Fete started at 4pm and ended at midnight . It wasn’t too different from many live events that I’ve handled before that required strict timing and coordination with the parties involved (performers, coverage, hosts, sponsors etc.). however, the main difference is that previously, I covered a lot of ground on foot, walking around the backstage area, across to the soundbooth, and anywhere else I might be needed. This year, I had to remind myself that I am 7 months pregnant and had to take it easy.
I stationed myself at the side of the stage near Café Laguna—coincidentally the designated entry point for all performers headed for the stage. I ordered bibingka, palitaw, buko juice and sago’t gulaman from Café Laguna and settled in. I remembered to phone rather than run off to the person I needed to talk to. Took it easy. Enjoyed the music. I think baby did too.
Btw, great performances by the 560th Airbase Wing Command, Urbal, and Sheila and the insects.
the only real hiccup happened after we packed up. we got home after 1am and i realized i did not have my laptop with me. we had hooked it up to the projector to show commercials and such, and Sam (the friend who borrowed it, as well as BBB and i) forgot to pack it up. gah. we did not have the numbers of the actual projector people but Sam promised he would get on it, and he did. there were moments during the program when i looked over at my laptop and thought (must remember to bring that home). gah. maybe pregnancy brain is true after.
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