





This post comes to you after five attempts of uploading - but I think the bears were chewing through the wires in Waterville, and I kept losing the pages!
So here we are, in an internet cafe in Bath, Maine, having lunch and preparing for our evening show.
But - before reporting on the present, I must catch you up on our last day in Waterville.
Our second show was much better attended, sunnier and we had relaxed more into the American way! Our audience were once again up for the identity swap, and entered into the proceedings with zest.
The following day saw our first rest, and (despite warnings from Heather and myself) most of the crew threw themselves off mountain bikes, and kayaked in the lake with the leaches. Heather and I chose the safer option of swimming, sunbathing and going to Walmart for supplies. The evening's entertainment was supplied by our host company, and their production of 'All The World's A Grave' a 20 strong company led by old school-style actor manager Donna (pictured above with her dog at our pre-show), and a play which attempted to merge all the 'best bits' of Henry V, Macbeth, Hamlet, Othello and R & J. I just about stayed with it until Lady M crawled on with a Hamlet soliloquey, and Hamlet killed Juliet over a stolen handkerchief. One needed to be quite up on their Shakespeare to keep up with this rendition's tricks and turns, reinforced by three witches using dialogue from all plays. Lots of corsets, doublets, thunder boards and passion. And we were invited to the after show party, hosted at a beautiful mansion in the hills, where our companies merged, swapped stories and emails. Somehow Paul and Sophie managed to find their way into the Ferrari in the garage for a photo shoot. Luckily, the key was locked away.
And then back on the road again - to head South to Maine. My car led the way with trusty sat nav, and Phil's car followed - only to find it was taking us the treacherous mountain route - real road swiftly turned into dirt track, and steep gradient - not ideal for our automatic people movers designed to cruise control along the flat highways. At worst, we had all the company pushing my vehicle out of a ditch, at best, we cheared and whooped when we finally emerged out onto a normal road. Phew.
4 hours later, with mud spattered cars and shredded nerves, we arrived in Bath - Maine. More on this to follow....Got to run back to the theatre to prepare for the show, and have run out of time. But - quick summary of Bath Maine:
It's 88 degrees
Most ate lobster last night
The show has sold out
We are being hosted by amazingly generous people...
More soon!
Emma xxx