I woke up on the floor of Aubrey's flat once more and then headed back to London for my last couple of days. I dropped off my things and headed out directly for my afternoon showing at the Globe. I was really excited so I ended up there rather early and so walked around to see what I could. I went into the Tate Modern, which is not really my thing, but I saw the most hilarious sign by the elevator...
The Globe
I had tried to wait some time, but I still at the theater rather early and ended up spending my time chatting with two fun people. A Canadian man and a British woman (both probably in their 40s) ended up sitting at my table. We talked about the play we were about to see and all the plays they have seen. The Canadian man was a play junky. He comes across the pond 4 times a year for about a month of seeing multiple plays a day. It was absolutely amazing to see how much he knew and enjoyed the theater. They gave me some great advice about getting a cushion to sit on.
I had tried to wait some time, but I still at the theater rather early and ended up spending my time chatting with two fun people. A Canadian man and a British woman (both probably in their 40s) ended up sitting at my table. We talked about the play we were about to see and all the plays they have seen. The Canadian man was a play junky. He comes across the pond 4 times a year for about a month of seeing multiple plays a day. It was absolutely amazing to see how much he knew and enjoyed the theater. They gave me some great advice about getting a cushion to sit on.
The Globe is smaller than I thought it would be, but it makes for a wonderfully personal performance. You are not allowed take pictures once the actors our on the stage, so here are the ones of just the crowd and building.
I liked the ceiling.
I was rather happy to be there as you can see. The only thing that could have made it better would have been to have Aubrey with me. I had left her only that morning and yet already missed her. Traveling alone is just not quite the same as sharing all the new experiences with someone close to you.
The stage entrance close to me where I enjoyed so many actors coming out to perform for me.
So close to the stage even if you are sitting that I was literally living in the play. As you can a post is kind of in the way, but it made no difference for my experience. It is a truth of the atmosphere of theater that as soon as the players began I was no longer in 2012 England but in 1588 and sitting in the same theater as Queen Elizabeth and all of the royal court listening to the newest play by this William Shakespeare character called "The Taming of the Shrew." I will never forget my personal time travel trip.
After the play ended I headed to The Anchor a famous pub just down the road. It was very comfy and had fantastic food. I was there rather early so the service wasn't fast but it didn't matter in the slightest. I had the fun of watching all the people around the room and listening to just what they had to say and do.
Doesn't it look cozy and very British!
The box.
My view.
After I ate I headed back to my hotel room to relax. Not only was it not as fun to travel alone, I didn't feel overly confident with my ability to navigate and my feeling of safety alone on the streets in such a big city. So I drew a wonderful bath and laid down to my journal and the TV where I found Murder, She Wrote, Poirot, and Mrs. Marple. What a happy experience! And a lovely rest that night.
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