Fascinations
After my little walk to the supermarket [as it turned out, we were on the supermarket strip. Three massive supermarkets all on the same strip.] I was looking through the welcome to the Hotel books and found Chad smiling.
On closer inspection, I think the hotel manager/boss person took a real fancy to our favourite rigger.
I popped down to the theatre to put together the bikes and to have a look at the theatre and found a disconcerting drop at the front of the stage. Once upon a time the stage had a 90:1 rake to it — whatever that means. It was sloped from high up the back to low down the front. For those that do not know, this is where up-stage and down-stage come from. Up stage being the back of the stage where you are up higher, and downstage is closer to the audience where you are down lower. I am guessing that the 90:1 means that for every 90cm along you rise 1cm going from the front of the stage to the back of the stage.
I got scared twice when I lost my balance and almost fell into this ravine.
I asked for crash mats to be put in there just in case. This was fine during the show, but for my warm-up stage time the mats where on their end and sharing this gap with the pole.
When travelling to and from the hotel, I tended to take the scenic route along side the ocean.
And became fascinated by the big tall red streetlamp that would bend with the wind. The locals called it the Windwand. It was at least 40m high, probably closer to 50m and would bend and sway with its own rhythm according to the wind. I also found the beach quite fascinating too with its ultra big sand! It certainly gave Brighton beach in England a run for its money.
Michael trumpetting away during Sosi’s juggle act in the tech/dress run.
Svet Christa and John playing away during the juggle act too.
The present as Sos catches the seventh ball.
I went for a little stroll in the break between the tech/dress run and our opening show. I got rained on. And I stumbled upon this view. The waves were pretty heavy and quite mesmerising crashing onto the shore.
I stood for quite a while watching the waves smash the big sand. Then I was rained on again and had to race for shelter.
Arriving back to the green room a little early hoping that Sarah would be online and we could do a video chat, I was presented with this view. It always amuses me seeing a room full of people staring so intently at their computers.
Mike, the artistic director finally got to video chat his partner back in Melbourne, and was able to see and talk to his baby daughter. Video chat is such a life saver when it comes to being away from home and loved ones. And I am still blown away by the technology. That you can talk to AND see a person — in real time — that is on the other side of the planet. And all you need is a reasonable internet connection! Fwoar! Go iChat!
During bump-out Mel and Michael wanted me to do a video chat with Sarah and get her to point her computer at the footy game on the tele so they could watch. It was kind of bizarre and surreal, but it worked. Mel and Michael were very happy about this.
