The last few days in Moscow were very difficult. Napoli, with its 240 costumes, would have been a tough show even with efficient stage management, a friendly costume supervisor/ assistant, and being able to get home at weekends. A month away from home is too long for me, and I found out what various chums who have worked there warned - Russia does your head in in the end!
This inness of head, whatever that is may actually mean, manifested itself by stress responses such as a forgetful clumsiness with my self and possessions that would have been a comedy turn had it not felt so demented. I lost things constantly, both phones went at one point, the precious iPhone never to return [grrr..]
Despite all that it was an unforgettable experience, and the 1st night was a great, joyous success. It was wonderful, with a tremendous party afterwards - showers of flowers and chocolates, and vast quantities of alcholol. The Russian wardrobe department were so nice to me, and so pleased with the results of all the hard work that the difficulties will fade very quickly, and the good bits, the friendliness, affection and skill of so many will always be with me.
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