Playing in the Mountains

We went out to the mountains between Baranquilla and Cartagena this weekend, El Morro, to celebrate Julian’s birthday. He has an amazing house on a mountain that overlooks the ocean. We went with about 15 musicians and his family, set up a PA system and went back and forth between playing live music and dancing all night. One of his friends must have liked cooking because every two hours he would serve another course of food, all the way until 6 am. It was too dark to get video of anything, and I was having too much fun to stop and document, but I did get a few audio recordings of our jams. My weapon of choice- the maraca.

We woke up the next day and explored the mountain, tried to walk down to the beach but stopped to play in the rain when it started coming down hard. The rain didn’t stop for a few hours so we decided to spend one more night on the mountain. We played jinga and laughed at things that weren’t funny all night. The next morning we walked to a main road and caught a bus back into town.

Today is Thanksgiving, and while I’m a little sad I can’t eat with my family, lay around and watch football, and then go drink whiskey on Shane’s porch, I’m thankful for the opportunity I have to be here.

PEACE! -Mic