Nothing about Scott Gill's life is most likely normal
Skiing, snowboarding, a hot gymnast ... John Barrowman loves a holiday with thrills
From The Sunday Times
May 6, 2007
можно я поеду с ними на входные? The actor John Barrowman, 40, was born in Glasgow, but moved to the USA when he was eight. He made his name in West End musicals such as Sunset Boulevard and Anything Goes. On television, his appearances in the revival of Doctor Who led to a role in its spin-off series, Torchwood. He can currently be seen as a panellist on Any Dream Will Do (BBC1, Saturdays). He lives in London and Cardiff with his civil partner, architect Scott Gill
‘I GET fidgety – that’s why I’m always working – so I have to think of different elements when Scott and I go on vacation. The first few days are relaxation: beach, pool, maybe some spa stuff. After that, we have to do something cultural for Scott. So we look at rubble. Scott’s an architect and he calls it ruins. Then we do slightly risky activities such as snowboarding and water-skiing – though my contract doesn’t allow me to at the moment.
I love the adrenaline rush. If someone’s going out on a wetbike at the same time, I will establish if it’s okay to race, and maybe put a little wager on it, like a drink at the bar. It’s fun and you get to meet people. A long time ago, Scott and I were on a wetbike together in Florida, I did a 360-degree turn and I didn’t know he had flown off. I thought, “What’s he doing in the water?” He said, “You ran me over!” He was fine, but it was a bit frightening, so now he won’t race.
Health-and-safety regulations don’t seem to exist in Turkey, and I kind of like that. When we stayed in Kalkan, we went to the Saklikent Gorge, where you can cross a rope-and-wood catwalk over this torrent of water. The river flows past all these cafes and I couldn’t understand why people were sitting there soaking wet. They were chucking themselves off the walkway, letting the water carry them down and then getting out at a cafe. So we did too. It was great, almost like being out of control.
We had a fantastic vacation three years ago when Scott’s niece turned 16 and my niece was 17. We took them to Santorini to show them how much fun you can have without getting into trouble. We had song-and-dance competitions by the pool, and spa baths with champagne, and we took the girls horseback riding on the beach. Then, towards the end, a Greek Olympic gymnast moved into the villa above us. The girls were like, “He is hot!” And Scott and I were like, “Yeah, he is hot!” So we were all trying to jump up and look at him.
Our most recent holiday was a real luxury. We stayed with our best friends in Palm Springs, for sun, eating and shopping. I’d like to go to the Mall of America in Minnesota: it takes four days to get through all the shops. From Palm Springs, we flew up to Seattle. Don’t laugh – this sounds so cheesy – but I went to the original Starbucks. It’s a warehouse with a coffee bar, but it bugged me that they no longer used the original coffee machines. Scott and I are aeroplane nerds, so we went to the Boeing aircraft facility and did a tour of the 777 production line. Then we drove up to Vancouver. The bay is stunning. For Scott’s birthday treat, I hired a seaplane to fly to Cypress Mountain. I don’t like flying. I was sitting in the front and the pilot kept saying, “If this goes wrong, you do this and this.” I was like, “Dude, don’t even start!” We came to two peaks, the guy tilted the plane and flew right between them. I could see what brand of jacket the skiers below were wearing. I kind of crapped myself, but it was amazing. From there, we went to Whistler and spent 10 days snowboarding.
The first time I skied was when Scott and I followed the pioneers’ wagon-train route across the United States. We ended up in Lake Tahoe, but I didn’t let on to Scott that I hadn’t skied. He went down one side of the mountain and I went down the other, not realising it was a black run. The wind was picking up, it was snowing and I had visions of hitting a cliff – being overdramatic. I gave him hell for leaving me. After that, I did smaller runs to get my ski legs.
We went through a phase of doing American-history trips. Scott’s the map-reader; I do the driving. We like finding things people normally wouldn’t see, such as Carhenge, which is American folk pop art in Nebraska. I like cars, Scott likes Stonehenge: perfect. It’s mostly old Cadillacs embedded in the ground. We stayed in what, when I was a kid, we called Psycho hotels. I remember my dad telling exciting stories of places we’d visit, so when Scott and I took my niece and nephew, I’d pull off on a side road and pretend the car had died. We’d create this whole story and the kids would be saying, “Please start the engine, Uncle John!”’
