Yesterday we arrived in Ashland around 4 p.m. The road trip was beautiful and educational. During the drive I learned basic things about the Shasta Volcano in Northern Cali, I learned about the state of Jefferson (a state that was almost formed in Northern California and southern Oregon) and a lot about my aunt and uncle’s history.
When we arrived at the hotel I asked my aunt what sort of attire was appropriate for the play and for the pre-performance that we were heading for. She told me that the majority of the people would be dressed in hippy attire. That was very true. Never before have I seen so many genuine hippies in one place, and of all ages too. I was surprised at myself to realize how much the hippies, with their earthy clothes, tanned bodies and hairy armpits, intrigued me.
The night’s performances were good. First a foreign band, made up of five men in their late 50s played Celtic Rock. They were good. “Love’s Labour’s Lost” was well done. It had a surprising musical twist that I especially appreciated.
The travels continue today as planned. My aunt and uncle are now loading up the SUV with the luggage and we will soon be off to Portland.