Paul wrote us an email yesterday to give us the scoop from his job as a choreographer with a show that's opening in the Philippines. Here's what he said: Hello family and friends, I'm writing you all at once because I don't have 24hr access to a computer and time is limited. I arrived in the Philippines on Saturday after a day of flying to Tokyo and then here. There is also a 13 hour time difference. While I write this email on Monday morning, you are all enjoying your Sunday evenings. I guess Einstein was correct in saying past, present and future all exist similtainously. Anywho, Philippines is very different than the States. It is a very poor country yet the people are exceptionally friendly and curtious. My hotel is very lush and the cast is getting on very well. As of now, the show has met with some difficulties. We were suppose to start rehearsal today but due to the venue booking another show last minute, we have been pushed until Tuesday, possibly Wednesday to load in a tech and open on Thursday night. The number of shows has also been cut from 10 to 7. Being a creator of a show myself, I feel for the creative team as they endure problems that are beyond their control. Everyone wants to see this show have success but that will be impossible if problem keep arising. Plus, being in a foreign country, the rules and work ethics are very different. For example, it is customary for the locals to show up for work anywhere between 2 to 3 hours late, causing all kinds of stress for us silly Americans who take ourselves "too seriously". What are ya gonna do. Yet this is a positive experience for me as I am meeting people from all walks and enjoying different conversations waxing philisophical on life and happiness. I miss you all very much and look forward to speaking to all of you one on one. A big shout out to Mom and Natasha who I know are over-worrying about my safety. I good to be loved by such beautiful women. Take care and know that when you read this, I will probably be sipping a glass of red kicking it pool side. Who's a rock star baby? Love, p |