Wednesday, 26 November 2008

Beijing explorers

Alex and Nadja waving us off at Heathrow


Waiting at Helsinki airport.



Arrival in Beijing. An amazing airport.



Our first Chinese meal: hotpot.



We weren't quite ready for the seahorses yet. But that will come soon.



Our neighbourhood in Beijing.



The get-in.



A tuktuk.



Look behind you...




What are they saying?




We met another theatre company (TNT) and went for a fantastic meal together.



The temple of Heaven.



A hutong.


Monday, 24 November 2008

We are in China

Pictures will follow later, I'm too tired to transfer them from my camera right now.
But after a very long delay in Helsinki due to a snowstorm, we finally arrived in Beijing. It is quite overwhelming, the pollution is everything everyone says it is, and there are small things we didn't expect, like local people taking pictures of the children, and ways of eating food that we weren't familiar with at all.

We only arrived 3 hours ago, but people at the hotel and the restaurant laughed at our helplessness. Not in a mean way though, I think they are charmed by our ignorance.

One thing that did unsettle me was speakers on the streets telling me not to trust anyone and to always keep an eye on my belongings.
Other than that it is amazing to be here.
We play our first show tomorrow.

I will report more soon.

Thursday, 20 November 2008

No rest for the wicked

We did it. We opened the show at the Junction and now it has an end.
Monday was a long day with setting everything up and doing a last run-through.


Ready to go? We'd better be...


Mama Zog


The party speech


More party


The bike ride


Uncle Stepan


More uncle Stepan


The End


After the show we all went for drinks to celebrate our opening night. I think we deserved a big night out. After all, we'd been working hard for three weeks to get to this point.

Bob showing off his tattoos

On Tuesday we played two shows, and my thought was that they got better and better. So now all we have to do is play more. But we have to wait until January when we'll play again in Oslo.


After the fight


Papa Zog pays for the boys' trip


In the car


Jean-Pierre and the magical refrigerateur


"I love cooking, I do"


The curtain call.


So what's next? CHINA!
I do intend to update this blog while we're there, but it might not be so easy. So I'm not promising anything.