Good morning, all!
I have to catch up on all of the posts for the past week so I am au courant. since I've nothing new to report, I'll post all of my old news for the past week.
On Monday, we flew to Hiltn Head: a 6:30 flght that was booked slid. The idiot clerk at bagcheck assigned tw pieces of luggage belonging to a soldier to my reservation, so I could not check my bag. Once she confessed to the manager her crime, she was sent off to attempt to rectify her idiocy and see if she could get the two pieces of luggage successfully rerouted t wherever the sldier was going. The manager at first started yelling at me until DJ and I let him know where the problem lie. The big problem was at security, since the bag contained everything you cannot take on board for the flight: large bottles of mouthwash and shampoor, razor blades, scissors. Oy!
The security guard confiscated the shampoo and mouthwash and let me keep the razor andscissors. When we boarded the plane, because it was packed, I had to check the bag anyway, but at least it did end in Savannah with me. The Charlestn airport is huge, and when we arrived LATE I had to run like hell to Gate E11, or something like that, to make the connecting flight. My two companions foolshly went to the food court and, as a result, boarded the plane late. But, because of a heating problem, we sat on the plane for an hour while maintenance tinkered before we were asked to get off the plane. An hour later I had the warmest flight EVER to Savannah and arrived very sweaty. After that the drive to Hilton Head was a breeze.
I am quite ambivalent about Hilton Head Island, which has a great climate and some beautiful lcations, but it is like a theme park: everything built in ersatz "plantation" style, thngs are poles apart, so it wasn't advisable to walk the couple of miles from the housing to the theatre, especially after dark since there are no street lamps. The beach was glorious, the seafood was wonderful, and I would have liked to see more of the residential areas, but the main commercial area, and the guarded community where we stayed were like going to Shangri-La or Stepford or Salem's Lot. Because we were there off season, we fifteen New Yorkers, divided into three glorious and roomy houses, were - I suspect - the only residents in that community most of the week.
There was a wonderful game reserve, but I don't think there were any historical sites like a real 19th century plantation, or slave quarters, or anything. Frm the hotels - the world's largest Marriot maybe? - it's clearly a vacation-retirement attraction.
When we gt to Hilton Head, we checked into our lodging: the actors in one, the ladies in one, and the producer, director, stage manager and I in the largest, Then we headed to the huge Piggly Wiggly ("Save Big With the Pig!") for supplies. We also scheduled a big party for that night. Then we went to the theatre for several reasons: DJ to speak to the costumer and set designer, me to see if Icould find a computer to use since the one I was told would bw in our residence was not in the residence, and then forDJ and me to adition a pack of local kids for the two children's roles, Duncan and Mary Alice.
