A Week at the Opera Days 4 thru 6

Thursday was a lovely day off spent in the city.  There are few things better than wandering New York City with nothing but an iPod a camera and absolutely no agenda.  I wandered from (in case you want to google it) my hotel at 333 Adams St. in Brooklyn across the bridge, zigzagging through Chinatown and other sketchy neighborhoods north to Central Park, back south to the insurance district and Madison Park and back north to Times Square where I met my uncle for dinner.  All in all I walked about 9 miles, took a bunch of photos, and spent the day absorbing New York.

Friday was gig day and what a beautiful day it was.  The temperature never rose above 72 and the humidity never rose above 30 percent.  Here's a view of the show from the 2nd delay ring, keep in mind that there are just as many people behind me as in front of me for this photo.

10:00 pm, time to load out.  Shit.  Here comes the rain.  Nothing like a thunderstorm to help load out a show that toow 3 days to load in.  The storm passed by quickly and we worked until 5 am before the local crew was forced to stop for 8 hours.

Saturday 1:00 pm time to start loading out the rest of the gear, this shouldn't take too long... remember, it's only 14 towers with 10 MILO each...

...5 hours later.   We're DONE! Time to go home.