The day of our final show begins! Leaving the Ramkota earlier than we were accustom, we hit the road, aiming for Laramie, Wyoming to perform our concluding show of Jack and the Beanstalk. Yellow car, yellow car, yellow car. After whittling away some time at Taco Bell and Safeway, we arrived at Laramie High School, where we all participated in an epic game of Nose Goes to decide who had break their laziness to go check which door would allow us to enter. Lauren and Reed searched the back of the building, and despite Reed’s random number punching technique, failed to find a viable entrance. However, Grace Rowan Rants prevailed, finding a lady who directed us to the correct doorway on the opposite side of the school.
Set up went by swiftly, and was followed by a group nap on the couch in the backroom of the theatre. Mrs. Wooley had left on an errand to RadioShack, so we laid there for what seemed like hours. Reed snores. Upon her return, we went through the normal routine. Run the first song, do the chase, check the sound system. The show was successful, but the audience certainly was not as energetic as we would have hoped. The show came and went, much to our relief. Although we have had fun on this tour, it is about time we got heading home.
Leaving Laramie for Sidney, Nebraska, we watched the gorgeous mountains, ignoring the smoke emitting from them, as Lauren gleefully snapped pictures of whatever her eyes landed on. About half way through our drive, we stopped in search of a Chick-Fil-A, but settled for a nearby Culver’s. A filling meal with great conversation gave us the energy to continue on our journey. Grace, Reed, and I had a mini party in the back of the van while Lauren took shotgun and decided to go on a texting rampage. “Lace ace Grace’s face mace hastens the pace race in the vase basin.”
In Sidney, Nebraska we checked into the Comfort Inn. A suspicious, large man glared at us through the window as if to say, “Stay away from my pool, kids!” Not able to take out our rage out on the prop cloud earlier, we unleashed a kicking bombardment upon an expired jug of chocolate milk from earlier in the trip. Checking in, and heading to our rooms, we exchanged all our pictures from the trip, Skyped with cyber Alissa Jean Walker, and watched Delocated. After giving the girls some candy as a small gift for tolerating me so long, and Reed lending Lauren his Macbook along with his technical knowledge, we both retired to our room. A few last words to each other flew by, before we shut our eyes, and spent our last night in a hotel (for a long time hopefully).
++++ Surprise! Reed and I awoke to a call from the cow with a big sass to discover that we had slept through our alarm! We scrambled down the stairs and into the van to beginning blazing our path to Sioux City. Mrs. Wooley took her Five-Hour Energy, as we voyaged through the “exciting” and “differentiating” state of Nebraska. We now sit contently in our mobile home, taking in our last day as a traveling family.
What more is there to say? We’re pulling in for our final meal right now and soon will be back to our normal lives, in the welcoming arms of are families, a bittersweet reunion; happy to reintegrate ourselves into our home of Siouxland, while saying goodbye to the day to day adventures of our marvelous and memorable tour. While we may not be waking up in the van with each other, putting up and tearing down curtains, or having late night discussions in our little hotel rooms, our troop, our buffle so to speak, will not be disbanded. This expedition has been a growing experience for all of us, in both theatre and in life. I, and on the behalf of my cast mates, thank West Lake, Lamb Theatre, and Mrs. Wooley for providing us with this gripping encounter. There were high highs and low lows, but through thick and thin, we held together as a cast and as friends, and I will miss everyone’s continuous company dearly. Mrs. Wooley, Reed Oliver Saunders, Grace Rowan Rants, and Lauren Alexis Meis, I salute you! Be there soon Mom,
See You Later Space Cowboy, Someday, Somewhere,
Jackson Gregory O’Brien.
Set up went by swiftly, and was followed by a group nap on the couch in the backroom of the theatre. Mrs. Wooley had left on an errand to RadioShack, so we laid there for what seemed like hours. Reed snores. Upon her return, we went through the normal routine. Run the first song, do the chase, check the sound system. The show was successful, but the audience certainly was not as energetic as we would have hoped. The show came and went, much to our relief. Although we have had fun on this tour, it is about time we got heading home.
Leaving Laramie for Sidney, Nebraska, we watched the gorgeous mountains, ignoring the smoke emitting from them, as Lauren gleefully snapped pictures of whatever her eyes landed on. About half way through our drive, we stopped in search of a Chick-Fil-A, but settled for a nearby Culver’s. A filling meal with great conversation gave us the energy to continue on our journey. Grace, Reed, and I had a mini party in the back of the van while Lauren took shotgun and decided to go on a texting rampage. “Lace ace Grace’s face mace hastens the pace race in the vase basin.”
In Sidney, Nebraska we checked into the Comfort Inn. A suspicious, large man glared at us through the window as if to say, “Stay away from my pool, kids!” Not able to take out our rage out on the prop cloud earlier, we unleashed a kicking bombardment upon an expired jug of chocolate milk from earlier in the trip. Checking in, and heading to our rooms, we exchanged all our pictures from the trip, Skyped with cyber Alissa Jean Walker, and watched Delocated. After giving the girls some candy as a small gift for tolerating me so long, and Reed lending Lauren his Macbook along with his technical knowledge, we both retired to our room. A few last words to each other flew by, before we shut our eyes, and spent our last night in a hotel (for a long time hopefully).
++++ Surprise! Reed and I awoke to a call from the cow with a big sass to discover that we had slept through our alarm! We scrambled down the stairs and into the van to beginning blazing our path to Sioux City. Mrs. Wooley took her Five-Hour Energy, as we voyaged through the “exciting” and “differentiating” state of Nebraska. We now sit contently in our mobile home, taking in our last day as a traveling family.
What more is there to say? We’re pulling in for our final meal right now and soon will be back to our normal lives, in the welcoming arms of are families, a bittersweet reunion; happy to reintegrate ourselves into our home of Siouxland, while saying goodbye to the day to day adventures of our marvelous and memorable tour. While we may not be waking up in the van with each other, putting up and tearing down curtains, or having late night discussions in our little hotel rooms, our troop, our buffle so to speak, will not be disbanded. This expedition has been a growing experience for all of us, in both theatre and in life. I, and on the behalf of my cast mates, thank West Lake, Lamb Theatre, and Mrs. Wooley for providing us with this gripping encounter. There were high highs and low lows, but through thick and thin, we held together as a cast and as friends, and I will miss everyone’s continuous company dearly. Mrs. Wooley, Reed Oliver Saunders, Grace Rowan Rants, and Lauren Alexis Meis, I salute you! Be there soon Mom,
See You Later Space Cowboy, Someday, Somewhere,
Jackson Gregory O’Brien.
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