Jablonec
As Bella sleeps calmly on my shoulder, weâre in the bus heading from Jablonec back to Teplice. My headphones are in, and the dulcet tones of Nick Drake's refined guitar cover the din of slightly inebriated choristers in the back of the bus. Tonight was the last performance for cast A, and tomorrow will be the last show for all of us. It's unbelievable that this started only 19 days ago.
At 2:30 today we loaded onto the bus, and made our trek back through the Czech countryside. First we went to ĂstĂ nad Labem to pick up Norbert and some of the chorus members. From there we went through DÄÄĂn and on to Jablonec. In total it's about a two and a half hour drive.
The theatre in Jablonec is a small, but beautiful.Â
Designed by the same architect as the state opera in Prague, the 400 seat, three teared theatre, has a gorgeous interior, and a small, but functional stage. We arrived at the theatre at 5:15, had a sound check, got dressed, and began the show at 7pm. This kind of touring is something I love. I am totally in my element constantly adjusting to a new theatre, improvising, and going on the fly. It is on days like these where I wish large opera tours still happened. Alas, the days of a full touring orchestra and set, with the notable exception of school tours, has gone the way of the dodo.
The performance went well, and I am especially proud of what Isabella and I where able to do as husband and wife. Like me, Bella jumps at the chance to make stuff up on stage, so we're quite the pair when we work together.
Now, on our way back through DÄÄĂn we prepare for our last show, each in our own way. For the chorus that preparation appears to involve drinking a fair amount of beer and a local Czech plumb liqueur. For me, I want to just keep building on each performance, especially for my last one.Â
In November UBC Opera will be presenting The Bartered Bride in Vancouver, and while many of us will be, or hope to be reprising roles, for now, all of us close the book on this project. By noon on Friday all 14 of us will be out of Teplice and on to new cities. Some of us are heading for Prague, others to Dresden, or some to Paris. Some are heading home, and other like me, are only half way through. The exodus even begins tomorrow as Krzysztof leaves for Italy tomorrow morning. Krzysztof has been a saviour on this trip, and the thought of even having to go a day without him. However, we must go on regardless.Â
Tomorrow is the last performance of the Bartered Bride, my last day in Teplice, and my first day with my parents.