This last bridge of September 11 we have returned to London. I already explained that in July we were looking forward to seeing a couple of plays and leave here my surprise that this was my birthday present.
The idea was to concentrate the two works on Friday, September 11 and, seeing the schedules, we decided to leave Thursday with Easyjet from terminal 2 of the Prat airport (phantom terminal since the new T1 has been inaugurated). The flight left at 9:55 p.m. from Barcelona and arrived at 11:15 p.m. at Stansted airport. Our idea was to take the train to Liverpool Street and there, if all went well, we would take the last subway. But of course, the man proposes and Easyjet has, and the flight left Barcelona with more than an hour late. That made us have to rethink how to get downtown, since Liverpool Street was too far from our hotel to go by taxi. When we finally arrived at Stansted and passed the eternal passport control, we went to the Easybus counter to buy the tickets, but they were sold out. With a little panic we went to the National Express counter and luckily they had seats for the coach that left in 15 minutes to Victoria Station. The coach cost us 10 pounds and was very modern and comfortable (with leather seats). The bad thing is that when you enter London makes several stops and in the end you arrive at Victoria Station an hour and a half later. From Victoria Station to Earls Court (where our hotel was) there are only 4 subway stops and, although we were already resigned to paying a fortune for the taxi, surprisingly the race only cost us 13 pounds. At the airport we notify Windsor House B&B that we would be late and told us to ring the bell and that they would open us. After about five minutes of knocking, an average Korean in pajamas came out and legainous to open the door and give us the key to our room. This time the room had a shower but no toilet, which for a meona like me is a roll, because during the night I got up to pee twice and on top of that the bathroom was on the top floor. Total, that in the end we got into bed at 2.30 am London time, 3.30 Spanish time.The next morning we had an Olympic breakfast, we got up at 10 in the morning and surprisingly with a sunny day. A novelty for me, since on the previous two trips to London it rained and it made me cold. So we took the opportunity to visit Hyde Park. Hyde Park is huge. I don't know if it's bigger than Central Park, but it's very vast. We were walking through the gardens, by the lake and after an hour and a peak in which I ended up with a little tired legs, we went to see the first play of the day.
At 2 noon the work "As you like it" began (As you like, 1599 approx.) In the Globe theater. The Globe Theater is located next to the Tate Modern and is a replica of the original theater where Shakespeare's plays were performed. The truth is that when I entered the theater I was silent. It's a pass because it seems to transport you to another era with its wooden boxes and outdoors. Luckily, you can rent a cushion for 1 pound so that the two and a half hours on a wooden bench become more bearable. The work, which is not my favorite of the author, was very well interpreted and was quite fun. What I liked most was the interaction of the actors with the space. You can see the work standing in the pit for 5 pounds or buy a seat, the price of which ranges between 15 and 33 pounds. We bought the tickets weeks before through their website and sent them home.