I don’t do sadness Not even a little bit
Posted by: emmak, in Life, NYC Trip, Ponderings, TheatreWe’ve now been back in Fredericksburg for just about a week, and it’s been strangely hard getting back into the groove of school. Instead of being able to walk anywhere, now I have to get in my car and drive where I want to go. It’s so quiet here! I miss going to a show every night and then walking through Times Square to get back to the hotel where we would all have a really interesting discussion about what we just saw. However, there are some good side to be back here. I’m really enjoying being back in rehearsal so I can try to apply what I learned when I was in NYC. The show, by the way, is coming along very well. I have a ridiculous amount of motivation after that trip to get all of my applications and mailings out to all the theatres I’ve been looking at so that I can really start this new phase of my life. Now I am 100% sure that this is what I want to do, and I’m so thankful to every single person who helped me in New York, both the people with whom I had one-on-one time, and also the actors and other people on stage. Many of them told me things I didn’t want to hear, like the pay isn’t always great, sometimes you have to get a job you don’t particularly like so you are able to do the work, and sometimes it just doesn’t work out, for one reason or another. Those are just some examples, but their passion for theatre, even those all of those things and more were pushing against them, really touched me. I can’t even express how thankful I am that this trip happened.
We did end up finding the stores between that show and Paradise Park which was later that evening. That was a weird play. Today was our last day in the city, and Gregg was nice enough to take us all to lunch at John’s Pizzeria just off of Times Square. After that we had a little bit of time to wander around for one last look before the last show, Is He Dead? at the Lyceum Theatre.
It was hilarious and it was an awesome note to end on. We finally boarded the bus at 730pm and were on our way just after 8pm. Things were fine until around 10pm when a huge THUD was heard by everyone. We knew in an instant that something was terribly wrong; and we were right. The bus had gotten a flat tire. Now I think we’re about to start up again… I sure hope so anyway.
The ferry was a lot of fun though; I hadn’t been on one since I was in Stockholm, Sweden, since that’s mostly how they get around there. Seeing the city from that kind of vantage point was really incredible. It was absolutely freezing, and the wind was really intense, but we rode outside on the way back to Manhattan. After that, we went to this cute little place for lunch called 
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