Press Night

I went to my first opening night, or press night as they call it here. The show was funny, a really stupid script, but brilliantly directed and acted. Well designed too. After the show, which I went to with my boss and his wife, we stood outside the theatre watching famous people get molested by crazy people with autograph books. I saw Sir Ian McKellen. He's a lot shorter than I expected.

Then we went to the party. It was an interesting experience. I was a little shy at first, feeling out-of-place and even like an usurper. I mean, what right had I? An American student, to be here? With all these real theatre artists? However, after a couple free glasses of wine I began to chat with people and realized that similar to back home, it's always easier to talk to new people when we share a similar field. I didn't stay too long however, I left when Greg and Pascale did. If I go to another one however, I think I'll stay longer. By the end I was getting comfortable. Of course, I don't stay out late very often because I worry about getting home, because once the underground closes, it's all much more complicated- night buses and so forth.

It was a good time and I hope I get to go to a second one.