Finally after 2 and a half days on the road, Santa Fe was in the horizon. As I drove into town, I knew the summer would be magical. Everything was so colorful and there was a creative vibe in the very air I was breathing. after driving through town, I saw the sign for the Santa Fe Opera. The road was kind of scary as it thristed and turned up a mountain to a very high dry elevation. Little did I know how quickly that winding dessert road to and fro the opera house would have it's own therapeutic moments for me in the months to come.
I see the Opera house for the first time in all its grandeur, shining as a beacon of architectural wonder with its sloped open air roof--inspiring creativity and of course nice acoustics. Now there was the task of figuring out where to report. The first thing to come to mind for me was the housing office. Oh I had it all planned out: Check in and keys, go find the apartment in the city, unpack the car, and finally wash the two days of road stank and grim off with a nice long hot shower. Well as it turns out this was not the case at all. I received my keys and was promptly escorted to the Costume Shop and put to work. I knew at that moment I was no longer in Kansas anymore. The shop was very impressive and professional. I had arrived in the big league.
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