Summary ( a lenghty one, but still a summary)

These past couple of days have been a roller coaster of emotion. Let me guide you through my adventure. Wednesday morning 3 am i wake up and go to Whataburger with some friends before the jazz trip to Savanna Georgia. At 4 am we get on the bus and head on out of town. We arrive in Savanna around 3 and things were going fairly well. We had a clinic with some pretty awesome jazz players such as my dad Wyclef Gordon. He's so raw at trombone. Yes i got his autograph and i stood next to him in the bath room!!! Sweetness i say! But, continuing on, Thursday comes around and we have a concert by a river and we played very well. It was super windy, but we did well none the less. That afternoon we had a session with some of the judges of the big competition that we were there for and they had only good things to say. Friday is here. Competition day. We do our set on the big stage in front of everyone and we owned. Played our hearts out. Best show I've ever put on. Later on that day they announce who made the top 3. Sadly we weren't one of them so i was pretty let down. Friday night we heard the top 3 bands, the ones that beat us, and i wasn't impressed. I was pretty livid that we got beat by them when clearly we were the more superior band. We should have at least been 3rd place. Then all the judges put on a show for us entitled Battle Royal. It featured trumpets dueling which was cool as well as saxes, trombones, basses, piano, and drums. It was a very good show. I was highly impressed. We left the hotel this morning at 8 am and headed home. I was ready to be home, and I'm glad i am now. While in Savanna i wrote some poetry that I'm thinking about posting. I'm not sure if i should or not yet, or if i want to. We shall see. That's it for the moment. Peace..