Canadian customs is worse than Guatemala...
So here's my timeline from yesterday.
1:30AM: Early load out from Kitchener Ontario. Somehow with our new TD we've managed to load in 2 hours faster than normal and load out at least 1 hour faster than normal. Speculation runs rampant...
2:00AM: On the bus, trying to sleep without much success. The whole crew is a bit rowdy and loud and sound travels in the bus...
2:30AM: presumably sleeping.
4AM: I wake up to my TD walking thru the bus saying “get up! We're at the Canadian border and we have to go into the office!"
4:01: Total disbelief. They are making us get off the bus at 4AM?
4:05: Forbidden to go the bathroom by customs officials and asked questions like “Most of you have at least $10,000 on you, right? How much money are you carrying? How much do you think the whole company is carrying? “ (my answers “seriously?” and “about 75 cents” and “No idea at all but less than you might expect...”)
4:30: Back on the bus and asleep.
8:30AM: In a new theatre in a decidedly sketchy neighborhood in Saginaw Michigan (where all of us are going to look for America...). Our crew also looks decidedly sketchy and the first thing they tell us is “You know you're in the middle of a war zone right now, right? The whole east side is in bad shape. Please don't walk around by yourself...” Gang wars apparently.
Noon: We go to the only restaurant in walking distance, a drive thru burger joint called “Rally's” with what looks like bullet proof glass. I had the crispy fish sandwich. It was pretty good.
2PM: Our principal actor who plays Franz calls out of the show with a sore throat. We now have two principal men out and only one male swing.
Rest of Afternoon: discussing how the show will run if the female swing goes in for male character roles.
7:30: show time with a crazy split track list including our female swing playing several male character scenes and our male swing essentially playing every other male character role in the show except for Lead Tenor.
8PM: Female dancer #4 starts to feel nauseous and sick. She assures us she can finish the show. Jennifer and I tell the female swing anyway who proceeds to try to figure out how she will cover the rest of her male character roles and all of #4's scenes with the male swing covering the rest of the show.
8:30: Female dancer #4 gets up on the bunker stairs on stage during Springtime, shakes her head twice gets down off the stairs 10 minutes ahead of her scheduled exit walks outside and throws up.
Rest of show: Jennifer and I running around like crazy people, inventing quick changes that aren't in the show to make sure that both the female and male swing can make all their exits in the proper characters. Our male swing played 3 different character roles in 5 minutes.
11PM: Ingrid asks where a near convenience store might be and several local stage hands immediately say “you don't want to be walking anywhere at this time of night.”
1:30PM: Jennifer's and my truck was loaded and we were in the bus drinking vodka (5 minutes) and going to bed (10 minutes later).
8AM: Now we're in Indiana and the whole thing starts all over again... But as a bonus there has been no talk of war.
1:30AM: Early load out from Kitchener Ontario. Somehow with our new TD we've managed to load in 2 hours faster than normal and load out at least 1 hour faster than normal. Speculation runs rampant...
2:00AM: On the bus, trying to sleep without much success. The whole crew is a bit rowdy and loud and sound travels in the bus...
2:30AM: presumably sleeping.
4AM: I wake up to my TD walking thru the bus saying “get up! We're at the Canadian border and we have to go into the office!"
4:01: Total disbelief. They are making us get off the bus at 4AM?
4:05: Forbidden to go the bathroom by customs officials and asked questions like “Most of you have at least $10,000 on you, right? How much money are you carrying? How much do you think the whole company is carrying? “ (my answers “seriously?” and “about 75 cents” and “No idea at all but less than you might expect...”)
4:30: Back on the bus and asleep.
8:30AM: In a new theatre in a decidedly sketchy neighborhood in Saginaw Michigan (where all of us are going to look for America...). Our crew also looks decidedly sketchy and the first thing they tell us is “You know you're in the middle of a war zone right now, right? The whole east side is in bad shape. Please don't walk around by yourself...” Gang wars apparently.
Noon: We go to the only restaurant in walking distance, a drive thru burger joint called “Rally's” with what looks like bullet proof glass. I had the crispy fish sandwich. It was pretty good.
2PM: Our principal actor who plays Franz calls out of the show with a sore throat. We now have two principal men out and only one male swing.
Rest of Afternoon: discussing how the show will run if the female swing goes in for male character roles.
7:30: show time with a crazy split track list including our female swing playing several male character scenes and our male swing essentially playing every other male character role in the show except for Lead Tenor.
8PM: Female dancer #4 starts to feel nauseous and sick. She assures us she can finish the show. Jennifer and I tell the female swing anyway who proceeds to try to figure out how she will cover the rest of her male character roles and all of #4's scenes with the male swing covering the rest of the show.
8:30: Female dancer #4 gets up on the bunker stairs on stage during Springtime, shakes her head twice gets down off the stairs 10 minutes ahead of her scheduled exit walks outside and throws up.
Rest of show: Jennifer and I running around like crazy people, inventing quick changes that aren't in the show to make sure that both the female and male swing can make all their exits in the proper characters. Our male swing played 3 different character roles in 5 minutes.
11PM: Ingrid asks where a near convenience store might be and several local stage hands immediately say “you don't want to be walking anywhere at this time of night.”
1:30PM: Jennifer's and my truck was loaded and we were in the bus drinking vodka (5 minutes) and going to bed (10 minutes later).
8AM: Now we're in Indiana and the whole thing starts all over again... But as a bonus there has been no talk of war.
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