The cellist’s packing list

One of the perks, or possibly chores, of the music profession is the huge amount of travelling we have to do. When I look at my passport, I can flip nostalgically through pages and pages of visas and immigration stamps, remembering all the places my cello has taken me that I mightn’t otherwise have visited. Student and working visas from Britain and America, working visas from China and Kuwait and a few other exotic places, and stamps upon stamps of tourist entry visas from countries I visited for competitions and so on–Denmark, Germany, Canada, France, Spain.

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