Sunday my roomie (Alicia) and I hopped a bus and went to Stratford for the afternoon. What a fabulous decision. Not only were we pleasantly surprised by a reduced bus rate, we were utterly awestruck by the beauty of Stratford in the fall. No Shakespeare plays thank you, we were there to take in the town, walk along the river, sit in the cemetary and gaze at the swans. We also snapped a good number of photographs. Afternoon luncheon was spent at Anne Hathaway's Tea Room - which was quintessentially quaint. No trip to Stratford would be complete without a little Shakespeare, however, and so we did visit the supposed birthplace, which has become a fascinating and interactive museum. My favorite part of the day, though, was finding an outward, physical expression for my internal spiritual and intellectual journey. Knowing I am on a metaphoric quest is one thing, feeling the manifestation of it through walking leaf-laden paths and discovering hidden streams is quite another. I think that perhaps all weekends should involve this kind of get away from life.
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