We had to beat feet to get from the top of the Bruce peninsula to Stratford in time for lunch and our 2PM play. Stratford may be the most livable town I've seen. Population 32,000 with world class theatre, restaurants and shopping. What more can an Iowa boy from the back of beyond hope for. If you you don't like Stratford, you may want to take a good look at your standards; they are either wrong or set way too high.
We pulled into one of the festival's parking lots along the Avon river. It has swans that hissed at Lena and about 2 miles of beautifully landscaped picnic places. We simply parked and set up for the night. This allowed us to spend some time with the dogs before walking to the theatre and seeing Phedre. We are seeing 8 plays over the next 5 days, but my bet is that we've already seen the best. It was only 2 hours long so we were able to walk to Bradshaws, a kitchen and entertaining store, I guess. I spent most of the time looking over the vast selection of wine glasses. They carry 5 different lines ranging from very good to Reidel. Melodee at least made it back to the kitchen equipment section, but we really needed more time to explore this wonderland. We picked up some plastic wine glasses to replace those in the camper; we were down to 2 and the base on one was cracked.
Stratford is home to the North American Culinary Institute and hosts a lot of upscale tourists each day. No wonder it can support a concentration of fine restaurants that likely can only be matched by New York City. We picked one and headed off for dinner before seeing our second play, “The Importance of Being Earnest” by Oscar Wilde. Wildly funny with stunning sets, it was a great end to our first day in Stratford.
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