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Doing What Needs to Be Done!

Monday August 29th 2016

It took another 2 hours to get from Sutton to London Blackfriars. Even though we knew we’d have to take the bus, it was still hard. Too much for not enough reward. I was also frustrated about two things I wasn’t getting a response about and it was driving me nuts. There was a guitarist playing at the spot who we’d never seen before. He kept playing and playing until Thoth went over and said we were queuing. He didn’t say when he’d be finished. We both assumed he wouldn’t follow the hour and a half play rule as he’d probably already been playing there for hours beforehand.

After an hour and a half passed. I motioned to him to see if he was done. He kind of mocked my motion as if he wasn’t done. He got out a cigarette and came over to us. I told him it’s normal for people to play an hour and a half, then switch off with someone who is waiting. “Do I look like a normal person?” he said stupidly. I wanted to say, “Yes. I’ve seen your act everywhere in the world.” but instead I said, “It’s just nice to let others play.” For some reason, he did let us play but called us an “American Freak Show.” Who the f*** knows why. I muttered how I didn’t like being called a freak show. What a jerk.

This girl who sings opera came over to watch us. She loves our music. She met Thoth when I’d gone to see James last week. She told us she had arguments with guitarist man. “He plays and plays so he doesn’t have to talk to people and he never wants to share.” she said. So we were right about him. We played less than an hour. Our voices and bodies were too tired. We had crowds for the first half, but they died down after an hour. Oh well. We finished with “Scottish Song” to a crowd of maybe one person, who clapped. I didn’t care because I was happy we did it. “We did it.” I said when we finished, kissing Thoth. We did what we needed to do. We even sold two CDs. We immediately went into the train station to go home, knowing it would take another 2 hours to get back to Sutton. We need to live closer to, or better yet, in Central London when we visit next August. We’ll never play at Blackfriars again, but it did get us through this our first try in London.

We went to a delicious Indian restaurant near home. It was a satisfying ending to a very hard, but very successful day. When we got home, I got two emails with exciting things. I can’t wait to tell you about them.

Sunday August 28th 2016

We decided not to go into the city to play at Blackfriars today. It was cold and rainy and the trains still weren’t running from Sutton, making it a two hour, very boring and seemingly pointless trip. Instead we hung out in the house until 2pm and then went for food and drinks at a pub with Kaja and Emil. I tried not to get upset about not going to play. It was 5pm by the time we were done. The day got away with us. I’m glad. I never enjoy days when we’re not playing and I know we should. We’ll go play tomorrow, even though the trains still won’t be running. Ugh. It’ll be the last time we’ll have to take that trip.

Saturday August 27th 2016

We got out of the house by 2pm. Decent timing, or so we thought. The train from Sutton wasn’t running, again. It didn’t run last Sunday and it took for f***ing ever to get to London Blackfriars. I was pissed off knowing we’d have to take the shaky, vomit-inducing bus instead. I practically threw my violin on the floor I was so mad. I do get upset when things don’t go as planned, and that happens a lot in my life.

We got to Blackfriars at 2pm. It took 2 hours to get there. Ridiculous! We most definitely will be staying nearer to London next time. That kind of long transit makes us miserable. We had to wait another 2 hours to play because the bassist was playing. I was really frustrated. We played an hour and a half. It was ok, but the space isn’t that great for us we’ve found. At least we know now where we need to live and where we shouldn’t play. Next year we’ll audition to play at Covent Garden. That could be the place for us. James and I saw an opera singer there last week and he had a huge crowd. We would blow everyone away.

We walked to Waterloo station to have sushi at Wasabi and then took another 2 hour trip home. That one wasn’t as bad because I took something to keep me from getting motion sick. What would I do without my little Bunny? We can make our way through any problem. We just do what needs to be done!

Last Day in Amsterdam, Flight to London and First Day in Sutton!

