Bye Bye Park
On Friday night... one of the masts broke. Considering that the play opens on a ship, it's sort of important, even if it's only used in the first 10 mins of the play. The people "exciting" the sail (ship in a storm hence the Tempest) put the sail in the pond and left (always look like it's meant to happen).
Also I found out that Denis Tuohy was rather busier than his IMBD profile suggests.
Saturday, rounded the corner of the garners yard to find a large table prepared with food and flowers (still in the pots, borrowed from the growing areas the garnders use). It's a nice way to send us off.
Show went well (we finally got all the timing right) and the partying began.
Sunday... lying down a lot...
I'd like to say I'll miss the park, but I won't. Being forced to be in a place means you usually don't want to see it for some time afterwards. I expect the memories to get rosey some time next month.