Shakespeare’s Town: Stratford-Upon-Avon

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Ever since I was a young girl, whenever I learned about Shakespeare in school, I always remembered one fact: that he was born in Stratford-Upon-Avon.  Now, after over a decade of learning about Shakespeare, I was able to make the literary and theatrical pilgrimage to his birth and death place.

We started off the morning by visiting Shakespeare’s mother’s farm, Mary Arden Farm.  It’s a completely functional farm that is still used today.  Since it is a working farm, we were able to see blacksmiths, owls and of course, beautiful foliage and animals!  We were able to see a falconry demonstration and meet Millie the Misfit, who is a beautiful snow-white barn owl.  Although she didn’t fly much, it was really interesting to see her so close in person.  When she did fly, she flew so close to my head — crazy.

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Millie the Misfit perched on the ledge.

We then wandered around the farm and found a tunnel made completely of bent tree branches and went inside.  It almost felt like being inside a rabbit hole!

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The farm felt like a huge interactive playground, which we enjoyed immensely.  Besides going inside of the tree tunnel, we also had some fun at the play area.

But after our short visit on the farm, we ventured into the heart of Stratford-Upon-Avon, the beautiful town nestled by the river.  It had such a beautiful charm about it — I felt that it maintained some of the architecture from Shakespeare’s time.  The buildings were old and rustic, but extremely quaint.

FullSizeRender-9We even got to go inside Holy Trinity Church, which is where Shakespeare and his family are buried in.  The tomb was beautiful and the church itself felt like it was as close as to the original building as possible.  We even had to duck to get inside of the church — the entryway was too small for an average height girl like me!

FullSizeRender-16We then went to see Othello at the Royal Shakespeare Theatre right next to the river, which was an interesting play, to say the least.  After this tiring day, it was nice to return back to London and sleep in my comfortable bed.  Stratford-Upon-Avon was gorgeous and was just like I had imagined it to be — quaint and lovely with an old-world charm.  After all, Shakespeare called Stratford his hometown, it’s gotta be charming, right?

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