"Dirty Rotten Scoundrels - The Musical" on tour...
Practically the entire company spends the day off wandering around downtown Boise. There's little else to do but shop, poke through the galleries, drink, eat and see movies.
I take myself to see "Slumdog Millionaire" at what is possibly the greatest movie theatre ever. A little privately run art-house place with a patio for outdoor snacks in the summer. There are 4 cinemas, a video rental store and the snack counter. Forget everything you know about snack counters. Here is an overheard order from The Flicks snack counter...."I'll have the popcorn with butter, a bottle of Newcastle Brown Ale and .....oh....um....the tuna burger." Wines available by the glass, sandwiches of every description......and I can only wonder why this little place can give me an experience like this, and mega-corps like cineplex are still charging me $12.00 for greasy popcorn. Oh, and the admission price.....$6.50.
The morning comes too early. There is much crustiness as we are faced with another early morning airport. Sarah admits to a full-on rage attack when charged $15.00 for checking a bag. We fly to Denver and make a connection to Colorado Springs. Denver and Colorado Springs are so close together that we are in the air for 16 minutes. The landing is interesting. As the wheels are about to touch the ground, the plane suddenly takes off into the air again. The pilot voice nonchalantly explains that there was another plane blocking the runway, but everything is fine now, so we'll try again.
The hotel in Colorado Springs is less than desirable but the mountains are at our doorstep so we grin and bear it. Half way through the first act, none of us can figure out why we are so out of breath on stage until someone points out that we are over 6,000 feet above sea level. We soldier on, still out of breath but not feeling as old. The audience doesn't seem to notice. They are amazing and raucous throughout the show. I go out for a drink with my friend Jillian who has come from Denver to see the show. I have 2 martinis and am completely plastered. Michael has one and feels the effects as well. The next night the altitude has taken it's toll on us and we are all exhausted. Several of us avail ourselves of the oxygen tank and by intermission we are all feeling great.
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