What my day is like depends on where I am.
If I’m on location on some island, we usually get up at four in the morning to set up. By seven thirty, we’re on the beach working until noon, then we rest. It’s not exactly a vacation.
I was coming back from Tel Aviv recently, and we had forty minutes of bumps. I got so scared I grabbed a paper and pen and put them in my pocket, just in case we crashed and I needed to write a letter from wherever we landed.
But bread is different. I come from Czechoslovakia, where we eat lots of it, so it’s hard to say no. I can’t even have one piece, because when I start, I don’t stop.
When you’re comfortable with someone, you don’t look for anyone else.
For exercise, I now run with my chocolate Lab puppy, Oscar.
Flying is awful, there’s nothing to do when you’re up in the air. I bloat up, my skin gets dry, and when we hit turbulence, I’m terrified.