Huntington, West Virginia? What?!?

Up to this point, West Virginia has only been a drive through state not a destination. Well no longer. Huntington was not necessarily a "one nighter", since we had two performances, but we were only there for one day. Needless to say it was a bit shocking to go from performing in Philadelphia and Washington DC to Huntington, but the biggest shock to us was that we had a 9:30am performance. And not only was it a 9:30am show it was also our first performance in Huntington which meant that we had to be at the theatre at 7:30am for sound check and munchkin rehearsal. Of course with such an early performance it could only mean one thing: little school children. After our sound check we ran out to get something to eat, and when we came back there was a two block long line of school buses. Oh what my blood pressure must have been!! To their credit, the little kids behaved as well as can be expected, and we will certainly not have a louder audience response at the end of the show again. The evening show was fine, and the theatre was packed with very appreciative people which is always good. Afterwards, we had an opening night party which was fine although they ran out of food by the time that the musicians got done tearing down and arrived at the party! Oh well at least they gave up free drinks (unlike Greenville, but more on that later!). On a side note the restaurant we had the party in was right on the edge of Marshall University which is the location for the "We Are Marshall" movie.

After the morning show I was taking pictures of the theatre little knowing that Noah was in the bottom left of my picture waving furiously.

The theatre itself was pretty nice, but sorely in need of some restoration work.

I know that gold leaf is expensive, but surely matching paint is not out of reach.

This was our busted dressing room. I shouldn't complain though. Sometimes the musicians have to share with the male chorus. That is never fun!

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So after the party, a couple of us went out to the Pizzeria Uno to actually have some food. On the way back to the Red Roof Inn, we noticed that our cab driver had been reading a publication called "West Virginia Lockup". It was a newspaper made up of all mug shots of convicted criminals in West Virginia prisons. As disturbing as that is, it kind of was the perfect ending to our West Virginia experience.