For the last five years, I have been talking about going to see Shakespeare in the Park in San Francisco. This Sunday, I finally got to do it. The play was The Tempest.

I expected it to be crowded, because, Come on! Free Shakespeare!, so Kyle, Marcia, Dave, and I got to the Presidio early to get a good spot. However, there were very few people there, so we spread out a blanket and had a picnic and talked. Eventually, Justin and Stephanie joined us as well.

The play was great. I had the usual problem of disorientation that I have with Shakespeare–what is going on? who are these people? etc.–and then I got into it. At one point, some of the wild parrots that live in the area flew overhead and landed in a palm tree. They sounded like children laughing.

Afterwards, we all went out for crepes. They were delicious. While we ate, I had fun with my old Olympus camera, which I had abandoned for my newer Canon. I discovered I missed it a lot.

Stephanie, me, and Marcia reflected in a mirror

Kyle and a blurry Justin. Justin is a maniac!

Justin and Dave, also reflected in the mirror.

The End.