At the beginning of October we had the good fortune of receiving some tickets to the International Jazz festival in Korea. We thought it would be closer than it was, and the train took about 3 hours to get there. We missed the first show, saw the last song of the 2nd band, and Mark's comment about the 3rd group was that if I ever wanted to torture him, put him in a room with this music. She was great, obviously very popular, and sang in about 4 different languages. It was really very impressive. But the main reason we went was to see Aisha's friend's uncle, John Schofield. He was the main ticket. We heard 1 song and had to get back to the train. It was disappointing, as you can imagine, but we did get some good photos of the scene.
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