My old house at 414 S. Ballantine, Bloomington, Indiana. I lived in the coed dorm Read-Clark, my first year. Then I lived in this house for two and a half years. The first year was with Sonoko Matsuya and Iseut, a French cellist. Other French girls lived there during the summer before school started. It was the French House. The next year, Iseut moved to Amsterdam to live with her boyfriend and Ole Akahoshi moved in. He was Japanese but raised in Berlin. His parents played in the Berlin Philharmonic. He had a special relationship with Madame Fournier, Pierre Fournier's widow, and he played on Mr. Fournier's cello. He teaches at Yale now. That second summer, we had all kinds of subletters. Tibor, a Hungarian violist, a brother and sister from Barcelona, a husband and wife from Madrid whom I later visited. It's all a blur. That year, Gema arrived at Christmastime, right when Victor left. She was a live in nanny for a horribly unhappy couple of opera majors. When that gig was over, she moved in at 414 S. Ballantine and we had so much fun. I can't even tell you. And she knew all of the students from the English language learning program, so we had people from everywhere at our parties. No matter what corner of the globe people are from, everyone appreciates a big bucket of sangria. Tons of good memories at that house.

Anyway, we stopped in Kansas City. Here is where the Kansas City Ballet performs.

Freestone saying goodbye to Jackson and shoot I can't remember her name. He had such good friends at the dorms!

Love these guys

Another house in Bloomington, 329 N. Clark

And the pizza place in Bloomington that was right by my house.

Music school

Recital Hall. There were recitals every 90 minutes here, practically around the clock.

Our hotel, which was free with points, was amazing. I wish we had more time to rest!

Topeka, and the Brown vs Board of Education historic site.

And we made it to Denver! This is Bradley, my first college roommate's son. Remember Gwyn? I saw her a couole of times over the summer. She and Bryan live in indiapolis and I love them! Bradley is wonderful. He took us to the donut store where he worked and we hung out with him and his friends for a bit before hitting the road for our last leg.

I love these guys!

We were too close to home to stop, so we pressed on, dodging thunderstorms and getting home at 2 am. What a journey! Glad to be home.