The heat of last Saturday was ideal for ice cream and boat travel. So Marcin, Hideo and I went up river in search of taiko. The sound of the drums echoing off the canyon walls was magic, punctuated by the beauty of the flute that cut though the roar, unmiked.
Marcin's write-up of this event in 2006 can be found in the second half of this post. Scroll down until you see boats.
On the turntable: Quantic, "Apricot Morning"
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