The Fredösphere

Someone at Choralnet is collecting stories about choirs on tour.  Ah, the joys.  Here are some things she has learned so far:

When your bus breaks down, it will either happen after midnight, or in the middle of nowhere, or both.

Four years of undergraduate choir touring, and that never happened to me.  I see now I was lucky.

Bus drivers are either brilliant/heroic/resourceful or sleazy/creepy/crooks. There is no in-between.

Again, I was lucky.

Some choir members can rise to an occasion and save the day. Some choir members cause said "occasions," usually because of  mental instability (ranging from nymphomania to shoplifting) that you could have predicted ahead of time but didn't think you could legally do anything about. And if someone is going to get lost or separated from the group, it will nearly always be the person you could have guessed would get lost or separated.

Here I was very unlucky.  I don't remember a single nympho on any tour I ever went on.  Although I was always either lost or too busy shoplifting, so who can say for sure?

Sometimes animals walk into churches during concerts. They are never dangerous and always funny.

Those weren't animals.  Those were Lutherans.