"Dirty Rotten Scoundrels" on tour...
Actually, we are staying in Destin, Fl, but performing in Niceville (the town so nice, they named it once. Better than OK, but not quite really terrific. It's nice). It is one of the curses of doing a one-nighter to drive past pristine white sand beaches that are being tickled by crystal green waves and know that you will barely have enough time to shower, shave and head for the theatre. Fortunately, our hotel is only a few blocks from the beach and even though we have a mere 2 hours before our bus leaves for the theatre, most of us do manage to enjoy a little sun and sand. I insist on throwing myself into the ocean even though it is freezing (well, no colder than Grand Bend in June). As soon as I taste the salt and feel it in my nose, all is right with my world again. In the ocean, I am complete.
The theatre is serious 25 minute drive and it is after 7 p.m by the time we arrive and figure out where the bus can drop us off. Somehow, we manage to get the show started just after 7:30. The house is packed (95%) and they are loving the show. Although they must all be retired Republicans because they didn't find any humour at all in the Bush joke and they certainly were not amused with the sexual innuendo in my scenes with KK.
There is very little talk of 'going out' on the bus ride back to the hotel because we are facing a long drive to Lakeland and the call time for departure is 7:30 a.m. Some of the kids on this tour aren't even aware that 7:30 exists in a format other than p.m. Because Destin is basically surrounded on four sides by water, and the breeze coming in from the Gulf of Mexico is chilly, the morning is an odd mix of warmth, humidity and dense fog. Perfect for sleeping. Its a very quiet bus.
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