"I started transfering the minidisc sound files to the MAC and we got the interview of the Marine from Texas. We were fucking lucky. I just hope he is still alive. We should find out... Good job. Good night."

This is the beginning of the post-production of our guerilla film. Today I have to return the sound kit, which my friend Loretta, from NPR, lent us. It was great equipment: pro mic, boom, minidisc, headphones. But never trust a fucking minidisc. When it would reach the end of the disc's capacity it would delete entire tracks and start recording over them! I fucking couldn't figure out how to avoid it. Next time, to capture sound digitally and independently, anything that burns on a fucking tape. So much good material went to hell this way... We'll see how the sound was picked up by the cam mic on the miniDV tapes. I'll let you know of everything.

Peace. Love. It was so incredible meeting everybody we had the chance to speak with. I, myself, evolved a lot in my political thoughts. But that's something I'll elaborate in the future.

You guys are the best.

Jordi