Another out in public afternoon
This afternoon, I completed my very first streaming video broadcast. Used Periscope, and although my bandwidth was quite ordinary, there were a few people tuned in. Even cooler, I was able to watch the content, later; what I missed in real time, etc.
You see, this was another “out in public, at a concert” afternoon. More trad music, in a small restaurant with a decent table right beside the musicians. Close enough to talk with them and ask inane questions: “Are your two guitars tuned differently?” (They were, and now I have to go and find out what exactly Drop D means). Some good food, conversation between musical numbers, a renewed wondering if I need a set of small pipes… at least I was out of the house.
We had a few flurries, but that was only a detail. This feels like spring, and I didn’t wear layered clothing while outside. Going to have to prepare myself for the shock of going to a beach as a resident rather than as a tourist, soon. Maybe teach the dog to swim. So many possibilities.
More on that concert thing. We met a pair of language monitors, which brought back a whole set of memories of bygone career aspirations. I mean, not the low pay and live far from home aspect, although I did that at the appropriate moment. No, this was more the “living in a country that could be bilingual” part, which a past government tried to erase. But, we’ve got the son of the father, and the country is getting back into its groove.
