Had another day of class today. Class has now been moved to 9am instead of 8:30 because its easier for the workers in the building. That being said, our class is still getting out at noon so really all this means that we get a half hour more of sleep and half hour less of class. Nailed it. :) Nothing too substantial to report from class, other than that I heard hooves from the street below. Sometiems I have to pinch myself - or look at my computer rather - to remind myself of what time period I'm in.
Today's group event, since we didn't have a play scheduled, was the British Museum. Let me just list a few of the things I saw today:
- Original handwritten manuscript of Beowolf
- Jane Austen's journals
- Napolean Bonaparte letters
- Many English Royalty's letters, prayer books, etc
- Excerpts from Da Vinci's notebooks
- Several original Magna Cartas
- Original Beatles lyrics on envelopes, etc,
- Handel's original handwritten manuscript of the Messiah
- Beethoven's Tuning Fork
- Original handwritten manuscript of The Bolero
- Original handwritten Mozart and Haydn manuscripts
- AND the original handwritten manuscript of Sir Arthur Conan Doyle's short story "The Adventure of the Retired Colourman" in The Case-Book of Sherlock Holmes. I could read his handwriting!
SO AMAZING!!!!!! I am quite positive I looked like a 6 year old child - my mouth was literally open when I saw what it was. Oh so awesome :)
After we left the museum we went around to the renaissance hotel to look into the lobby just because it was so amazingly extravagant. So we had to see what was inside.
Later on we went to King's Cross station and... well....
Yeah. That happened. :D More pictures are coming. RAVENCLAW PRIDE!
After this delightful excursion we took the tube back to the West End and had a bite to eat in Lesicester Square, a fun place called Chiquito's. One of the only places in Lodnon you can get mexican food. I had some great chicken fajitas and churros. It was from here that we literally RAN to the theatre where we had bought tickets to Agatha Christie's The Mousetrap, the longest running play in all of history. It had its 60th anniversary just last year. We walked in as the lights went down. Nailed it ;) It was a perfect example of classic 40's theatre - a great "whodunnit." It reminded me of just how much I adore this genre, not just for the plots but how much I enjoy playing this genre. It made me nostolgic for The Mystery Comedy Murders of 1940. I can't wait for my next whodunnit role.
This was the performance we saw
After the show we all went happily home and now it is time for some rest.
Cheers!
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