
My sister visited for the weekend, we had a blast. We beached. We clubbed. We drag showed. We Miamied. It was a really good time, and really cool to have someone from my real life get an idea to what my tour life is like. Minus the performing yo-yo shows part...that one I don't really throw off on to other people. Much.
The greatest thing is to get super sweaty performing something meaningful and changing people's lives- then to drive directly to the ocean and swim in it. I would like to keep this practice in Boston, and the weather is finally helping me reach that dream.
I drove to the Keys my second week. It was unbelievable. If driving the one road to the Florida Keys at sunrise isn't the best drive ever, what is? Well, driving through the deserts of Arizona was pretty cool too. But back to the Keys. It was great, I didn't want to leave. I was in Florida, but it was all of a sudden the Caribbean. I couldn't help but wonder- how did all of these people get here? It had a very ex-pat feel. I wanted to ask everyone what made them leave their lives somewhere else, and just go to Key Largo. I could see myself doing it. For a little while anyway, then I'd probably want to end up someplace a little more like London or L.A., but it would be a nice escape. For a little while.
I also visited one of my bestest ladies on the planet in West Palm Beach. News flash. West Palm Beach is like a real city. Lots of people live there. There are tall buildings. I did not know this.
She works for Florida Stage, I'm proud of her. We went to see the show she's been working on. It was great to see an original show. And even better to see a date.
After my fill of happy hour drinks and drag queens (I could never reach my fill of beach), I return home. To Boston. It took a bit, but luckily the weather followed me here. I only hope it stays. Until my next journey anyway. Soon, across the pond to England....