Anywhere but here ...

In 199 days Craig and I will be back here:


Waikiki, Hawaii - August 2008

Almost exactly. We're staying at the same hotel. For 7 nights.

On a cold, grey, Wellington morning, heading into the final stretch of rehearsals* I need to remember that there are bright spots on the horizon.


* this is when it feels hardest, when you are sick of your lines, sick of your costume, sick of the hours of rehearsal, but don't yet have the adrenaline of performances

Everyone, everyone, come see my Play*

* I considered calling this "Come see my Boobs" but thought that might be little incentive!

Week Twenty-Five

Sunday
Oh the weather in Wellington is unpredictable. I took this under dry skies, after a freak hail storm.


Monday
Beautiful skies brightening a Monday morning.


Tuesday
Craig stayed up to watch the All Whites play Slovakia.


Wednesday
As always, post-tattoo, I drink Peachee by Bundaberg.


Thursday
I took dictation from a 5 year old and came away with a story about how I was given a duck which licked me all over and made me laugh.


Friday
I need to roll smokes for One Flesh. I bought some tobacco and a coworker taught me how. I went from completely useless to marginally useless in 24 hours.


Saturday
I spent hours wandering around the Hutt Valley in the winter sun. Coffee and podcasts and a little bit of shopping.


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