Week Two of classes is pretty much over, and I am so lucky to be here learning. Really I am. For once there is no sarcasm in my voice. Honestly I thought it would be harder academically and that everyone would be light years ahead of me, but I'm where I need to be apparently. I fit in nicely. Playwriting is funny though, I know all the American classic plays they don't (ie Raisin in the Sun) They know modern British classics I don't. This sounds self important but now I realize why Kingston has us at all; I'm learning from them, but they are learning from me as well. It's win win.
I'm starting to think and read in my head British accents. Never thought that would happen.
I just saw Henry IV Part 2. A little bit longer, ok much longer, but still great. At first I didn't think its Shakespeare's finest, then we got to Act II. Sigh. Act II. It was brilliant. I love the GLobe because they end every show in a dance. I think every show should always end in dancing.
I am leaving for Sweden tomorrow. Must get back to Waiting for Godot before class tomorrow.
Short and sweet is better than nothing I guess.
Cheers
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