Feel the Irish Music

I got back yesterday from Irish Arts Week. It was such a great time.  I'm so glad I went.  I never realized how many people were on the Irish music scene.  My fingers are recovering, but I have a badass set of calluses on my left hand now for my mandolin. 
 
Friday, July 9. 
I have an interview that afternoon with the Assembly Dems.  They have a few research jobs open, and I'd love to work there.  After my interview, Scott and I take off for Binghamton in our respective cars to move all the stuff he has in Princeton up to his new apartment. 
 
Saturday, July 10.
Spent the day shopping and looking for furniture.  The big furniture places in Binghamton are Olum's and Raymour and Flanigan's.  Scott found a dining room table he liked, which we wrote down in the wishlist.  We walked around the south side a little bit, and I found a nice coffee shop where I asked the owners all about the town and the Binghamton scene.  I'll have to go back there.  They spent probably 45 min. talking to me and I didn't even bring any money to buy a cup of tea.
 
Sunday, July 11.
The drive up to East Durham is uneventful.  We check into our room at the Wheldon House and the nonstop music begins.  We start off at the Shamrock House for an impromptu session.  Scott starts off the week well by reminding me of the Chiff and Fipple "I'll be seeing you" sign from the Prisonor.  A mother notices, runs up to her daughter, points out that Scott's making funny hand gestures, and that he must be one of those "Internet People."  Scott also got green ink all over his hands.  We take off to drive to find out where the Durham Ambulence Hall was and to check out the Ireland store. 
 
We hit Erin's Melody that night for another impromptu session and walk to Darby's for a drink, which becomes a nightly ritual.  I always have a glass of cider and Scott gets one of the many good beers on tap. 
 
By this time, we've noticed several people that seem to be our age (twenties/early thirties).  Two of them are female fiddle players.  I decide that they're probably one of my classes, and I should meet them tomorrow.