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This morning we had breakfast at the school, and then went around giving gifts and saying goodbye to the people that had helped arrange our stay and concert in Györ. We're not actually leaving until tomorrow, but their schedule goes back to normal today. Mid-morning we headed to Pannonhalma monastery, the location of our evening concert. There is a boys school on the mounatain, a school for ages 12-18 which is really hard to get into. We got a tour of the monastery from two of the 12th grade students; the library was particularly impressive. This place is like a combination of Montserrat, St. Florian, and Mont St. Michel.
Lunch was a memorable experience. Most of us took the special pasta dish, which at first seemed like a great opportunity to broaden one's horizons and try something new. The pasta was topped with poppy seeds and sugar. They're common ingredients that we eat all the time in America, but who knew when you put them all together that it would be such a painful experience. The adults ate theirs out of politeness, but we all worked out ways to lessen the impact. Drink water at the same time. Have some more soup, which was good soup. It's difficult to describe what made it so hard to eat, but it's easy to recreate the experience with a cup of poppy seeds, a cup of confectioners sugar, and some pasta underneath. The locals didn't seem to have a problem with it. It was definitely an educational experience. Now I know not the put those ingredients together. Anyway, the rest of the food all day was great, and kindly provided by our new friends at the school
After dinner we had some play time in the school's play yard. If you're not careful, the ball could go right down the hill. Our concert was at 8pm, and the boys sang very well, and looked great also. We're learned we have 75 minutes of music (one never knows exactly until you run through it), and we also now know what Gershwin's Clap Your Hands sonds like on electric organ. We got lots of compliments on our Hungarian pronunciation, as well as our Czech. The Ceremony of Carols bits and the Stabat Mater bits were particularly good. Tomorrow we're off to Keckemet, hometown of Zoltan Kodaly.
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Our concert venue this evening, viewed from a distance |
Not a bad place for a boys school
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more shots in the hallway |
the courtyard
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The sanctuary in the monastery, the location for the concert |
In the library |
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The view from the mountain
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Our room for academics, on the top floor of the monasterys
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The view from the academics room
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In the library |
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Play time before the concert |
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