Oops. I meant to set aside time to write before today, but no. It hasn't been hectic here. Maybe if it was I'd have been better organized. Not that I'm complaining.
In a few minutes I head out to Stansted airport to go to Greece for a friend's wedding, on Crete. Nikos (a classmate here) asked about 7 of us to come from Lispa to do a short play at the party after his wedding next Saturday. So this week we devise and rehearse, and enjoy being in Greece. Then a few days in Athens before going home for two weeks. And the Great Minnesota Get-Together (a.k.a., the state fair). I think we get the chance to see some Aeschylus this week, then deep-fried everything-under-the-sun on a stick a week later in St. Paul. Experiencing the breadth of human culture I am.
Speaking of cultcha, I've been able to see some quality theatre lately: Helen Mirren in "Phedre" at the National, and Mark Rylance in "Jerusalem" at the Royal Court, which was one of the best performances I think I've ever seen. And a second helping of Godot squeezed in between, which was even better than the first time.
I'll have to write more about those later. But for now, off to the airport...
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