I left you last time by saying that on Tuesday night I was going to go see a production of Tennessee William's "Cat on a Hot Tin Roof" starring, among others, James Earl Jones. Simply put, the show was fantastic. If you have never seen or read the play I highly suggest renting a copy of the 1958 film starring Elizabeth Taylor and Paul Newman to get a taste of the play.
But the show was playing in the Novello Theatre in London's Theatre District in the West End. It truly is a beautiful city. And the Theatre District does not disappoint either. Alleys upon alleys filled with theaters of all sizes. You can find all the big shows (Avenue Q, Le Mis, Wicked, Pricilla, etc...) but there is no end to the smaller shows you can see as well. But I digress, back to the show I attended.
James Earl Jones sold me his role of an old, rough, plantation owner from the moment he stepped on stage. There was a very evident display of dominance in his character punctuated by moments of extreme childish pain. Now I don't mean 'childish' in the immature sense, but the innocent pain of a child that has experienced the bitter side of life. I could go on for pages about his character and then more for all the others but I will stop myself here.
Before the show we spent some time wandering through the West End and the South Banks. Nothing too extensive, but we got a pretty nice taste for the city. It's history and personality is truly something to behold.
Wednesday I hoped on a train in the Middle of a 'Blizzard' and made my way to Colchester. Now when I say 'blizzard' I use it entirely in the British sense, more of a mist than anything else really. It was really funny to see the people in London freak out over what they thought was a terrible storm.
But I got to Colchester fine, it was just an hour long train ride. My accommodations are rather typical, a single room on a flat with 16 others. It is rather interesting combination of dorm and apartment living.
Well I must quit, I have orientation meetings to
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