The elevator and hallways filled with people lugging grocery bags and foil containers of chicken and salad and more pieces of dinner, descending to the basement of The Old Globe’s rehearsal building in Balboa Park one evening last week.
A potluck’s sense of randomness, and bringing what you have, was not a gratuitous metaphor. The crowd filing into the room contained teenagers, businesspeople, well-coiffed ladies, a park ranger and a dance teacher originally from Senegal. They’d come to the Globe through sundry roads.
This is The Old Globe’s new “Odyssey” production.