You cannot come in our house!

So, it's been quite interesting the past few days.  I sang in our performance last night in Civittavecchia.  It was amazing, we sung in an archeological sight/park thing.  It was absolutely beautiful.  It went very well too!  The tempos were very different because we have a new conductor and orchestra, but he was easier to follow than our own conductor.  So I sang very well last night.  I also got up the nerve and talked to a cute italian boy :)  He actually speaks pretty good english too, got his e-mail too.  Mainly so he can send me some of the pictures he took.  But he's very cute.  Last night was just a lot of fun in general.  I talked to a lot of people and am getting to know a lot of people a lot better than I originally did.  The show ended around 1, so we were on the road around 1:15 and got home about 2:30.  I finished my stephen king book.  It was sooooo good.  It gave me nightmares the first few weeks I was here.  But not anymore.  It was good.

So this morning, we got woken up around 8 am.  I thought it was the girls next door asking about going to the beach...until I heard a man speaking Italian.  So I jumped up and just sat there listening trying to understand what he was saying.  He was saying something about how he needed to fix our bathroom and he had to do it today.  So we finally woke up our Italian roommate and she basically fought with the guy and shut the door in his face.  She called Claudio to ask him what we should do and he said not to open the door because these people didn't tell us they were coming.  So we bolted the door and fell back asleep.  All of a sudden we hear his voice again and then he starts to bang on our door and then he tried to open our door with the keys he had.  But since we had bolted the door he couldn't get in.  Then everyone wakes up and one of my other flatmates come over and tells us the cops are downstairs just waiting by the front door.  So we just stayed in the house until we saw them leave.  It was so strange.  

Tomorrow Antanas, Paul and I are going back to Rome.  We are going to go into the vatican and I have to buy a few more presents for people.  So that should be fun.  Then on friday everyone is taking a bus to campobasso which is 4 hours away because we have 3 shows there, friday night, saturday night and sunday night.  And possibly another show on the 11th.  And then I come home 2 days later on the 13th! woo

7 days :)

Do you ever take in the sun?

Sorry I haven't updated in a week.  It's been a crazy one.

Friday- It was opening night.  Everything went absolutely perfect.  I remembered all the right pitches and almost all the right words.  I was so proud of myself for just holding it all together, because this whole trip was totally worth all the pain and unhappiness I had to go through.  I got to be in the opening night of a full opera production, in ITALY!  Apparantly the show was broadcast on live television over here, and we also got an excellent review in the paper the next day.  AND there were two agents there!! I'm so proud and happy.

Saturday- This was the second show night.  It went just as well as opening night, the baby spirits were fabulous.  They are just adorable in every way.  LOVE THEM.  

Sunday- Final show.  My roommate was the Queen for the second night in a row, and she was still fabulous.  But overall sunday night was the worst night out of all of them.  They put all the weaker people in the sunday show.  So it was kind of awful to watch, I felt bad for all the people that were up there.  But it's over.  And pretty much everyone that is not touring has already left.  It's really quiet now.  Sunday night was our cast party which was interesting.  A group of 6 of us found a secret room that no one knew about.  So we hid and drank in there while everyone else got stupid and drunk upstairs.  It was a lot of fun, but then people started to find out about our room.  So it got stupid real fast.  Antanas walked me home around 3:30.  Oh, and there was also a dead cat on the sidewalk that my friend Matt stepped on.  It was gross.

Monday- We got up and decided to go to the lake.  So we travelled to Bracciano, and went to the lake, which was gorgeous.  The sand is black there.  It was so cool.  It was really nice to go swimming too.  I unfortunately didn't drink enough water at all, and had been laying in the sun too long, so I felt really sick by the time we left.  Antanas and I went home early to go to dinner for Jeff's last night.  It was fun, we went to a new restaurant, I didn't like my dinner, but it was fun none the less.  After I offered to help Jeff bring his bags from his villa to the hotel so he could spend the night.  It was a rough night cause he was my favorite guy there and now he's gone.  And I had to say goodbye to Karly too.  It was a sad night.

Tuesday- I pretty much just spent the day at the hotel on the computer not updating this :)  Then Antanas and I met up with Andrea for her goodbye dinner.  That was a lot of fun, but I was still sad about my grandfather.  So it was bittersweet I guess you could say?  I stayed the night with Antanas at the hotel because we were getting up really early to go to Sienna.  Except he snores wicked loud and I couldn't sleep, I kept slapping him to make him stop but it didn't work.  So I got 3 hours of sleep.

Wednesday- We went to Sienna for the day.  I was pretty grumpy but it was still fun.  We went to Il Campo which is huge.  They hold horse races there.  We also went to Il Duomo and went inside.  It was gorgeous.  I lit a candle for Boompa and felt so much better than I had the past 24 hours.  We also went to St. Catherine's church and I saw her preserved face and nasty gross fore finger.  

Thursday- Woke up around 11:30 to find out I had to be on a bus at 1.  Then I hear our crazy landlord screaming her head off about something, just like everyday.  All of a sudden one of my apartment mates yells at her to shut the F up.  So my friend from the next apartment comes over to see what's going on, and as she's leaving she tells us a man is running up our stairs.  It was the landlords son.  So Sophia slams the door just in time.  He starts kicking our door, knocking wood off the door all over the floor.  So it comes time for me to leave to catch the bus and I am terrified to leave.  So I open the door a crack, didn't see him.  So I took off my noisy flip flops and ran down all the flights of stairs as fast as I could so he wouldn't come after me.  We took a bus to Frascati where the opening night of the tour was.  I got to be in the opening cast again! :)  It was a good 2 1/2 hour drive to this place.  So while I'm getting my make up done, the make up woman asks me in very broken engligh "Do you ever take in the sun?" meaning why are so unbelievably pale.  So I laughed and quietly said Si, I take in tiny amounts of sun.  The show went ok.  The space we were in was horrible, you couldn't hear anything, but apparantly I could be heard.  The show started at 9:30 and didn't end until 1.  The maestro took all the tempos so insanely slow, I wanted to cry.  We didn't get home until 4.  It was horrible.

So there you go.  That is my crazy week.  I can't wait to come home and see my family.  I love you all.  12 days!!!!!!!!!!!!! :-D