...by which I mean Walla Walla. We returned to our home (or college) place (not College Place, v. important to note) to do another pay-what-you-can show for the community. It was lovely and perfect in Pioneer Park: the sun was shining, the birds were chirping, the people were very, very kind and eager to laugh. Wonderful. We had an extremely successful performance, despite the small patches of mud amidst the grass, and my graceless ripping out of the entire hem of the "Bianca" dress. Oops. I would, however, like to note that I somehow stayed in character when two extremely cute beagles wandered by. Puppies!
Tomorrow morning we set out very early (6 a.m., which as far as I'm concerned doesn't exist) to drive to hopefully somewhere in the Dakotas. I might be out of internet range, so this could be my last posting for awhile. I'll report on all of our road adventures through the rugged wilds of Montana as soon as I can.
Unless, of course, we run out of gas somewhere in the Badlands. Hopefully someone in our group is a deft hand at mustang-ropin', because I'm pretty out of practice.
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