Okay, today it's business time.
I dropped Conner off at school and headed towards the set. When I saw this I knew it was going to be a good day.
I pulled into our designated creeper parking lot and recognized a few cars there.
Emmett's Jeep -- there are two of them
Charlie's police cruiser -- also two of these
and the shiny silver Volvo hatchback not exactly what I pictured from the books, but I guess it works.
This morning we had all the kids, so that made things a little more difficult. We did a bit of juggling of kids and for a short time I dropped my kids off at Paige's so I could do some investigating on foot with Nicole. We talked to the security guard at the bottom of the street who told us we couldn't go any further. He was nice though, and we chatted with him for a while. You can kind of see the action going on at the top of the hill -- this was the best view we could get.
I left and grabbed my kids. Did a few quick errands and headed back to the set to meet Paige who was going to be down to just 1 child. I came down a different way and spotted this
Back over to our creeper parking lot I met up with Paige and offered to hold Jaren while she ran to the other side of "camp" to see the truck. Next thing I know she comes running back, "Shannon, get your camera. I just got a picture with Edward!" You can believe that I high-tailed it over there! I ran back and forth through around the perimeter of the camp but didn't see him anywhere! He was gone. Oh the tragedy!
So we repositioned ourselves with kids in the strollers where we could see both Edward's trailer and the make-up trailer -- a tip from one of the crew guys. This crew guy also suggested that I just walk back to the trailer, but I was pretty sure that was not allowed. I don't think he was very high on the totem pole -- in fact, he quickly put his arm down (while pointing out the trailers to me) when the grumpy Director's Assistant appeared (more on him later). At one point we saw Robert come out of his trailer, wearing a baseball jersey from the baseball game. Ahh! He's coming! Get your camera out, quick! But as quickly as he appeared he disappeared into the hair/make-up trailer.
The kids were trying to be good. Actually, Jaren was really good and my kids were something else. Eventually someone came over and asked us to move off the sidewalk. Okay, we'll follow the rules.
Rochelle showed up to the scene as well. Walking back to my car I spotted none other than Jacob Black getting into his trailer! He went in and out several times, but this was the best shot I could get of him. Several other people were in and out as well. Turns out they were working on wardrobe in there. And we also found out that this was Jacob's first day on the set. He's a real cutie -- and just 16 years old.
Once we got that little Jacob-tease we were just dying to see more -- especially knowing that he was sitting right there. There was a little hootin' and hollerin' that followed -- the perpetrator there shall remain nameless. :) And then here comes Billy out of the trailer doing a little of this It was pretty hilarious! He talked to us for a second. They were working on wardrobe with him and he asked us how his outfit looked. We told him it looked great, definitely go with that jacket, and lots of other positive compliments. He seemed like a friendly guy.
But soon, our party ended when the Grumpy Director's Assistant came over and pretty much asked us to leave. He said they were working right now and maybe if we came back at the end of the day we could get better access to the actors. Really. He told us to come back at 8 or 8:30, we could take pictures, but anything we take would need to be cleared by the publicist. Sounds good to us -- we are happy to oblige.
So we took a picture of us in our smokin' fan t-shirts and called it a day.
I came back to the set at 8:15pm and the crew parking lot was empty, the set was dead, and according to Jason the security guard everybody was finished and gone for the day. Grrrrr. Makes me wonder if the GDA was just trying to blow us off.
My mission continues . . .