That's right. In five minutes or so, we will be taking off to a production of "The Inspector General." This is our last production in Petersburg--sad day. Tomorrow we will have a master class with some crazy Russian director, at least I hope he's crazy. It promises to be some sort of adventure in the very least.
As a group, I feel like this was a good trip (this says absolutally nothing, I know). However, it is apparent that a lot of us long for home; and our wishes will be granted soon enough.
Olaf and I got stopped by police yesterday. We were coming out of the metro after the play, and they singled us out. We showed them our passports and everying; one of them seemed to want to make trouble, but the others seemed to get him to let us go, which was good because I really had to pee.
Well, it's time to head off to our last production in Russia--for must of us anyway. I'm positive I'll be back for more theater in this oversized country.
Tootles for now.
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