It's my last night and except for some teenage boy sqeaks my voice seems to have recovered. I am sipping some hot water that has a hint of the last of the wassail in it and find myself in a reflecctive mood.
So far I have seen The Mousetrap 3 times played brilliantly (natch) by xenologue, I have seen The Body Worlds exhibit in Toronto. I have seen a stake production of Joseph & the Amazing Technicolor Dreamcoat...(has that been performed too many times...obviously NOT) and now have sat in a teeny tiny congregation to watch Alex give a talk and later watch her be Relief Society President. So yes, many things packed in a rather short amount of time. Oh esta, todo bien.