After today's second semester agenda meeting I went out with a few friends to the Tropen Museum. They have an intimate theater, and although I had seen it a year or two ago, we watched the Russian film Vozvrashcheniye. Amazing scenery, solid acting.
On the way home I walked by the Alto Jazz Café, and remembered that someone had recommended it to me. The house band was trying too hard to look hip, and not succeeding.
Anyway, I ended up meeting Phil Leavitt and his girlfriend Genevieve among the audience at the bar. Turns out Phil is the drummer for dada and Butterfly Jones. They were very kind and let me chat them up for a while. I didn't realize til later that I've been somewhat missing familiar American conversation.