I am trying to wake up. Thoughts gnawed at me during the night: where is my camcorder (it's gone missing)? How will I copy tapes without it? I need to clean up this place, especially the main bathroom. I'm feeling sluggish, drugged (although I'm not drugged).
I made it through last night's performance with less pain, in part because I landed on a part of the risers that was at the end and that was adjacent to a door to another room. During times when soloists were singing alone I was able to slip down and through that door and sit in the next room. Three of us did this.
The church was full, or looked like it. It seemed like the audience liked the performance, by the looks on their faces and the way they clapped us out. The mission is a bizarre blend - making do in a very old building. The room we stayed in during intermission and before the concert is unheated except for a portable, unvented heater. There are major cracks in the centuries-old plaster, some of them marked with some kind of labels, it appeared. Parts of hallways have odds and ends in them - one some kind of central heating unit and a cat cage, dish, food (my two cohorts saw the actual cat while we were sitting it out - a "Russian blue"). There are friars at this mission, friendly, helpful, wearing the robes.