The Hangover Week. The Awake Addict and his Road to Recovery.

One of these two is a ferocious beast filled with physical power and elegant majesties. The other is a lion.

I will begin by first relating what might be very blasphemous for all of you to hear. The sad a simple fact is that I fall asleep during almost every single show I see here in London...... And while I have seen close to 20 shows already you might just say that I am getting bored with theater and that might be the cause. Quite the oppostie.  

Reality is that (contrary to my picture above) I am just simply exhausted beyond any mortal comprehension. Yes, I know that we are all exhausted all the time, but we are seldom "every morning at 6:00 walk about a million miles through London and get back and exert mental strength to the limit by doing homework and deep play analysis and bed by 1:00 every day for five straight weeks!" kind of tired. And this goes the same for all the students here with me. We're all starting to feel our initial excitement and energy for London dying out. It's natural, but what we wouldn't give for a day of recuperation.

To make things worse it is about 1:00 in the morning right now I have to be packed and ready for a three day trip into Stratford tomorrow by 6:45.

Now please don't get me wrong, I could not be more lucky or satisfied with everything that I have been able to do. I have lived more in these five weeks than I have in many of my years past. But all that living comes at a cost of energy and liveliness. With that said I have dubbed this past week as my "hangover" week as I have felt the effects of busy Ireland travel and hope that I'll be out of it for my Stratford travel. But with all this going on I am sorry to report that this post will not have as much detail due to the fact that I just need to get some freakin' sleep.

I will be posting pictures with description and hopefully I can add in more narration later.

Hahaha...diversity....

The greatest show of all time. If you don't like this musical then you are not human and I hope you die.

A dream come true for me. In yo face, Fantine!

The Shire.
Or just a country walk in the beautiful landscape.

Hard Rock Cafe, London!
(John Lennon guitars in the background...naturally)

Beauty in one of its purest forms.

Essence and religion.

Just me and Whiskers hanging out.

Adventure Island!
We were feeling we needed to get a little American.

My life is great, my life is awesome, my life is the best, by life is full of adventure, and my life is full of falling asleep at the computer right now. I have concluded that my I am not over my hangover and must retire to my best at once. But this week "recovery" week will be met by a week full of Castles, Dungeons, Shakespeare's grave, and of course the Royal Shakespeare Company. I am off to bed and off to Stratford. Now do yourself a favor and go to bed too and don't wake up till next week when I have a new post filled with description and excitement; cuz heaven knows I want to do that.

Zzzzzzzzzzz,

                            - Lancaster Spear