The front curtain for our show, and the kids singing a bit of Do Re Mi:
Michael (Captain von Trapp) got this nifty camera that has a smile detector -- you can set it to go off automatically when it detects someone smiling! That explains our expressions here:
Most of us were off rehearsal yesterday evening, so we decided to go to the Tex Mex restaurant that a few cast members had already visited. It was far, and required a taxi. A lot of us were going, so several groups left directly from rehearsal, restaurant business cards in hand (to show the taxi driver the address), and went to the restaurant. Jen and I stayed back to make sure everyone we had invited had a ride there, so we ended up in the last group, which wanted to stop off at the hotel and drop off some things. We walked home, left our stuff, met in the lobby, then proceeded to find a taxi. Well ... we tried for 45 minutes to get one! It was rush hour and most of them were full, although some just didn't see us, or didn't stop. We tried 5 different locations at the side of the road. We asked at the hotel front desk. We asked the hotel doorman, who directed us to a location across the street, and as soon as we got there, we saw him helping another group into a taxi that he had flagged for them. Grrrr! Irritation does not describe it, particularly since this dinner had been Jen's idea, and she and I had spread the word -- but everyone else was already at the restaurant eating, except the two of us and 3 other kindred spirits. Finally, we split up and spread ourselves down a street, all trying to flag a taxi. Jen got one, and the rest of us came running and piled in -- 4 in the back, 1 in front. The driver started talking in Chinese and shaking his head -- he wouldn't take all 5 of us. More irritation! Michael and Clay agreed to get out and try for another one or perhaps just give up and eat near the hotel, and Jen, Sarah, and I were on our way to the restaurant. We arrived an hour and a half after we had left rehearsal! As our taxi pulled up to the restaurant, who should we see walking in front of us, but Michael and Clay! They had gotten a taxi as well and actually arrived before us! I was glad to see that they made it. The early group was there, drinking it up and having fun, but we just slouched off to our own table, heads drooping, and ordered a 9-layer dip (only 8.5 layers really, since the restaurant was out of guacamole) and sat there, salivating, glancing over to where the food came from every few minutes, waiting to eat. And eat we did! In addition to the dip, I got tacos (which looked like burritos), with the most delicious chicken inside. I wish I had taken a photo, but I was too tired. We all got dessert as well - hot fudge brownie sundae for me. The restaurant was in an expat area of Chengdu, so we actually saw a lot of non-Asian people around, although many Asian people were eating Tex Mex in that little restaurant!
The rest of the evening was fun - we took a taxi back to our hotel (taxi driver was illiterate and could not read the hotel address on our keycard, but a nice English-speaking Chinese man near us read it out loud to him before we took off), then played Catchphrase in a hotel room until it was late and we went to sleep.
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