January 21, 2016 – Stockholm
And a crazy 21 days so far it has been! Between January 1 until now, I have performed with my friends (Thom Wall, Fritz Grobe, Shane Miclon, Mike Miclon, Collin Miclon, Karen Montanaro, April and Olin, at an incredible New Year show at Johnson’s Hall Performing Arts Center, attended the Circus Now American Circus Awards, hosted juggler friends, Jeremy Fein, Michael Karas, and Curtis Carlyle at our house for 15 nights consecutively, Pre-Turbo Fest’d, was on the front page of the Brattleboro Reformer, and Juggling.tv, accepted a job creating the bar apparatus acts for Circus Smirkus Tour 2016, worked at Circus Smirkus auditions (can we take a minute to acknowledge how incredible those kids are? I am SO EXICTED to work with them!!!), flew to Orlando and back for a second Celebrity Cruises audition (where I made it all the way through!) in one day, repacked my things and my incredible supportive partner, Thom Wall, drove me straight to NYC to catch a plane from JFK. From JFK I flew to Stockholm. This is where I am writing to you from. If this first 21 days is an example of how the rest of the year will be – I will truly be living large. So far I have laughed, loved, cried, trained, and grown my hair out (and getting regular bang cuts and hair shaping my Emily Moore! Everyone should get her to do your hair. She is a goddess) more intentionally than I ever have before. Here’s to 2016 being the most powerful year yet!
Right now I am on my way to Riga, Latvia. Well, I am sitting on a bench, eating a sandwich, and waiting for another flight, that will take me to said destination. If you haven’t seen my social media posts and are reading this post, I will announce to you that I am performing and competing with my fixe trapeze act in the Riga Cirks International Festival! What a prestigious experience, indeed. You will hear more about that when I get there. In this post, you will hear about my incredible, and strange experience getting here.
The last week has been chalk-full (get it? It’s a trapeze joke.) of travelling. I have spent more time in cars and planes than I care to admit. Honestly, I like feeling a little anonymous. Don’t get me wrong, I prefer to travel with my best friend, Thom, but traveling alone is quick! And can be as introspective as you decide it to be. Driving to, and flying to Orlando, and flying back, and driving back to Vermont was not so bad. The audition was fun! I had an entire hour alone with the casting director, on the craziest rigging I have ever performed on. I was invited to come perform fixe trapeze, which is my specialty. A trapeze fact: fixe trapeze looks like a traditional trapeze, a horizontal bar and ropes that are rigged to the ceiling just a little bit wider than the bar itself. For reference, a photo of me on a fixe trapeze is here:
The rigging in Orlando was not set up for anything to attach at the ceiling from a somewhat equidistant double pointed apparatus. I was rigged between two single point pulleys, approximately 10 feet apart. The number was very different than I am used to performing it. Absolutely everything felt crazy, and old-hat at the same time. If it were easy, wouldn’t everyone do it?
After solo acts, those of us who were called back to dance got ready to warm up. I clipped in my fake ponytail and began learning the choreography to “Applause – Lady Gaga.” For those of you who know me, I dance best to hip hop, and pop music. I certainly was in my element. After that I got back to the airport, on a plane, in a car and back to Brattleboro.
Woke up the next morning to see that Right This Minute had made a video about my new Bottlewalking Demo. Their video about it is here:
Getting to JFK wasn’t so bad. Once again, Thom Wall came to the rescue! He drove me all the way to Penn Station, with traffic and doughnut stops, it took us about 6 hours. I got through security and onto my Norwegian flight at 10:30pm. Thankfully, with the super busy days before, I (plane) slept the entire flight, only waking up approximately 6,000 times. It was a new plane. Apparently, (according to Ross Berenson) it has mood lighting, and chargers for everything, and better air circulation as to not dry out your lips. Nobody around me spoke any English. Everyone was sleepy.
I woke up in Stockholm! And am 6 hours ahead of my friends and family in VT. I stumbled off of the plane, went through customs and security, and fell asleep on a bench under a sign that said, “BEWARE OF PICKPOCKETS”, to the sound of (what reminded me of) cruise ship announcements, but about flights coming in, and that pickpockets are everywhere. But, are they? Everyone I have spoken with has been very nice. Maybe they are pickpocketing me, but I haven’t noticed yet.
I woke up and realized that it was 2pm here, and that I need to try to get a move on with syncing up with Latvia time. Groggy eyed and a little flying hungover (you know those sober hangovers you get from being half asleep/awake for 11 hours?) I dragged my backpack containing the essential must-haves for a 24 hour travel day (water bottle, travel mug, tiny Reese’s Peanutbutter Cups, toothbrush, clean socks and underpants, hair ties, a hat, my laptop and two books. And many types of lipbalm. It surely is amazing how they all end up in one place) to the sacred coffee shop! I ordered a double Americano (my kryptonite <3). One barista carefully sculpted my espresso, while the other rang me up. My card was declined three times. They gave me the expensive coffee and said it was on them. After many wrestling matches with the ATM, it turned out that the bank had forgotten to put into the system that I was traveling internationally and my card was protecting itself from fraud, and protecting the espressos from me. Thankfully, the bank switched my card back on. I am happily writing to you all from the coffee shop, that is coincidentally also a tattoo shop (at my terminal gate) and eating what I think is a ham and cheese and veggie sandwich. Please take note of my Circus Culture hat! Love those guys!
Alright! I am off to the next thing! Expect more updates this week! I should have some time write, and lots of time to adventure and travel! Let’s be friends! Follow me at:
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As always, thank you all for your support. Friendship is the only ship that doesn’t sink!