I worked some time when I was a lad as a projectionist in Toowoomba and points east and west.
During this time I loved to hear stories from the old fellers who had worked in the game since Noah was suckled.
They told yarns of working the travelling picture shows (and I had no doubt that one of them did) to the more obscure places worked.
One of the yarns told was of the old Sun in Broome. He spoke of the difficulties and in particular, he told of the high tide nights when the sea water used to come up to the level of ankles of the patrons. And we complain if it rains.
It was surreal to actually be there. It has been a dream to be there.
I sat looking at the screen, and as primitive as it seemed, the ambiance of the open air, albeit a cool night, it was nice to look up to my left and see the Southern Cross, and up high in the sky was the quarter moon.
Many times during the movie I looked around and sighed... I am sure the movie we watched will soon be forgotten, but the experience will remain as one of my "good place to go" thoughts when work gets a bit tedious.
A real kick was seeing old Peerless carbon arc (vintage 1960's) housing. I used one of these as the advert projector (with glass slides) shown as a museum piece.
I am still buzzing a bit from the experience. Now off to bed.