Today was my last day off before I leave for Figaro in California. I met with my good friend Todd, and we spent quality time in the museum of contemporary art, where they were doing an exhibit on the connection between popular music and visual art. It was very interesting - I had never thought of the connection there before, but of course some really fantastic and interesting art has been done for record albums, and rock was the nexus for that in the West. Very cool and interesting, and a great way to spend my day off.
When I returned to my friend Allison's apartment (where I was staying in Chicago) however, things were not as great. Allison had had a bad fall in a soccer game that day, and was now treating an unexplained allergic reaction. She tried antihistamines on the recommendation of her insurance hotline, but at around 10pm it was apparent that it wasn't helping. By the time her roommate and I got Allison to the hospital, she was inflating like a red Verucha Salt, and starting to have trouble breathing.
The hospital was great, and they took perfect care of my friend. Her roommate and I stayed up with her until she was released (around 3am). By then it was too late for me to really sleep - my flight left at 6:30am, so I had to be at the airport at 5 - so I had a little nap and headed off to the airport. Good thing we weren't rehearsing on the first day!
