**Managed to collect some photos, because Miami is just too beautiful to be depicted in words alone. The blurry ones are from my phone, and the amazing ones are from a friend who is an amazing photographer.
-Ideal practice rooms...clean, spacious, soundproof, and with large windows displaying sunny skies and palm trees.
-Studying for finals on the beach, digging my toes into the sand and hearing the crash of waves on the shore, while a man nearby flies a kite.
-Catching up with a special old friend...stand partner from seventh grade, carpool buddy for a good 3 years, high school classmate, and fellow Bostonian/music-lover.
-Sitting last stand in a really good orchestra, riding the wave of everyone's momentum and carrying the sound from behind. Also, playing in a really well-designed concert hall.
-Practicing Stravinsky, having just come from the beach with sand still clinging to my legs, and the smell of sea in my hair.
Oh, and also I've been meaning to brag about this for a while--my first complete New York Times crossword, no thesaurus or outside help. :) Finally!
