Today FSU took us, and I mean the people that went, to Windsor House. In all honestly, I'm really tired of seeing old churches and houses that are basically mansions, with paintings labeled like a museum and rooms color coordinated. I didn't go, instead, I wrote my paper for theatre, which I definitively needed to do and I ran, a lot. Due to the exhaustion from the previous night, I wasn't up for a long run, so I ran in spurts. I went 1.25 miles every hour for 4 hours. It was supposed to be 5 hours, but I decided 5 miles was enough.
The show this night was The Shadow King and it was based off of Shakespeare's King Lear. It was terrible. I can truly say that this was the worst show I've ever had to sit through. I can barely understand actors through their accents, let alone when they're chanting in Swahili. Seriously, half the show was in Swahili and the other half in hard to understand English. I can not tell you anything about it, it was hard to understand, hard to watch, and it was a terrible hour and a a half. I sat between Christian and JT and they both consistently checked their watched, about every 6 minutes.
JT and I took the metro back, but she was meeting with a friend, so I had to switch through stations and lines by myself. I successfully survived my first solo tube ride. I looked like a pro, no one bothered me.
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