Let´s see, what else? Yesterday I went to the beach for a little while. It was actually a pretty good trip. Liberia is only about 45 km inland from the Pacific Ocean and buses run all the time to and from beaches and towns along the coast. I went Saturday and asked the lady at the bus terminal when they leave and she said every hour. So, Sunday morning I got up and arrived at 9:45 to catch the 10:00 bus. However, that bus didn´t come until 12:30. Apparently the woman failed to tell me, or more likely I failed to understand, that the schedule doesn´t apply for Sundays. Anyway, I made to the beach and back without incident which was what I was going for. The water was warm and there were a few clouds so it didn´t get too hot, which was great.
Friday night I went to a cool café around here to cover a small concert there. I was a little disappointed because it didn´t start for an hour or so after it was supposed to so I was just sitting there doing nothing. The first performer was this scrubby young guy from Philadelphia and I have no idea how he ended up singing in Liberia. He was OK but then this girl got up and sang and she was really good. I think she´s the owner of the café and she had a great voice.
Finally, the featured musician was a guy named Max Goldemberg. Apparently he is famous around the province as a folk singer and although the setting was small, he put on a good show. It was cool because it was jut him up there with his guitar. He sings traditional serenades and was wooing everyone in the audience. I was talking with another guy and he said Goldemberg´s style is reminiscent of the old days when men would stand outside the window and sing to their fair ladies. The guy told me these situations would end up two ways: one, the father would approve of the singer and the guy gets the girl or two, father hates the singer and the guy gets shot at with a gun. ¡Hay, que romantico!
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