The next day, we reach our venue early in the morning to unpack our instruments to find our instruments are not there as planned. So ensues drama number 1. Marie arrives at the venue and explains that our instruments are not there as the festival organisers need to pay tax for the instruments before the authorities will release it. Joyce, Sophian and I stay back till 4pm to wait for our instruments and unpack them. The rest head back to the hotel to get ready for some promotional thing they're supposed to do at night at the market square.
At night we go to the market square to show our support for Julia, Aisha, Feri and Seow who are doing some promotional thingy to create awareness for our concert the next day. After that, we head to a Korean/Japanese restaurant for dinner. Because of our double bass friend, I have to go into the restaurant to recce and see if there is a space big enough for our dear friend. I also speak to this Asian guy behind the sushi counter and ask if the restaurant served any kind of tofu (just for you Clayton) so i mentioned agedashi tofu, coz that's the only kind of tofu i know served in a Japanese restaurant. He thinks I'm Japanese, and rattles something off in the language. I tell him I don't understand and he says...ah...Korean? And then rattles something off in Korean. I tell him I don't understand and yet he says, ah...Chinese? And then he says something in Mandarin. Finally! So I animatedly respond...and then...i find out he doesn't really understand...(-_-') Well anyways, the gist of this whole paragraph is to say that, yeah, we got to eat in the restaurant, Clayton got his tofu and everything was fine and dandy.
Here's some photos of our venue. Its actually a Jewish synagogue. Bombed during the world war and is still in the process of restoration. Cool beans huh?
There's a cafe just outside the synagogue, with loads of old furniture and portraits....wedding portraits, family portraits, self-portraits...spooky...
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