Nationals
This weekend we judged the Thailand National Skateboarding competition. It was super busy weekend but everything went of well.
The competion was held at big C, the supermarket/mall that sits inbetween our place and the youth center. It was scheduled to start at around one o'clock but at around that time the clouds rolled in and it started to rain. The rain lasted for two hours or so and everyone stayed busy skating the parkade. Despite some anxious big C workers everything went well and the course was dryed and being skated about a half an hour after the rain stopped. The prelims went smoothly from there and we retired, tired, after a long day of skateing and the judging of about
90-100 runs.
The next day we woke at about nine to get ready. We were informed that the finals were going to start at nine but not to show up until ten(somedays I think I should have been born here, everything happens about an hour or so after it's supposed to). We skated up to the course at ten though to find it still covered by tarps without a soul in sight. We placed bids as to when the contest would actually go down and the consensus was one o'clock. Later that evening, after delayes to to insanely hot weather we finally started at about 5:30. Everything went well from that point except for a breif moment of super stress. We were scheduled to do our dance/media presentation afterwards but had a huge scramble to get the sound and media equipment funtional. Luckily everything went down just as it should have after we got the media stuff set up. We had some Iranian man tell us that the preaching sounded as if it was Gods own words. But then either he or his friend, I'm not sure which one, followed up by hitting on and giving up his apartment number to one of the girls. The night then ended with a water and baby powder fight to celebrate the weekend.
The moral of this post is, people in Thailand generally don't care if things start late or don't go according to plan. To get to worked up over the delay's of the weekend would be seen as a sign of insecurity.
Also, after a ton of miscommunication and dealings with the talent scout Josh and Joel will be going back to Bangkok to film for the commercial March 3rd or 5th. I have been cut, probably due to my under acting. No big loss, it's turned into a messy situation and acting isn't my favorite thing to do.
Tomorrow we go to the slums to do some work, it should be good.
The competion was held at big C, the supermarket/mall that sits inbetween our place and the youth center. It was scheduled to start at around one o'clock but at around that time the clouds rolled in and it started to rain. The rain lasted for two hours or so and everyone stayed busy skating the parkade. Despite some anxious big C workers everything went well and the course was dryed and being skated about a half an hour after the rain stopped. The prelims went smoothly from there and we retired, tired, after a long day of skateing and the judging of about
90-100 runs.
The next day we woke at about nine to get ready. We were informed that the finals were going to start at nine but not to show up until ten(somedays I think I should have been born here, everything happens about an hour or so after it's supposed to). We skated up to the course at ten though to find it still covered by tarps without a soul in sight. We placed bids as to when the contest would actually go down and the consensus was one o'clock. Later that evening, after delayes to to insanely hot weather we finally started at about 5:30. Everything went well from that point except for a breif moment of super stress. We were scheduled to do our dance/media presentation afterwards but had a huge scramble to get the sound and media equipment funtional. Luckily everything went down just as it should have after we got the media stuff set up. We had some Iranian man tell us that the preaching sounded as if it was Gods own words. But then either he or his friend, I'm not sure which one, followed up by hitting on and giving up his apartment number to one of the girls. The night then ended with a water and baby powder fight to celebrate the weekend.
The moral of this post is, people in Thailand generally don't care if things start late or don't go according to plan. To get to worked up over the delay's of the weekend would be seen as a sign of insecurity.
Also, after a ton of miscommunication and dealings with the talent scout Josh and Joel will be going back to Bangkok to film for the commercial March 3rd or 5th. I have been cut, probably due to my under acting. No big loss, it's turned into a messy situation and acting isn't my favorite thing to do.
Tomorrow we go to the slums to do some work, it should be good.
posted by Dan @ 1:51 AM
2 Comments:
At 10:28 PM,
Anonymous said…
I'm saddened and a teeny bit angry to hear that you have been cut, everyone in Canada knows you are the greatest living actor slash dancer who has ever graced the screen in a fake moooooostache...
I have another magic moostachio in a cardboard box, ready for immediate Fedex to your location if another opportunity arises.
At 7:50 PM,
Anonymous said…
Hey Daniel
Thought I would check out your blog as your mom suggested. This is my first time to use a blog and it is rather cool!
Too bad that you were cut from the commercial, who would of thought that you were not an actor? Not me! I have had the awesome privelage to view your wonderous acting abilities and thought that it would of been a natural spot for you! Maybe you tried too hard!
Glad to hear all is going well for you and I look forward to following your trip via the blog.
Stay strong and keep on boardin'
Cheri-Lynn :)
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