From The Sunday Times
May 6, 2007
можно я поеду с ними на входные? The actor John Barrowman, 40, was born in Glasgow, but moved to the USA when he was eight. He made his name in West End musicals such as Sunset Boulevard and Anything Goes. On television, his appearances in the revival of Doctor Who led to a role in its spin-off series, Torchwood. He can currently be seen as a panellist on Any Dream Will Do (BBC1, Saturdays). He lives in London and Cardiff with his civil partner, architect Scott Gill
‘I GET fidgety – that’s why I’m always working – so I have to think of different elements when Scott and I go on vacation. The first few days are relaxation: beach, pool, maybe some spa stuff. After that, we have to do something cultural for Scott. So we look at rubble. Scott’s an architect and he calls it ruins. Then we do slightly risky activities such as snowboarding and water-skiing – though my contract doesn’t allow me to at the moment.
I love the adrenaline rush. If someone’s going out on a wetbike at the same time, I will establish if it’s okay to race, and maybe put a little wager on it, like a drink at the bar. It’s fun and you get to meet people. A long time ago, Scott and I were on a wetbike together in Florida, I did a 360-degree turn and I didn’t know he had flown off. I thought, “What’s he doing in the water?” He said, “You ran me over!” He was fine, but it was a bit frightening, so now he won’t race.
Health-and-safety regulations don’t seem to exist in Turkey, and I kind of like that. When we stayed in Kalkan, we went to the Saklikent Gorge, where you can cross a rope-and-wood catwalk over this torrent of water. The river flows past all these cafes and I couldn’t understand why people were sitting there soaking wet. They were chucking themselves off the walkway, letting the water carry them down and then getting out at a cafe. So we did too. It was great, almost like being out of control.
We had a fantastic vacation three years ago when Scott’s niece turned 16 and my niece was 17. We took them to Santorini to show them how much fun you can have without getting into trouble. We had song-and-dance competitions by the pool, and spa baths with champagne, and we took the girls horseback riding on the beach. Then, towards the end, a Greek Olympic gymnast moved into the villa above us. The girls were like, “He is hot!” And Scott and I were like, “Yeah, he is hot!” So we were all trying to jump up and look at him.
Our most recent holiday was a real luxury. We stayed with our best friends in Palm Springs, for sun, eating and shopping. I’d like to go to the Mall of America in Minnesota: it takes four days to get through all the shops. From Palm Springs, we flew up to Seattle. Don’t laugh – this sounds so cheesy – but I went to the original Starbucks. It’s a warehouse with a coffee bar, but it bugged me that they no longer used the original coffee machines. Scott and I are aeroplane nerds, so we went to the Boeing aircraft facility and did a tour of the 777 production line. Then we drove up to Vancouver. The bay is stunning. For Scott’s birthday treat, I hired a seaplane to fly to Cypress Mountain. I don’t like flying. I was sitting in the front and the pilot kept saying, “If this goes wrong, you do this and this.” I was like, “Dude, don’t even start!” We came to two peaks, the guy tilted the plane and flew right between them. I could see what brand of jacket the skiers below were wearing. I kind of crapped myself, but it was amazing. From there, we went to Whistler and spent 10 days snowboarding.
The first time I skied was when Scott and I followed the pioneers’ wagon-train route across the United States. We ended up in Lake Tahoe, but I didn’t let on to Scott that I hadn’t skied. He went down one side of the mountain and I went down the other, not realising it was a black run. The wind was picking up, it was snowing and I had visions of hitting a cliff – being overdramatic. I gave him hell for leaving me. After that, I did smaller runs to get my ski legs.
We went through a phase of doing American-history trips. Scott’s the map-reader; I do the driving. We like finding things people normally wouldn’t see, such as Carhenge, which is American folk pop art in Nebraska. I like cars, Scott likes Stonehenge: perfect. It’s mostly old Cadillacs embedded in the ground. We stayed in what, when I was a kid, we called Psycho hotels. I remember my dad telling exciting stories of places we’d visit, so when Scott and I took my niece and nephew, I’d pull off on a side road and pretend the car had died. We’d create this whole story and the kids would be saying, “Please start the engine, Uncle John!”’
Не сказать Скотту, что не умеешь кататься на лыжах - вот это доставило. Это так по-ДБшному. История про олимпийца - тоже пять!
Я неугомонный - вот почему я всегда работаю - и я должен думать о различных составляющих отдыха, когда Скотт и я отправляемся в отпуск. Первые дни отдыха это расслабление: пляж, бассейн, возможно некоторые спа-штучки. После этого мы должны сделать что-то для культурного отдыха Скотта. И мы смотрим на обломки камней. Скотт архитектор, и он называет это руинами. Еще мы делаем рискованные вещи, такие как сноуборд и катание на водных лыжах - хотя мой контракт не позволяют мне этого на данный момент.
