So, they pick you up at the airport, give you a welcome packet and room keys, drive you around the city a wee bit to show you the main spots you will be visiting, help you get your baggage up the stairs...and that's it. You're there. In Charleston. Ready, go.
I took some time unpacking, walked down to the local CVS to get some minor supplies, and got all settled in.
Then what. I don't start work until 8am the next morning.
I wandered a little. Tried to find the production office. Got lost. Found my way back...Just getting used to the city. I stopped by the Robinson Theatre to introduce myself - if anything I at least wanted to know what my crew looked like. They showed me around briefly and told me what to expect the next day. Warned me about work clothes, and that I might ruin the clothes I wear. Reminded me about tools and work shoes and water and the like. It was pretty easy going. They're a cool bunch and I think they will be fun to work with. The M.E. has an electric blue mohawk. I like him already.
So, I guess, tomorrow we, and the rest of the festival works, are meeting down at the Production Office behind the Gaillard Theatre to do a hug project at 8am. Out doors. Be prepared for heat, they warned. And bring a wrench and a hammer and strength. Awesome. Good thing I've been working out, right?
Then we reconvene at the Robinson around noon and eat lunch and get to work there. Sunday is multi-cable day. Tomorrow, we climb trusses. Yay. I looooove heights...not. I'm starting to wonder what I got myself in to. I'm sure I will have a lot to learn in the next few days...it will be exciting and scary and everything all together. They said we'll work until about 9pm. Cathy Roe's Dance days in their 15 hour glory may prove to have been good preparation.
Tonight, I relax I guess. And hope for the best. Dinner with Tommy at 7pm and meeting a few people, trying to feel at home.
And then we're off.
I took some time unpacking, walked down to the local CVS to get some minor supplies, and got all settled in.
Then what. I don't start work until 8am the next morning.
I wandered a little. Tried to find the production office. Got lost. Found my way back...Just getting used to the city. I stopped by the Robinson Theatre to introduce myself - if anything I at least wanted to know what my crew looked like. They showed me around briefly and told me what to expect the next day. Warned me about work clothes, and that I might ruin the clothes I wear. Reminded me about tools and work shoes and water and the like. It was pretty easy going. They're a cool bunch and I think they will be fun to work with. The M.E. has an electric blue mohawk. I like him already.
So, I guess, tomorrow we, and the rest of the festival works, are meeting down at the Production Office behind the Gaillard Theatre to do a hug project at 8am. Out doors. Be prepared for heat, they warned. And bring a wrench and a hammer and strength. Awesome. Good thing I've been working out, right?
Then we reconvene at the Robinson around noon and eat lunch and get to work there. Sunday is multi-cable day. Tomorrow, we climb trusses. Yay. I looooove heights...not. I'm starting to wonder what I got myself in to. I'm sure I will have a lot to learn in the next few days...it will be exciting and scary and everything all together. They said we'll work until about 9pm. Cathy Roe's Dance days in their 15 hour glory may prove to have been good preparation.
Tonight, I relax I guess. And hope for the best. Dinner with Tommy at 7pm and meeting a few people, trying to feel at home.
And then we're off.
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