What Doesn't Kill You Makes You Stranger

Of Bus and Mud April 6, 2018

I was lucky enough to go on a walk on a sunny morning in London, Ontario. The walk was muddy, winding, and there was a moment about an hour in when we weren’t really sure if we knew where we were or if we would make it back to the tour bus in time.

That’s the thing about being on a national tour of a show. Your time is never your own. Everything you do is dictated by the next bus call. Getting up in the morning to get to the bus, using your two precious hours at the hotel before you have to get back on the bus, hurrying after the show to make it back to the bus to get back to the hotel to start the process all over again. You start considering time as only the length between you and your next bus call. There’s not room for much else.

There was a moment when the husband and I were sinking in the mud where I sincerely asked if we were going to make it back in time for pending bus call. His response, “I think so?” (more…)


Life Lessons with Megan February 16, 2018

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Right now, in my current state of life, I am living on a tour bus (traveling through Texas with no A.C. at the moment) working on a ton of book projects, trying to figure out what my post-tour life is going to look like, and dealing with all the real life things that being an adult requires. It’s crazy, and exhausting, and can be absolutely amazing.


And can leave you scrambling to find a battery-powered fan for when the bus gets too hot for your weak little Lupus lungs to handle.

But in general, it’s all workable. Day to day, sleeping under a bus seat, answering a ton of emails, writing a new book, trying to be a good friend and relation, it can be done.

Here’s the thing. (Please imagine me pulling my soapbox out of my suitcase)

You may not take out your trauma, drama, bad day, or illness on other people. You can’t.

You can ask for help. You can ask for understanding. You cannot use others as a scapegoat, emotional punching bag, or vomit sack for your own problems. (more…)


Decorated Detroit December 4, 2017

Filed under: Hi-Ho the Glamorous Life — meganorussell @ 1:30 pm
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In traveling for the Wizard of Oz tour, we get to go to some really great places and some places that…aren’t on the radar for must-visit destinations.

Recently, we visited Detroit. The only things I knew about Detroit were that cars got made there and that the economic slumps hit it very hard. While both those things are true, nobody ever mentioned how awesome Detroit is!

The husband and I wandered out of our hotel, just looking to stretch our legs, and we found a huge amount of outdoor art that led us to a Christmas wonderland!


They had blow-up igloos with table tennis and hot chocolate, a tent decked out to be a ski lodge, and an ice skating under a giant Christmas tree!

So what did these wise actors do on their precious day off? We went ice skating! (more…)


A Travel Tale (Rated PG-13) May 6, 2015

This past Monday, I travelled back to Denali! In honor of sleeping in an airport and riding for 6 hours in a packed twelve-passenger van, I’d like to tell you about the time my tour bus got pulled over by Border Patrol.

Gather children, and listen to this fine tale of possible illicit substances and mild racial profiling. (more…)


United We Stand. Divided We Itch. January 20, 2014

Filed under: Hi-Ho the Glamorous Life — meganorussell @ 8:30 pm
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The National Tour I did was not the most high end of tours. We traveled to a lot of small towns and were frequently the only professional show the town would see all year. They would get a grant to bring us in, and even if the houses weren’t filled, the people in the seats were so grateful.

The downside of traveling to these small towns was that there wasn’t always a nice hotel near the theatre. Sometimes there was only one hotel, and it was scary. A frequent phrase was “this hotel looks (or smells) a little murdery.” (more…)


Plastic Hands – Rated PG-13 April 22, 2013

Filed under: Hi-Ho the Glamorous Life — meganorussell @ 8:05 am
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I know I shouldn’t complain. Most actors travel for work all the time. At least those of us lucky enough to be working. Some actors go months without seeing their significant others, but I miss my husband’s face. I haven’t seen it in almost nine months. And not because I haven’t seen him. I’ve been spending almost every second of the day with him as we’ve traveled the country performing on the Fiddler on the Roof national tour. I’ve missed my husband’s face because a giant ginger monster swallowed half of it! Though my husband’s hair is black, his beard grows red, and this giant red beard has covered his chiseled chin for the better part of a year. I’ve spent months anxiously awaiting the return of the chin, but now even though Fiddler is closed, the chin is still hidden. We just found out we’ll be traveling to Alaska for a month, and they want him to keep his beard. I supposed it’s a sacrifice I’ll have to make to see Alaska, with my husband, but without his chin.

That being said, the tour is now at an end. We’ve performed Fiddler 220 times in more than 70 cities, traveled 50,000 miles on a blue bus, and I survived dammit. In honor of the end of my first national tour here is one of my favorite tour stories: (more…)