When we woke up in
Eugene, on the 15
th, the heat had dissipated slightly.
This was a good thing because otherwise we couldn’t have gone for our walk.
We walked to the local graveyard and it was the nicest one I had ever seen.
There were native plants where grass usually is, and the whole thing was shaded by native trees.
It wasn’t an new graveyard.
One of the earliest dates we saw was 1860.
One person we read about was born in 1894 and died in 1997, that’s 103 years old!
Think how much world turmoil that woman saw.
Her life would have changed dramatically with all the new inventions that were made.
She survived so much!
Since all these graves were so old, it was like touching a piece of history.
My favorite grave was one that was a tall rough hewn obelisk surrounded by snowberry bushes.
All you could see of the grave, was the top of the obelisk sticking through the dense snowberries.
It was also unbearably hot there too. What would have been a normal stroll to dinner turned out to be a “strenuous hike”. The restaurant we were eating at was full. So we had to eat outside—without air conditioning! We sat there using anything we could for fans. Medjula and I shared a hot soup for dinner. You might think we were crazy ordering something hot, but it is supposed to make you cooler. It didn’t work. While it was unpleasantly hot, the food was delicious and the waitress was enthusiastic. It was her first night and I think she was feeling overwhelmed. But she never stopped smiling and was a very amusing server.
On to Ashland! We had gone to Ashland with one sole purpose: to see The Comedy of Errors, by William Shakespeare. We walked into the theatre expecting to see a comedy where half the jokes were lost in old English. Don’t get me wrong, I love Shakespeare, but it can be difficult to understand. This particular production was quite different. It was set in a generic American western town (think cowboys) and it was a
musical. Everyone still spoke in Old English, but with Western accents. Most of the long soliloquies were put to music. And the places where new lines needed to be made up were artfully blended with the Shakespearean text. The whole play was delightful. Even Georgie liked it, though that might have been because of the gun shots. We saw the play in their Elizabethan theatre, which is a copy of the Globe, in England. It was amazing to see Shakespeare in a setting similar to where it would be originally performed.
It was also unbearably hot there too. What would have been a normal stroll to dinner turned out to be a “strenuous hike”. The restaurant we were eating at was full. So we had to eat outside—without air conditioning! We sat there using anything we could for fans. Medjula and I shared a hot soup for dinner. You might think we were crazy ordering something hot, but it is supposed to make you cooler. It didn’t work. While it was unpleasantly hot, the food was delicious and the waitress was enthusiastic. It was her first night and I think she was feeling overwhelmed. But she never stopped smiling and was a very amusing server. 
musical. Everyone still spoke in Old English, but with Western accents. Most of the long soliloquies were put to music. And the places where new lines needed to be made up were artfully blended with the Shakespearean text. The whole play was delightful. Even Georgie liked it, though that might have been because of the gun shots. We saw the play in their Elizabethan theatre, which is a copy of the Globe, in 
