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Oct. 11th, 2002 11:55 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
nibotAfter Dinner, Jamie and I ran out to the Dylan concert. We live up on Warring, so the Greek Theater is just a hop, skip, and a jump away, just on the other side of the I-House, Stadium, and Bowles. On the way we came across some kind of happening at Haas which we discovered to be a private party thrown by the Latin American Business Association, with the music, food, drink, and general exuberance characteristic to parties thrown by those from latin cultures. We snuck in amongst the Peruvians and Brazilians and danced a bit, wondering what it was all about, before sneeking out again to go see Bob.
Climbing up behind the Greek Theater, we found a nice spot in the Eucalyptus trees with a view of the stage lighting if not the stage itself, surrounded by other unofficial concertgoers. It was quite a nice spot for listening to the concert, close enough to hear it well yet far enough that we could converse comfortably.
Climbing up behind the Greek Theater, we found a nice spot in the Eucalyptus trees with a view of the stage lighting if not the stage itself, surrounded by other unofficial concertgoers. It was quite a nice spot for listening to the concert, close enough to hear it well yet far enough that we could converse comfortably.
