely. The women had a nice song, but the best small group was the trio of Willy, Jaimie, and Laura. They sang "Movin' On" and did an amazing job. It was almost unfairly good.

There are too many memories to ever dream of typing the whole thing, but hopefully this gives you an idea.