Now that I’ve been there, I realise it would be a waste to visit London without seeing a play performed at the Globe. Even on a backpacker’s budget I’m sure one can afford 5 pounds to stand with the rabble surrounding the stage instead of paying up to 37.50 for the seats with the least obstructed views. I had one of perhaps the absolute best seats in the house purely by chance Continue reading
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Nay, an this be hell, I’ll willingly be damn’d here: Doctor Faustus at The Globe Theatre
I Will Fly to Thee: The Keats Museum
I’ve seen his apartment in Rome. I’ve seen his grave there too. And now I’ve seen where my sweet John Keats lived with his friend Charles Brown in Hampstead Heath. I love making these poetic pilgrimages to the places that represent the lives (and deaths) of my favourite wordsmiths. This trip was happier than the one in Rome. This is where Keats lived with his best friend and where he met Fanny Brawne. His life had little happiness, but hopefully Hampstead Heath provided some for him. Continue reading
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