4. Last and certainly NOT LEAST: my Labour day weekend trip to Black Pond, a secret hike-in lake in Virgina. One of my roommates invited me on a day trip to this nearby lake - only a 30 min drive away from our house in DC. It was being organized by two different people: our next door neighbour, Shannon and another guy, Adrian. When we showed up on Sunday, September 4th, there were about 12 of us. Everyone knew somebody but most of us didn't know everyone else. Kind of the perfect scenario for an adventure. On our hike in I chatted to a couple people about the basics: where we were from, what brought us to DC, what we did here, etc.
The lake was incredible. The temperature was perfect and apparently it was one of the cleanest lakes in the area. Adrian's friend (who was not on the trip) is a hydrologist and saw this lake from a satellite photograph that measured various water...things. It really was a perfect lake.
We had only been swimming for a few minutes when one of the folks I had met briefly, Matt, swam over and asked if I had representation in Canada. I said I didn't and had really only been doing theatre work while I lived there. He said I looked very familiar and had overheard me discussing my theatre background. He then told me he was the Resident Dramaturge at Factory Theatre in Toronto. "WHAT!?" Yes. I kid, you not. He was an American who had grown up with Adrian (one of the organizers) in Detroit. They were best friends. Adrian has been his best man at his wedding in Toronto awhile back. Small world, right?
IT GETS CRAZIER...