Thursday, February 04, 2010

news from the road #4




Ok, so I'm blogging from the calgary airport, getting ready to get back on a plane and head to the thriving metropolis of Grand Prairie. No show tonight, but I think we have two either at this next venue or the one after that, I can't remember. Days of the week are blending together, which is pretty normal for tour. When you don't have to keep track of time for yourself, it ceases to be important. I wake up, do some cardio at the hotel gym, head to the venue, set my equipment, do make up and costume, do the show, pack up, tear down the show and head back to the hotel to either do it all again the next day or fly somewhere else and repeat the process there. It's actually a strange combo of stressful and relaxing. If I didn't have my midterm on the 10th, I would be having the time of my life. Unfortunately, late nights and early mornings haven't left a whole lot of school time, I'll have to work on that. Some pictures from the rope act (in rehearsal) to entertain you. Sorry, they're kinda blurry.
Oscar says: "I went to Bruce and Brandon Lee's grave sites...J'yes!"  :D  <--- that's Oscar's happy face.  
Sigh.

Posted by T.W // 12:46 PM


Comments:
Hey, I notice you visited the hotel gym. Would you mind writing a review at http://www.HotelGymReview.com?

Thanks!
 
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