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Two Hour Holiday

It is Sunday morning. Here I am sitting and writing at Vienna Cafe again with Karen.

It has been almost a month since we took any day off. I go into the stadium every single day. The holiday now turns into a 2-hr Sunday's brunch time, which also becomes a luxury to hope for.

Recently, bits and pieces of recollection float form the back of my head. Eating McDonald's breakfast with Edith on Sunday morning. Dinner party with the gang at TST. Queuing in front of the cinema on a Thursday preview night. Sleeping in on weekends. Friday night drinks at Waterfront. Oil painting on Tuesday night. These are the image of my life in Hong Kong and the most ordinary moments. But I really miss it.

32 Days to go

They are only 32 days left until show day.

As Karen says, unresolved issues lay everywhere. In terms of program, some props still need to be finalized. Choreographed moves to be pasted together. Music recording is in progress and costumes are arriving. In terms of production, lighting has just been installed. Scenic is to put together final touches to the stages. Intercom system is yet to come.

The clock is ticking fast and everyone is giving their full energy to make the show happen. The stadium is bustled with life around the clock. At night, experts from lighting, scenic and ridging rule the place working miracles. During the day, rehearsals fill up.

Every face shows a sign of fatigue and sometimes frustrations, but I'm sure it will pay off at the end. Comparing to the first day I came in when the stage was at its foundation, it is now near to its finish. One can almost visualize the way it will look when it's all lit up and is performed on. This image is exactly what keeps us going.