In the beginning...

It's 00:11 on a Monday morning. I am in bed. I am writing the first lines of a blog that I am planning on writing until March 2009. 

Six months. 

I have a feeling the next six months are going to be exciting, life changing, revealing and hopefully, fun. 

I guess that's why I wanted to write a blog. I'm sure I could get things written down just as well in a private little diary stuffed into the bottom of my rucksack; but I guess that wouldn't be very 2008 would it? And anyway- this way I get to share.

I am a 24 year old actor living in London. Two weeks ago I got offered a part in a play that will tour Austria from October 08 till the end of March 09. I have never been a tour before and have always shied away from the idea, but when offered the part on a particularly depressing rainy summers day I jumped at the chance. 

Afterall, the opportunity of running off to the other end of Europe for six months seems like the an opportunity not to be missed. 

No bills, no rent, no ties= bliss.

So tomorrow, (by that I mean in several hours time) I will wake up and go to the first rehearsal. There are four of us in the cast so we have a lot of work cut out for us. The producer and director have asked us to have a good knowledge of our lines for today so I have been doing some last minute cramming. But to be honest I don't know them that well as I should- it's always hard work learning lines when you don't know how your playing a scene and who your playing it with. Hopefully it will all come together over the next couple of days, like things always do. 

We have one weeks rehearsal in London then fly to Austria on Sunday 5th October. We then have a further weeks rehearsal in a town near Vienna before we embark on the tour. Over the coming months we will travel around the country visiting theatres and the like in all sorts of places. 

I can't wait.

So off I go to bed, having written what will hopefully be the blandest, dullest entry to what I hope will be an insightful and increasingly interesting diary.

 Anyway, best go and hit the sack or else I might not have anything to write about tomorrow as I'll have overslept and got the sack before day 1.

What's in my head tonight?

1. I really hope the cast are nice; I am going to be spending a hell of a lot of time with them.
   
2. I need to work out how many pairs of socks I might need etc...
   
3. I can't wait to leave this city. Will I ever want to come back?