War Horse: I was in tears the moment it started. The young horse was a miracle of movement. And the adult horses were overwhelming—and the sounds added so very much. The vocalizations, the footsteps, the breathing added so much to the performance, words do not suffice. The handlers, the staging, the tank, the set—it is supreme theatre and now I want to see Book of Mormon.
And I came home able to see stars. Perhaps it will not rain tomorrow, but geez Louise, the prices and the crowds here are absolutely overwhelming. I could not live here; I even think that staying too long would be enjoyable. The tubes are THICK with people; it is a piece of cake to get around, but I feel like a rat in a maze.
Almost midnight and not tired, whereas at home, I'd be comatose by now.
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