Hell isn't warm, it's cold and wet. I know. I've been there.

Today, we began our journey by going on a lovely "Shakespeare walk". Why it is called that, I do not know. Most of the things had nothing to do with Shakespeare, but we went anyway. We saw some fun things like London Bridge; although, the actual London Bridge is apparently in Arizona. After the walk, we went to see that "Scottish play" or Macbeth and the Globe Theatre (not the actual globe theatre; it's also a remake). The play was fantastic! Their concept was all about Hell, and there was this picture with heads stuck in the ground (living ones), and those were people in Hell. So, we were groundlings (standing in front of the stage), and there was a big black cloth covering most of the groundlings areas. There were holes in cloth that the audience members had to stick there heads through, so we were the heads/people in Hell! It was so cool. The actors would come down into "Hell" and interact with us and such. Lexy (my friend who was in the hole next to me) was terrified of the witches, so every time they would come near us she would ask if she could hold my hand. One time she squeezed so hard, I thought she was going to break my hand. Then it started to sprinkle, and then rain, and then poor. There was so much rain! And hail. The funniest part was when McDuff ran on staging yelling, "Hail!" Everyone started laugh, and I was thinking, "Why are they lau...oh, hail! I get it! It's hailing!" So the actor did it again and again. It was funny. Then we all went, completely drenched, to the talk back session with two of the actors. My favorite parts were when Lady Macbeth (or rather, the actor who played her) was talking about how she prepared for the role. She said, "I sit backstage with my candle and think about going mad." Then and audience member was asking Lady Macbeth how she was able to separate herself from the role after each show and said, "I wonder how you sleep at night." I thought it was pretty funny.
Afterward, a small group of us went to see Antigone (a greek tragedy). While we were waiting for the house to open, I complained a little to Melissa about my bra still being wet and probably never drying. Christiane over heard and quickly responded, "Love never dries!" For those of you who don't know, Love Never Dies is the sequel to Phantom of the Opera (the play sounds terrible, and Christian and I are both not fans of musicals anyway, so that made it more funny to us). The best part was that Allan immediately chimed in, "Love Never Dries, the sequal to Titanic!" Hilarious. Anyway, the play was interesting. The acting drove me crazy! It was super over the top, high emotion, screaming in your face (literally) the whole time. It was a good experience though.
I finally came home after the play and changed into my nice dry, warm pajamas. My roommate came in, and we really talked to each other for the first time. It was a really nice conversation. I think we'll be spending a lot more time together, hopefully.
Before the play (with heads in hell cloth) After the play (soaking wet!)