Living La Vida London: Day 18

The amount of time I've spent thinking about how much I don't want to write my paper far outweighs the amount of time I've actually spent writing it. This is how I've come to find that taking a really serious class while on a study abroad is a terrible idea, granted I never would have met some of the people I met during this course otherwise, but I really wish I would have taken a different course so I wouldn't get so angry about having to write a paper about stuff I don't frankly care for at the moment. So yeah, this is another way of not writing my paper.

I also managed to avoid writing my paper by going getting off the Tube at Picadilly Circus and going to see the closest show to the tube stop: The 39 Steps. I had heard of the show and sort of wanted to see it, but this sealed the deal for me. I was about an hour early for the show, so I went to a store and looked around before entering. This is a gorgeous and very old theatre (1873).

Hitchcock is one of my favorite filmmakers, but I have yet to see all of his work. I knew that this was one of his early films, so I figured that it couldn't be that bad. I was correct in that assumption. It was hilarious and the cast was insanely talented. If I ever have the chance to direct something, I think this is something I would consider directing! If you're in London, come see this play- it's family friendly as well. 

As I usually do, I stayed after outside the stage door to take pictures with the parts of the cast I could grab before they left. The first is a fetching photo of myself and Stephen Critchlow. We were obviously completely ready for the photo to be taken. He was very touched that I wanted a picture with him and was talking basically the entire time I was trying to get a photo with him... he's a nice guy.

This dashing fellow's name is Adam Jackson-Smith and he played the title role of Richard Hannay and was very cordial. The dude is a brilliant actor and the play is actually very physical, but he decides to be friendly to the environment and ride his bike to and from the theatre every night. Actors and their quirks...

So now I'm back in my room typing this and wishing that I didn't have to write about things that I don't really care about right now. I would honestly never write another essay again if I'm being honest. I cannot wait for the day when my essay writing is over and I can write what I want all day long!

To end this, I give you the neon sign I pass every day on my way to the Tube station. I would buy it, but I don't have room and I don't think my mum would have a place to put it. (It's also missing a comma.)