You don't have to go home, but you can't stay here...

Oh my goodness gracious! Here we are on the very last morning of my very last day of my very last Chamber tour ever! What a feeling! What an accomplishment! What a beautiful view of I93!
Right now I am focusing on not pooping in my pants at the thought of my impending flight, but I'm sure that soon that feeling will fade into something resembling nostalgia...or, if I fail at my attempts to stay calm and collected before my flight, shame. Please check Nick's blog for a breakdown of what, exactly, we accomplished over these four months.

Instead of doing any sort of complicated math, I will leave with you the last two verses of the collective carol. I think we can already call this one a classic. For the love of Santa, please sit around your fire and sing it! Over and out, friends.

On the second day till the end of tour the kids from Classics saw:
God loves a terrier... (maybe, just maybe Nick and I sang a little bit of a song for a little while onstage...maybe it was that song...)

On the last day of tour the kids from classics saw:
Goodbye to Robbie and Sarah and Nick and Tom and Alan and Michelle and Jered...wait, can you see that? No! Not really! But tis' still true. Tis' Beer. Hi, I'm Litzka.

Adios, friends.