Tuesday, November 07, 2006

Three to go.

Into the home stretch now.

I'm sitting in the Albatross Motel in Gander, Newfoundland, for the second time this week.










Friday night we had dinner at castmate Jack's parents' house in Grand Falls. Their hospitality was amazing, the sort of people who, five minutes after meeting them, you feel as if you've known them all your life. Having heard that one of their son's coworkers was a non-meat-eater, they had prepared a delicious vegetarian lasagna for us for dinner. After eating in restaurants and hotels so much lately, it was amazing how good a home-cooked meal tasted (even if it wasn't, strictly speaking, my home).

After that it was a pretty uneventful couple of days in Grand Falls. Director started feeling really under the weather on Friday, and as a result she missed out on dinner Friday night (although Jack's parents did of course send some food back to the hotel for her - what's with these people?). She also hasn't been to any of the shows since then, which isn't as big a deal as it sounds. We've done the show so many times at this point that everything always goes smoothly (which also means that the actual job is now pretty much the least interesting part of this job).

Sunday we made our way to Gander, Marlon's hometown. (I'm now the only member of the cast who hasn't been able to have the group over for some home-cooking. Fortunately i don't think they blame me for the fact that we didn't do a show anywhere near Saint John.) Marlon's family, too, were warm and welcoming. We even gave a command performance of the show in Marlon's parents' family room.

Yesterday morning we did a show in Wesleyville, and afterward we went to Twillingate Island for some sightseeing. Twillingate is the epitome of Newfoundland's scenic splendour, but after having travelled the length and breadth of this beautiful island, i'm pretty near scenic'd out. Even so, it's pretty hard not to find the cliffs on the island's coast impressive.


(I assure you that at no point while taking these photos did i fall to my death upon the rocks below.)





Tonight we're back in Gander. Matter of fact, i'm right back in the same room i was in two nights ago, although at this point they're all starting to look the same. I never thought i'd live to see the day, but i'm actually getting just a little tired of staying in hotels. There are definitely some things about coming home that i'm really looking forward to, but i'm not going to let that cause me to neglect or underappreciate every moment that remains of this experience. I may never have another opportunity like this again; i don't want to look back on it and find that at the time i was always looking somewhere else.

We have a show in the morning in Gambo, then two on Thursday in St. John's. Thursday night, i'm on a plane for home.



From here on,
every stretch of road
brings me closer to home.
Wherever that is.

1 Comments:

Blogger Lisa said...

Yes, Newfoundland is beautiful. I really have to get back to visit. I only have one uncle

Perhaps its all the Scottish genes in the people, or the shared hardships that make the people so generous. It's hard to say!

Newfoundlanders are the only people I really enjoy dealing with here at work; everything just rolls off them.

It's too bad you didn't make it here for any of the shows. Perhaps you could do a one man version for us at the loft during the cast party! :-P See you soon!

4:12 PM, November 08, 2006  

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