Much has happened aboard the intrepid Seven Seas Voyager, led by her adventuresome Captain Dag Dvergastein with his motley band of miscreants and... several hundred of the world's wealthiest people. We have been to several different countries, held an unusual kind of bomb drill, been planning for The Greatest Party in the History of Everything, taken up pipe-smoking as a group affectation, and rescued a band of shipwrecked Algerian refugees. I also did my first full on, mainstage, headlining show... which is a real step in the right direction. More on that to come in a later entry.

Actually, right before I last wrote, we were in London for two days.
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I hate posing for really touristy photos, especially those such as the above with Big Ben, or with the leaning tower of Pisa, the Eiffel Tower in Paris, or the Rily Byg Phallik Monument in Thailand. It makes one feel... oh, I don't know... somehow insignificant and... challenged. Anyway, we saved the touristy, see-the-sights stuff for day two. Day ONE was running around like mad, trying to see a show and enjoy Covent Garden. [Image]
That first night in London, we four singers went to see BLOOD BROTHERS. We settled on it because it's the "original" production, it's not a big corporate show that you can see just anywhere, it's particularly English, and Jamie and I have played the opposite brothers in productions in the US. It was very good, and I now realize the Narrator is the role to have.The next day, first thing, we toured the rebuilt Globe Theatre...[Image]
It was impressive. I have no words. It really lit my fire. Then, on to L'Orient, then Bordeaux, Santander, Vigo, Lisbon, Cadiz, Barcelona, and other places guaranteed to give me a bit of a twinge for last year. Then Nice. Today is Corsica, which is supposed to be beautiful. On the ship, we continued to pass time as best we could, with exhibitions of bare-knuckle Irish boxing.[Image]There was a party to send off the very popular Safety Officer, and all the guys in the cast wore our muster station vests. After the boxing match, things were much happier.
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The fight was undecisive, and we remain friends. THEN... after Spain, and France... we rescued nine Algerian refugees who'd been adrift on an overturned Zodiac for three days on the Mediterranean. They'd set out with provisions and water and ten people. We found them with nine people and the clothes on their backs. I'll add a picture of this later.... Anyway, gotta run. Crew drill in ten minutes.