I feel like I am in a mix of Shakespeare in Love and Harry Potter. Today, we went to the Globe Theater. Yes, the actual Globe Theater. This is right up my alley, because I not only love theater but also am extremely interested in this era in history. In the 1500s and 1600s, when Shakespeare was really popular with the king and the common people, the Globe Theater was built as a hugeeee open air theater to put on his plays and other plays that were less popular. It's a circular shape, with the stage at the back and seats built into the circular walls (that's where the rich people sat...it costs more to sit). The bare ground is in the middle of the theater, and that's where the poor people (aka all of us) stood for 3 hours to watch the play. Even though I'm short, I could see the stage really well. It was amazing. And this is the same theater from that time period, except that it burned down in the late 1600s I think during a performance of Macbeth. That's why even today it's bad luck to say "Macbeth" before any type of show. I NEVER ever said it when I did musicals and plays in high school. And yeah, they've restored some parts and things like that, but oh man. It was so awesome. I was freaking out the whole time. The play we saw was Henry IV, which was written by Shakespeare. It's basically about the power struggle behind the English throne in the 1500s, and it was in Shakespearan language and all that. But it was really good! And I laughed pretty hard several times. I was kind of scared that I wasn't going to be able to understand what was going on, but I really got into it. The only bad part was when it started to rain in the middle of the show. Since there’s no roof, everyone busted out their rain jackets. I, unfortunately, didn’t have a rain jacket so I borrowed Lauren’s plastic trash-baggy poncho. Yeah, I was styling. You would have been pretty jealous if you had seen me.
Another cool thing that I got to experience was walking across the Millenium Bridge. For those of us that have seen Harry Potter, this is the bridge that the Death Eaters basically destroy in the latest movie. Remember at the very beginning when this walking bridge is made to toss and turn until it breaks over the water? Yes. That bridge. Oh man, I felt pretty legit.
However, when we were making our way back to our flats, somehow Brad and I got separated from the rest of the group. And then, I somehow got separated from Brad. It was kind of tense, just because I was a little worried about everyone making it back. I was perfectly fine; I knew exactly where I was. It just wasn’t necessarily something that I want to happen again.
That night, we all stayed in and did homework. It had piled up mysteriously on us, and we all had soooo much to do. Basically, in the girl’s flat we all sat around the living room or at the kitchen table, trying desperately to understand the foreign language that is the philosophy of religion. Again, I’m not ashamed to say that I’m terrified of that class. Hopefully it’s not as bad as I’m making it out to be.
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