Hurray! Free Shakespeare returns to Boston next week! They've begun setting up the stage, and my path to work each morning walks me right past it. I don't know when I became such a geek for this stuff (never stood on a stage in my life), but part of me each morning wants to walk over and just kind of touch it a little bit. In just a few days there's going to be something beautiful there. I may be pissed off that it's such a short run this year, and I may be bummed that it is Midsummer's again, a play that's done in every high school in the land. But you know what? It's Shakespeare, and it's free, and it's so close I can touch it. I do so love this stuff.
My wife and I have already worked out the plan, I'm basically going to just camp out one night next week on my way home from work. I mean, come on, I'm going to walk right past it, how can I not take the opportunity to just plunk myself down on the grass and get a choice spot? Ooo, maybe I'll bring a camera? We'll see if we can arrange a sitter during the weekend so that she can come in and catch a performance as well. The only thing I haven't figured out is getting home, I'm not thrilled about walking back to the train station at 11pm or so. But I'll worry about that later.