Just a Mirror for the Sun

What do I say?

There is so much to say, I don't even know how to start.

Reno. I'll start with that.

Honestly, I had a fabulous time. It was the perfect mix of crazy and calm. Our plane was an hour late but I think it ended up being perfect because there wasn't much down time to get bored. Or uncomfortable. I felt important. I loved that what I sacrafice myself for is worth something to someone. It made me realize that there are greater things then high school. And somehow I'll fit into them.

The theatre company I'm in won the Govonor's Art's Award and it was a pretty big deal to all of us. I thought it was cool and all but I was more interested in the idea of performing for all of those people. To showcase our little company that should be so much bigger. What our perfomance really made me see though is just how prepared I am for the crazy unknown of other theatres. It didn't matter that no one there seemed to know what they were doing. We went with the flow and it all worked out. I felt like the adults standing in the wings watching were acutally impressed. And it was fun to perform in a foreign theatre. I felt like I was on tour.

Which makes me question how people can actually go on tour or can actually live through a tour. Right after we got our suitcases we filed into the vans and drove to the university, warming up in the car. (By singing to the radio) And then we met in the parking lot and did more warm-ups (By doing jumping jacks and other silly theatrical warm-ups). And then some man who thought he was pretty much the coolest thing ever came to find us becuase he was afraid we were not coming. He hurded us into the theatre (throught the catacomb like underbelly of the building, really) and onto this stage that everyone else thought was huge but I felt like it was kinda tiny. Maybe it was because I wasn't used to the marly and wood floor combo. And the over-head lights felt very oppressive. Anyway, they made it seem like we were not going to get the chance to run through the show but before I could figure out what was going on, we were. And this balding man in a suit was taking pictures. And people in nice clothes were flitting around everywhere watching us out of the corners of their eyes.

I don't think they expected the show they got. 

We did our pieces and I felt ...so proud of everyone. I wasn't nearly as nervous as I was afraid I'd be. Only 600 people or so. And more then anything, it was fun. 

We ate dinner at 11:30 after the most entertaining van ride to the hotel from UNR. Our van most defiantly could take your van in a cage match. Pretty much just because Kris is our driver. I have videos galore. 

I roomed with Sam which was mildly disappointing because I was so certain I would be rooming with Lauren. Which is funny. If I had roomed with Lauren....I wonder how things would have played out. I doubt talk of Strip Ice Bench Game rematches would be going around. And I probably wouldn't have a letter penned at 3 in the morning beginning, Caity, I think I'm a terrible person. 

But, that's okay. Because I was getting sick. Really sick. Near death ill. 

Which made meeting the Governor and visiting Virginia city so fun!!! Ha. 

Not a lot to say about Carson City except that it was cold the picture with the Gov. were tedious and we had more entertaining van conversation relating to how I hold all of the cards in any relationship I choose to enter, Devin's necklace is certainly going to fall off, the appeal of ancient ensemble members and several several several rounds of, who would you rather see naked. I never ever ever ever ever need to think about half of the people we talked about naked again. Man. Only in the cool van. Doubtful that they talked about that in Toni's van. 

Virginia City is pretty cool. I don't know if it was the fact that my equilibrium was so terrible that I felt like the world was tilting most of the day, but I felt like the whole city was going to fall into the valley below. It's perched on the mountain side and is simply ancient. They took us to an old theatre that was disappointingly being renovated but, the kind men let us in to look at the stage. Everyone has preformed there, Houdini, Mark Twain, many more. There was an actual raked stage. Which turned out to be a really slight incline. We sat in the boxes beside the stage still with the faded red velvet seats and the props still sitting back stage enchanted me.

Then the rest of the day was spent teetering around (quiet literally if you're me) buying impractical things from the antique shops. Oh. And the mood lipstick we actually got Kris and Josh to wear in the van ride back. Still greatest van ever!! At lunch I learned about the shenanigans of the night before and was only slightly disappointed I didn't get to participate. Next time. Even though they don't believe I would have played. Please don't underestimate me. Although KK's level is far passed mine. And I'm glad Josh can still be some what of a mystery to me. 

Plane was bumpy. Notes were obviously exchanged about Josh and I think a little piece of him died inside when you held his hand because you were scared of the turbulence, Lauren. I was just getting more sick and in my delirium I could see how you could confuse my using him for a support as something else. Although, it was not. I was falling over. 

I was disappointed when the trip ended. It was the most fun I've had in a long time. And the greatest Rainbow trip I've been on. Doing what I love with the people I love. Too bad I couldn't get out of bed for three days after. Whatever, I don't, Kris had or JB, I had it too. 

We need to road trip again.