And away we go...

Alright, it's been another slack and updateless week. To recap, Francophone Person spent a day with us and determined that we are, in fact, not mangling the French language, and gave us some general pointers and translation assistance. Soundman joined our little group and was immediately embraced as one of the family. Rehearsals continued with wild abandon, complete with microphone-headsets and a rockin' soundtrack. The week actually seemed to go by really quickly.

But rehearsals are no more. This morning we bid farewell to our home away from home in Moncton and set sail aboard our white behemoth of an SUV (working name: Moby Truck). Destination: Saint Quentin! (incidentally, if anyone can tell me how the name of this place is actually pronounced, i'll owe you one.) Tomorrow morning, this town plays host to our first show. Afterward, there's not a moment to waste as we're on to Edmundston for show #2 in the afternoon -- in front of six hundred and fifty students. Oh, and did i mention those shows are both in French? We've been referring to the first day of performances as our Baptism By Fire. If we can handle tomorrow, we can handle anything.

There will be more detailed updates to come, but now we've got to get some things ready for the shows tomorrow.

This show is officially on the road.