I figure I should get a post out before I leave for Paris for the weekend, because I’m sure that will deserve its own individual post.
On Tuesday night, the group went to see The Phantom of the Opera at Her Majesty’s Theatre in Piccadilly. The Phantom of the Opera was one of the theatre nights I had been looking forward to since the beginning of this semester. My parents took my brother and I (I can’t remember if Ellery was with us or not) to see The Phantom of the Opera in Chicago when we were very small. I think we even went a few times after that, but according to my parents, it had been about 13 or 14 years since I’ve seen The Phantom of the Opera. It was just as enjoyable as I remember it back in the day. The tunes were great, I thought the actors did a great a job, and we had decent seats for one of the most popular shows on stage in London. I’ve made a point to check out the 2004 Joel Schumacher film with Gerard Butler, Emmy Rossum, and Patrick Wilson, simply to see how it stacks up against the stage performance.
We had an early start on Wednesday as the group departed from the flats at 7:00 AM. We drove up to Lacock first, a small village in Wiltshire. We had a short breakfast of pastries and coffee at the Red Lion Inn and explored the village for an hour before we headed off the Bath. Lacock is recognized as being one of the few villages that has remained virtually unchanged by development.
After Lacock, the group got back on the coach and continued on the short drive over to Bath, which was absolutely beautiful. Despite the cloudy weather, I still had a great time touring the Roman Baths and had a delicious lunch in a nearby pub with a small group of good friends. The Baths were quite fascinating. The man-hours and level of engineering and planning that went into the construction of these facilities is baffling. The fact that some of the smaller structures are still intact is beyond impressive.
After Bath, we proceeded on to Stonehenge. Stonehenge was much smaller than I imagined it would be, nevertheless, it was certainly a spectacle to behold. Seeing Stonehenge up close and personal was one of those experiences where I couldn’t believe what I was seeing. For me, Stonehenge was something that I remember learning about in grade school, and now, here I was looking at it. The skies cleared up for our time at Stonehenge, which ended the trip on a high note.
Wednesday was a great time, and I’m glad the group was able to experience everything we did that day.
I’m sitting at school writing this now. The Introduction to Theatre class just ended, and the class was rehearsing our short scripts for the final “performance” in two weeks. My friend and flatmate, Andy and I are working together to perform a scene from Five Visions of the Faithful (I am the Knife) by Torben Betts. Here’s a description from the script…
“Five Visions of the Faithful is a series of short plays which explore the concept and applications of cruelty. I am the Knife is set within a prison and the Inmate (Andy) is an enemy of the state who has been sentenced to death. He is visited by the Priest (Me) who tries to persuade him to sign a confession in order to save his life and be freed.”
We present our scene to the group on March 29th and I think these performances will indeed be recorded… So I’ll try to get a copy of ours and put it up on the blog.
If I can’t get a post up while I’m in Paris, I’ll be sure to write as soon as I return to London.
Thanks for reading! See you all very soon.