We made it out of Dublin (whew!) to the airport, flew to London, picked up our rental car, and finally got to our lodging in Stratford about 8:30 PM. Another score... the B&B was quaint and homey and located close to most everything of interest. We would have only a couple of hours in the morning to look around before having to head north to the Scottish High Country. By the time we made it around the corner to find something to eat, there weren't many people on the streets and, being the only people in the restaurant, we had an excellent Chinese meal, one of the best meals we've had on the trip. We were so tired that we didn't even mind having twin beds in our room! We slept readily and soundly, had a nice breakfast, then set out to see what we could see.
The town is very touristy, of course, but has good vibes, and wasn't insanely crowded. Shakespeare's original birthplace is right downtown in the midst of all the shops, as is the modern theater. It was a beautiful, sunny day and we wished we could spend more time, but we had reservations up north for tonight.
The modern Shakespeare Theater on the banks of the Avon, and some fair maiden taking a photo. We could see the theater from the third floor aerie of our B&B...
Alas, poor Yorick! Where be your gibes now? Your gambols? Your songs? Your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? That this fair maiden would a sweet o'er your hollow countenance? Thine constancy hath left thee unattended!
The river was filled with long, narrow, river boats. House boats. These people are here for the upcoming Shakespeare Festival. They are a club of retirees who all own these river boats and spend much of their time on the waterways of England. The folks pictured below were happy to tell us all about it, and to pose for a photo with their boats.
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