Stratford Upon-Avon

Stratford Upon-Avon is a splendid, quaint town with character and not entirely spoiled by tourism. Our class visited Anne Hathaway’s home and amused ourselves by picking apples whose rich colors were too tantalizing. The women held out this time, Michael, the man, caused our fall from propriety by stealing and partaking of the first fruit.

We went to Shakespeare’s birthplace which appeares contrived and dare I say…modern? We hurried to the church to pay our respects to the bard’s grave, but alas the church was closed. We consoled ourselves by walking around the brilliant church grounds.

That night we attended a fantastic production of Love’s Labor Lost. Berowne stole the show and my heart. All forty of us girls drooled as we watched the master thespian woo us while he wooed his lady. The actor’s name is David Tennant. He’s Scottish and his accent can be described in one word: sexy. For those who have not heard of him, he is Barty Crouch Junior in Harry Potter. Now why did we not think he was cute before? He is creepy in his role of Harry Potter and you have to see the man on stage to and experience his oozing charisma and charm. He also is staring in the RSC production of Hamlet with Patrick Stewart; the reviews are so positive that it is completely sold out. I would do anything for tickets, but it seems impossible. Some tickets are selling for a few hundred pounds apiece.

There are some who wonder why we continue to laud Shakespeare’s name. They find his language archaic, too difficult to be enjoyable. To those people I will say that there is a reason we continue to read Shakespeare. If you attended the performance I saw you would have instantly seen the value of his plays. Seeing a quality Shakespearean performance will transcend you! A wonderful ending to a brilliant day.

I love Shakespeare and David Tennant!