Reaching

and reaching and reaching and reaching.

Communication is a funny thing. I'm not just talking about the whole accent thing again but communication in general. Not only are we faced with communicating with people in a different country (although believe it or not we speak the same language!) but people in 'the industry' too. So not only is everyone 'super busy' and 'super important' they also don't communicate like we do. Forget the niceties. Don't ask people how they are. Don't say please but say thank you (a lot) and say you're welcome (a lot) and heaven forbid because you're from Liverpool you say 'Are you alright?' as some sort of greeting. That will be met with either confusion or a questioning as to why you don't think they look alright. It's tough. Getting through the day communicating with people here is tough.

The chances are by the time you've done your greeting on an email to the agent/casting director/industry person you are writing to and then asked them how they are they've already deleted it. I'm not sure if it's easier on the phone. I might have more of an idea if we had better phones. We can't get a contract as we have no social security number or credit history yet so we got monthly ones. The cheapest ones. Big mistake. Turns out no one can call us on them. Or is that because we are in the Canyon with no signal. Oh hang on we can call each other. In the Canyon. On the crappy phones. So me and the Scot spend most of the time calling each other to check our phones are working. They are!

And ok we don't know that many people here yet who could call us but we know a few. People who keep telling us to 'reach out to them' when we're in town and they'll meet up with us for a coffee or a hike or a juice (no one wants to get bevvies during Happy Hour sadly) Well we're in town. We're reaching out. Can anyone hear my phone ringing? Dammit you silly Scot stop calling me.