.: so comes snow after fire :.

And we're back with the second part! The last time we saw our heroes we had just spent the whole of saturday strolling around the city, shopping and eating (so much eating). The evening approached, and our two heroines reach the Globe, where a certain tempest is approaching...



( And keep the crickets cheerful/They're really a solemn bunch/Hustle, bustle/And only an hour for lunch )

Third and final part here.

I'm ashamed to realize I still haven't done an official entry for my next trip. Drumroll, please.

On June 14th I'm leaving for London, in the company of the lovely space_oddity_75. We'll be enjoying a weekend of fine theatre, three performances in three days. It's going to be awesome. First, on friday, we'll be at Trafalgar Studios for The Hothouse with John Simm. John Simm. In a theatre. I will never be prepared enough. I'll probably hyperventilate the whole evening.

On saturday and on sunday we'll be at the Globe for The Tempest with Roger Allam as Prospero, the reason why we decided to organize this trip. We're going to be in Shakespeare's theatre, watching Roger Freaking Allam in one of my favourite Shakespeare plays. This is not only a dream come true (Roger Allam in a theatre), but a childhood dream (a Shakespeare play in a theatre) inside another childhood dream (a play in the Globe), it's an Inception of my wildest and oldest dreams.

And yes, we're going both on saturday evening and for the matinée on sunday. Roger Allam. Prospero. My brain short-circuits everytime I think about it.

It's going to be one of the most amazing experiences of my life, and it's all thanks to you, space_oddity_75! I will never be able to thank you enough, dear! You probably already own my soul, just so we're clear.