Bonn demais!
Trip Start
Nov 08, 2005
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Trip End
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Bonn, Germany
Sunday, November 20, 2005
Bonn was nothing different than that... I would just travel to be with the PEOPLE again, to have those "unforgettable moments, inexplicable things, uncompereable people". As being the only one on holidays, I had to get out of my comfort zone a bit more than usual and get into a permanent "discovering the city" type of mode during the day and the nights I'd spend with Rajiv, Amit and Monika between dinners, walks, conversations, watching movies or playing scrabble.
Since I didn't have much to do anyway after Rajiv's b-day (and as to reinforce I was traveling on my "usual brazilian unplanned way of being"), I could find myself in different kinds of museums (Modern Art, German History, Beethoven House) and the majority of my time I'd spend just walking around - something I truly enjoy doing. My walks by the river were my favorite ones - I'd find so much peace in those... After comenting on one of my walks, Amit would point out: "Lele, your sense of direction is very good!" I remember not saying anything about it 'cause if we'd refer back to Rajiv on that, he'd fully disagree due to some stories he carries on his memory. So would I.
Bonn is a great city. Bonn demais! ("Bom demais" from portuguese, that means "just great!") I've never been to such a musical place ever before... While walking around, I'd easily find somebody playing the flute, an improvised band showing off the 9th Symphony of Beethoven and an opera singer just around the corner... My reaction has been always more than predictable: I'd keep starring at them, closing my eyes and feeling that power... the power of music! Music has the unique power of understanding ourselves...
My thing with music comes from my early years. My mom sings beautifully various brazilian songs and she used to sing for me when I was a baby. "...To educate her ears...", she'd respond everytime when asked why. Apart from that, my grandma and uncle are opera singers so from the bottom of the building where they used to live, while coming to one more of those yummy sunday afternoon lunchs, I'd be able to feel the power of their voices and how loud their sound machine could become. Not that I liked it. I used to not appreciate much and feel a little embarassed of my crazy italian family... As time went by and after my first time in New York (where I could attend Opera Concerts in the Metropolitan Opera House every night for fifteen days), Opera and Classical Music just became a strong part of who I am.
Recently when visiting the Beethoven House, all those memories came back to me - an encounter of the child Lele with the woman Lele. I cannot describe the feeling of being in the place where this great, best composer has been... Thanks, God!