Я люблю адреналин. Если кто-то собирается прокатиться на водном мотоцикле в одно время со мной, я спрошу о возможности устроить гонку и может быть, даже поставлю на кон что-нибудь вроде выпивки в баре. Это интересно, и вы знакомитесь с людьми. Давным-давно, мы со Скоттом катались на водном мотоцикле вместе во Флориде, я сделал 360-градусный поворот, и не понял, что он слетел. Мои мысли были: «Что он делает в воде?» Скотт сказал: «Ты скинул меня!» Он был в порядке, но все же это было слегка пугающе, и больше он не участвует в гонках.
Турки, кажется, не подозревают о существовании правил безопасности, почти как я. Когда мы жили в Калкане, мы отправились в ущелье Саклыкент, где можно пересечь подвесной веревочный мост из бревен над стремительным потоком воды. Река протекает мимо всех этих кафе, и я не мог понять, почему люди сидели там мокрые. Они спрыгивали с тротуара в воду, позволяя нести их вниз по течению, таким образом, покидая кафе. И мы тоже сделали это. Это было здорово, полное отсутствие контроля.
У нас был фантастический отпуск три года назад, племяннице Скотта исполнилось 16 лет, а моей было 17. Мы взяли их на Санторини, чтобы показать им, сколько можно получить удовольствия и при этом не попасть в переделку. У нас были конкурсы песен и танцев у бассейна, и спа ванны с шампанским, и мы брали девочек покататься верхом на лошадях по пляжу. Ближе к концу нашего отдыха над нами поселился олимпийский гимнаст из Греции. Девушки такие: «Он горяч!» и мы со Скоттом: «О, даааа, он горяч!» И мы все пытались подпрыгнуть и посмотреть на него.
Наши последние выходные были действительно роскошны. Мы с нашими лучшими друзьями остановились в Палм-Спрингс, ради солнца, еды и магазинов. Я хотел пойти в Молл Америка в Миннесоте: чтобы обойти в нем все магазины, нужно 4 дня. Из Палм-Спрингс мы вылетели в Сиэтл. Не смейтесь - это звучит мелодраматично, - но я пошел в оригинальный Starbucks. Это супермаркет с кофейным прилавком, но они больше не используются оригинальные кофе машины. Скотт и я фанаты самолетов, поэтому мы отправились на завод Боинг, где провели экскурсию по производственной линии 777. Затем мы поехали в Ванкувер. Залив просто ошеломляющий. На день рождения Скотта я нанял гидроплан, чтобы слетать в Кипарис Маунтин. Я не люблю летать. Я сидел впереди и пилот все повторял: «Если что-то пойдет не так, сделаете это и это». Моя реакция на это была такая: «Чувак, даже не начинай!» Мы шли как раз прямиком на два пика, парень наклонил самолет и полетел прямо между ними. Я мог увидеть, что написано на куртках лыжников внизу. Я чуть не обделался, но это было удивительно. Оттуда мы поехали в Уистлер и провели там 10 дней на сноубордах.
Первый раз я катался на лыжах, когда Скотт и я проследовали по пути пионеров по всей территории Соединенных Штатов. Мы остановились на озере Тахо, я не подавал вида, что никогда не катался на лыжах. Скотт спустился с одной стороны горы, а я с другой, не осознавая, что это опасная затея. Сдувало ветром, был снегопад, и я уже представлял удар об утес - излишне драматично. Я выругался, чтобы меня отпустило. После этого маленькими шагами я проникался доверием к лыжам.
Мы прошли по дороге сотворения американской истории. Скотт – штурман с картой, я водитель. Мы хотели найти вещи, которые люди обычно не видят, такие как Кархендж, центр американского народного поп-арта в штате Небраска. Я люблю автомобили, Скотт любит Стоунхендж: прекрасно. Это наиболее старые Кадиллаки, вкопанные в землю. Мы были там, когда я был ребенком, мы называли это место Психо-отель. Я помню, папа рассказывал захватывающие истории о местах, которые мы посещали, так что когда Скотт и я взяли моих племянницу и племянника, я бы съехал на обочину и притворился, что автомобиль заглох. Мы хотели создать всю эту историю, и дети бы сказали: «Пожалуйста, заведи машину, дядя Джон!»
тссссс, Джон, зачем ты говоришь об этом всем?! а если серьезно, я рада, что у него есть возможность иногда игнорировать условия контракта и отдыхать так, как ему нравится. как им нравится, со Скоттом