Category: 2017 Argentina-Uruguay Tour Blog

On our final day of traveling and ultimately coming home, the magnitude of all we had done and accomplished hit us. (Also, extreme fatigue and a little culture shock were hitting us as well). By the end of this amazing trip as a group we were unfazed by bathroom doors that don’t close all the

Day 10 I suppose not much has changed airline-wise between today and last Sunday — international flights are still impossible to sleep on, customs are still a beast to get through, and travelers just want to get home. However, there were many key differences in the travelers of our group. Many of us had just

Let me write you, the reader, something memorable. Let me tell you about the times when my life had changed drastically. Let me preach to you the highlights of the MYSO 2017 tour. Physically getting to Argentina was a jungle full of layovers and delays, but we got there in one piece and then went

Today was a day of countless lasts; last breakfast together, last step in Uruguay, last fiasco on the swaying ferry, last lunch together, last breath of Argentinian air, but all of these lasts will be cherished forever. The morning was filled with last minute packing for those that partied a little bit too hard the

Waking up was hard this morning, after a great but long night of heartfelt speeches, hilarious songs, European standing ovations, and most of all, dancing. Waking up was even harder because today was the day that we headed home. Our time together as an orchestra was coming to a close. We boarded the ferry (more

Day 8 This day didn’t start off very emotional for many of us, but it most certainly ended that way. We kicked off the day bright and early with a dress rehearsal in the Teatro Solis. Considering we were down a couple members and extremely low on both sleep and morale, it went pretty well.

I am aware that the title is French and it ruins my pattern, but truly is the perfect title for an unusual post. There are specific moments that I can pinpoint and say that’s why I am a musician. One of these, was back in about the 5th grade for me. I went through a

Day 7 Our first morning expedition was a brisk walk to the Recoleta Cemetery. Since the United group hadn’t experienced this plot of Argentina’s history, all of us walked a couple blocks to the entrance before the American Airlines group split off. The bus took us to the Evita Museum, which is located in a

If you’re anything like me, (uninformed of the nuances of South American history), you don’t know who Evita was. Throughout the whole trip, I’ve heard her name mentioned and alluded to. However, today, in a day full of Argentina and culture, I was finally enlightened. Evita Perón was the First Lady of one of the