Tuesday August 16th and Monday August 15th 2016

Our last day in Amsterdam. I was sad! I thought we had one extra day! I thought we were leaving on Wednesday. We went to do our laundry and had pankoken with bacon for breakfast. Yum! We went home and relaxed in our room. Wim and Marja were away at the studio. We missed them. They wouldn’t be back until dinnertime. We chose to go have Indian food for dinner. It was right around the corner from home and it was yummy. 30 euros for way too much food! So that was that. I decided to stay up all night, since we had to be at the train station at 4am to catch our flight at 7am. I was pretty chipper. Grooved to music and wrote to sis on Skype. I was in a better mood than I would have been if I tried to sleep. I just can’t. Literally. I tried to nap during the day, but I couldn’t even nap! No rest for the weary! Thoth slept for 2 hours and got up around 3:40am. We got out the door with all our bags by 4am and caught the train on time by 4:45am. We were both in a good mood when we arrived at the airport within 2 hours of our flight. That quickly changed when we checked in.

The woman at the counter said we couldn’t have two carry on’s (our backpacks and our violins) and had to check our violins. We told the woman they would crack if the went in the hull, but she said, “That’s our policy.” She didn’t give a s***. At first she claimed it would cost 70 euros per violin, but it went down to 45 per. In the process she made a ludicrous suggestion we check the cases and carry our violins onboard in our laps. I mean, really? The f***? That of course wouldn’t work because you’re not allowed to have anything in your lap during takeoff and landing, which she said. We had to go to the gate and ask to carry them onto the plane, as we have for 7 years of traveling. They stow easily and unobtrusively in the overhead bins. Other bags even fit easily in front of them! We were absolutely panicked that our violins would crack and we’d be screwed.

The flight ended up being delayed an hour and they let us carry them on. The flight wasn’t even full. Stupid! We were only 45 minutes in the air. I listened to music and cried listening to some emotional lyrics about not being alone. It was comforting because at that moment I was feeling very alone and without a home.

We landed and border control took an hour and a half! The border agent wanted proof we were leaving the country in two weeks, which we are, but I didn’t have anything. He let us through anyway and said “Next time bring proof.” he was a nice man, thankfully. We got our bags, changed some euros into pounds and got the bus to the train station. The train ride to Sutton took almost 2 hours. Every time I closed my eyes, I thought I would faint I was so tired. We passed London and saw some recognizable sights. I had told our friends Kaja and Emil we’d arrive at 10am, we got there almost around 1pm, but they were still there waiting for us outside the train station. Emil had on a kilt and Kaja’s hair was shaven bald. We looked cool together as a foursome. Emil handed us both bus passes and we got on the bus for the short trip to their apartment, everyone carrying a bag.

They showed us to their bedroom where we’ll be staying for 2 weeks, then sat us down to a big breakfast, which had been waiting for us since 10am. They had waited to eat with us. What amazing, gracious and helpful people they are. I sat on the couch with their son Jonathan and he showed me a book of pictures he drew. I wanted to sleep, but knew I shouldn’t. Kaja asked if I wanted to lay outside on a blanket, which we did. Nada, who was there, lay down with us and Kora, Kaja’s daughter. It was so nice.

Eventually I went inside to see if I had a message from a possible place to live in NYC. I got a message from my friend J saying he had just been in Sutton and we could meet on Thursday when he was in London again! That made me happy. I’m to speak with the NYC room prospect tomorrow at 5pm. Good. Thoth took out his violin to tune it up and play. Emil stood in the door and listened. I started playing the piano in the living room and Thoth came in and played with me. Kaja filmed it. It was beautiful. Emil played piano for us later.

We settled down in our room and I was able to edit and upload all of today’s vlog. Kaja, Emil and Rachael, their other daughter, sat with us and Emil played the guitar and uke. So so sweet. We got in bed by 11:30pm. 32 hours with no sleep. I slept like a log. What an epic day! I’m so glad to finally be here!