I had the most incredible day this past Sunday. Graham and I went to Stratford on Avon via a vintage steam train. The travel time was over 4 hours each way and worth every minute. It was a great way to take my mind off the fact that home is just a week away. Once again I brought the "Canadian Factor", it was pouring rain when we left Grimsby but cleared by the time we got to Stratford. There were tourists everywhere despite what you might think when you see the pictures, buses and buses of tourists.
Birmingham train station.
Steam train that brought us.
Beautiful Tudor style buildings.
Shakespeare's birthplace from the front.
Library
One of only 200 original portfolio's by Shakespeare.
Inside Shakespeare's birthplace. There was something about knowing that Shakspeare actually touched the floor/walls that you were now touching. One woman actually lay down on the floor. Only the flagstones in the sitting room were original but the walls/windows…… all 450+ yrs worth of history. I had my own moment, I had to call Maureen(fellow teacher of english) while I was there, I was bursting with excitement.
In the tannery his father used.
The boy's bedroom.
The parent's bedroom, the children would stay with the parents until 5 years of age.
The back of the house and gardens.
Actors throughout the gardens.
Inside Harvard House.
Over the door of HSBC bank.
Shakespeare's "new home" was closed for renovations.
Back of Hall's Croft, Shakespeare's daughter Suzanna lived here.
Inside of the Holy Trinity Church where Shakespeare and his family are buried.
The park. Being here was just like being at Stratford Ontario.
Back we go.
Only 5 days to go.
