So here I am in Vancouver. And it’s beautiful. Totally beautiful. Oh my God. The weather is so nice. I was walking around today looking for Vancouver Playhouse so I would know where it is for my costume fitting tomorrow. That’s right – COSTUME FITTING – (insert any screaming like a little girl sound suits your taste) . The theatre we’re doing the performances in is literally 3 or 4 blocks from my place – What?!! Shut up!!! But where the Playhouse administration offices/ costume shop, and rehearsal space is a bit further than I expected. It’s about a 20 minute walk which is not at all bad. Not bad at all. It’s just about making sure I give myself enough time in the mornings. And there is also a skytrain that goes near it. Yes, skytrain. How upscale is that? woohoo.
So my place here. It’s really beautiful. It’s not big. I share it with really sweet young woman (my impulse was to say girl but that is not really correct – even though she is only 21 . . . . . . I don’t even need to make a punchline for that). My room is literally a bed. I don’t mean it only has a bed in it, I mean it’s a bed. It is the exact size of a double bed. Clearly meant to be a solarium for a chair a small table and cup of tea – a little doll cup. There is a space as you walk in that is as wide as the door and about 1 1/2 feet deep to walk in, slide the door closed and get into bed. Now this may sound disturbing but here’s the thing. My dad was a porter for VIA Rail fo 38 years so I grew up on the train. I loved those individual sleeping cars where you pulled the bed down to sleep for the night and it was the whole room. It’s like your bedroom gives you a big hug goodnight. So I actually dig it and I ‘ve got corner windows (windows on two connected sides and I’m in the city core and we’re on the 22 floor so my view is soooo awesome). At night, I can lie in bed and look out onto the city in my little private cabin. I dig it.
So where do I put my things, you ask. I have the hall closet and that also worked out fine. I think it’s going to be a great time. And I’ve been running into people here who’ve been so nice. Everyone has been so helpful and friendly. I found an amazing gym. Apparently it’s the best gym in Vancouver and conveniently – IT’S IN MY BUILDING!!!!! What!!!???!!!
I’m really looking forward to the next 9 weeks. And now I have to go meet a friend for a drink.