Amsterdam

Well, before I get to Amsterdam... I have some other things to talk about. Billy Elliot. Amazing show. Maybe my favorite one so far. I have never seen such talented children in my entire life. They were really incredible. There is this one scene where young Billy Elliot and his imaginary older self dance together and it gave me goosebumps. I cried because it was sad and I cried because I was laughing so hard. That was Wednesday night. Thursday, we had class all morning and then went to the Open Air Theatre in Regents Park to see Twelfth Night. It was... not my favorite. Olivia messed up half her lines and would then repeat them to correct her mistakes. It probably didn't help that we were sitting in the direct sun for the first half of the show, but I just wasn't that impressed. It seems like the actors at the Globe really know their stuff, where the actors in this show were not at that same level. But we had a lovely picnic lunch in the park with Val beforehand, which was a good time. Afterwards, Noelle, Kurt and I booked it to the tube station to catch the train to the airport.