Today was a free day! We did not have class today and could choose whatever we wanted to do in the city of London. Naturally, most of us slept in because we stay out too late and don’t get enough sleep. Many of us were awake or at least in a zombie-like state by noon and out the door by 1. Progress.
Sammy, Britta, Bao, and I had quite the mission; we needed to get tickets for Wicked, get tickets at Shakespeare’s Globe Theater, go to Greenwich, and be back in time for the show at 7:30. SPOILER ALERT: we did it.
Getting tickets for Wicked was pretty easy. We went there a couple of weeks ago only to find out to our disappointment that getting tickets the day of the show was next to impossible. We landed ourselves some pretty decent seats for Tuesday’s performance at 7:30 p.m. (I can’t wait!). Then we headed to the Globe; for only £5 we were able to get tickets! More on that in a minute.
Next we took the tube to Greenwich, which was roughly 30 minutes away or 7 tiny naps amongst strangers linked together by tube stops. We walked around the city for a while before finally discovering a park. In case you were not aware, the pigeons are awful in the UK. By awful I mean everywhere. Everywhere we have been has been overrun by pigeons; Greenwich was no exception. I don’t mind them in the states but they are so comfortable with humans here that they aren’t afraid to get really close (which I hate). So, I thought it would be a good idea to throw a rock at a pigeon. I spotted a rock and then bent down to pick it up. Rather than picking up a rock, I picked up wet bird poop. How’s that for karma? No rock was thrown and hands were washed…several times. Brilliant.
Sammy and Britta ate at the Greenwich food market; I had a Coke. We tried getting into the Maritime Museum, which looked really interesting, but to our dismay it closed at 5 p.m. Womp womp. After that disappointment, we made it down to the beach and skipped rocks for a while admiring the pretty scenery, even though it was rather cloudy. For whatever reason, it’s always been a goal of mine to pick seashells off of a beach. I vacationed in San Francisco last summer and even though I was able to get to a beach, I couldn’t find any nice seashells. They were either broken or really hard to find. Low and behold, Greenwich (of all places) had seashells! Needless to say, I picked up a few for safekeeping and went on my merry way. I wish we would’ve had more time in Greenwich; but due to our busy schedule, we had to get going.
We hurried back to the Globe Theater in order to get in line for All’s Well That Ends Well! The theater is extraordinary. It was built in 1997 with the intent to be an exact replica of the same theater from 1599. Yes, the same theater that William Shakespeare helped found! They offer standing tickets for £5. Standing for the entirety of a 2 hour show sounds like torture, right? Wrong. Well, having done it, it still sounds like torture but I can assure you that it’s totally worth it! You get to lean against the stage and be inches away from the actors. Several times I thought I was going to be hit by the swords attached to the actors’ sides. The theater doesn’t have a roof on it so you’re pretty much outside during the performance (talk about authenticity!); while I did get chilled by the end of the show, the experience was amazing.
The play was marvelous. The title of this post refers to a line spoken by a male character who, rather than openly cry in public and degrade his masculinity, says, “Mine eyes smell onions!”–very funny. This show received good reviews from everywhere in London. I tend to be pretty picky about Shakespeare, or any theatre for that matter. That being said, I agree with the critics–a fabulous night of theatre indeed. Even though the tall man standing behind me with bad breath annoyed me from time to time, the outstanding performances by many of the actors and the atmosphere of the Globe made this evening out extra enjoyable.
Continuing with the onion theme, mine eyes are also starting to smell onions. Many of us are getting rather glum because our time in London is coming to an end. This month has been one I will never forget. London is an amazing city that offers the world so much. While I don’t think living here, although very tempting, suits my life’s ambitions, I do plan on returning one day to the city that changed my life. If you have never been, I strongly suggest you make it a part of your bucket list.
Thanks to all those that made this trip possible!
–Andrew