Friday, June 3, 2016

Thursday in Stratford upon Avon

I woke up this morning and wrote my rough draft of my final paper. Yay for progress! We left at noon for Stratford, and I brought my laptop along so I could edit my paper. That did not happen. Instead, we played heads up the entire way there. I don't have pictures because we played on my phone, but it was a blast.

When we arrived I was feeling kind of nauseous, which was lame, but we walked through Anne Hathaway's cottage and gardens. It was cool, but the upstairs floors were really sketchy (they are hundreds of years old) and so I didn't stay up there long.









Then we walked into the city, well the town, and were set free to do what we wanted. We chose to grab food at the Cornish Bakery, which was delicious! It also closed right after we ate there, so good thing we grabbed food first. Then walking down the street we discovered that basically everything closes down at 5 o'clock. We had 2 hours until the performance we were going to started, so we basically walked around in the cold and wandered for 2 hours. Not that it wasn't nice, but it was pretty cold and we would have preferred to have something to do.




Shakespeare's Birthplace

Eventually it came time to go to the play, which was Hamlet put on by the Royal Shakespeare Company. It was set in the West Indies, but modern, and oh my gosh it was amazing. I literally could rave about it for hours and hours and hours. I loved it. Luckily Jacque felt the same, so I could fan girl with her after the show. It was so so great. So great. Not everybody loved it, but I thought it was brilliant. Then we had a 2 hour coach ride home, got home at 1am and I crashed into my bed.

3 comments:

Kelly said...

Did your production of Hamlet really look like a crowds between a stage play and a color run?

Jennifer said...

That was not nearly enough information about the play! Why was it so amazing?!! And what is the style of home, with the brown strips on cream walls, called? Is it unique to the town or the time period? It always makes me think Shakespeare.

Kelly said...

*...a Cross between...