What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

Tiny Thai Undies February 10, 2016

Filed under: Tales of Humanity's Imperfections — meganorussell @ 8:00 pm
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“You need big boy size.” This is something I heard while shopping for pants after my luggage was lost in Thailand. I laughed about it. After all, I’m not an incredibly large guy, but I’m by no means tiny. That was day 1 in Thailand. I should have known that I was in for a hard couple of weeks.

I went to a night bazaar on night 2 to buy some underwear because as resourceful as I am, I just couldn’t see myself making do with one pair of underwear for the entirety of our trip. I found some Calvin Klein knockoffs and asked for the largest size.

The ones they handed me looked like they were meant for teenage boys, but they were the best I could find. I should have waited. For the next three nights I endured the absolute worst chaffing of my life. And on top of that, the dye on the underwear was rubbing off on hotel sheets (and my thighs… no, but seriously) in the middle of the night. That can’t be good for you!

We finally made it to the fancy mall that Megan has told you all about, which I walked through in my clown pants, and found a package of two pairs of really fancy underwear for about $20 (oy). They were still a little small but much better than what I had.

The point of this post. Never pack all of your underwear in one place. Especially if you’re traveling to Asia and need “big boy size” clothes.


Excruciating Extravagance February 3, 2016

Last post was about the strangeness of being in a store in the Beijing Airport where they didn’t seem to be afraid of people stealing things.

But then I got to Bangkok, and it was very, very different.

Please don’t think I’m saying that Bangkok is filled with thieves or anything. In fact, most of the people I met were lovely. Apart from one person masquerading as Tourism Police — the people who are supposed to protect tourists from scams, not arrest the tourists — and some cab drivers who like to price the fares exorbitantly for tourists, everyone was really lovely.

And Bangkok was beautiful.


At least the historic district. When you took the train out of the city or even went a little off the beaten path, you could see people living in shacks without windows. Some by the train tracks, some literally on stilts over the river. Now, I’m not deluded enough to think that poverty isn’t a problem in America. It most certainly is. But seeing people living with piles of trash outside their doors in homes that were falling down…. It was startling. And very, very sad. (more…)


#blessed June 10, 2015

Filed under: Hi-Ho the Glamorous Life — meganorussell @ 1:21 pm
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Traveling can be hard. Really really hard.

I’ve never been great at grocery stores. They’ve always made me panic a little. I mean, why would anyone need more than one kind of milk?! But I’ll tell you that story Saturday. And traveling makes it even worse. I go into a grocery store, and I don’t know where anything is. Is the Amy’s soup with soup or in the organic section? Is fruit to my right or left?

Even the simple act of buying food gets confusing. And that’s before you even get to waking up in the middle of the night and having no idea which side of the bed the bathroom is on.

Changing all the time is fun. I love being in new places and having new adventures. I can tell you right now I wouldn’t be able to manage it without my husband, but it’s fun. Meeting new people on every show contract is mostly fun, but the older I get, the less I love explaining why I hyphenated my name to every new cast.

However, I am one lucky girl. I just got an iPhone this year, and besides being able to facetime with my mother and my adorable nephew, I also have unlimited text messages. And somehow I’ve ended up on a text thread with a really great group of friends. There are six actors on the thread, and we text about everything. Sometimes I look down at my phone and see thirty missed messages. I laugh, I ask for adivice, bitch and moan, and join in the banter. But it’s always fun. Somehow I ended up at the cool kids’ table. Or on the cool kids’ text stream.

It may seem small to people who live in their homes with a satisfying sense of stability. It may seem cold to people who hate technology. But to me, it’s a lifeline to a theatre that feels like home and a way to keep a conversation going without having to go back to the beginning. 

I love my text feed everyday. #blessed

And by the way, I only hyphenated my name so I could cash a paycheck no matter which name they wrote on it. 

Now you know, too.


Gobble Gobble Greed November 15, 2014

Here’s the thing. Don’t you love it when I start a post like that? It means I know some of you might get angry. I don’t like Black Friday shopping. And I don’t like Thanksgiving shopping. I’m not a big fan of crowds, or being cold, or getting pushed and yelled at by angry people.

Personally, I don’t really think it’s worth saving the little bit of money I would on buying the small presents I want, so I generally avoid the whole mess. I would have to have my husband post to you all, “Sorry. Megan was trampled to death while trying to save a few dollars buying How to Train Your Dragon 2.” (more…)