| The encroaching jungle is slowly reclaiming this neglected oasis of a once grand hotel on the Mexican cliffs. The deck of the verandah sits in a sultry, suffocating heat, with steep wooden stairs to the beach leading down into the orchestra pit. The surrounding foliage spills out into the audience, threatening to claim it as its own. The sound of the rainstorm on the tin roofs echoes through the swaying palms and vines. Louvered doors and windows to each cubicle reveal the private moments of each character. |
| Andrea Bechert is a member of United Scenic Artists * IATSE Local USA829* |

