Travels in Oregon
I've never made so many hick jokes in my life. I mean, I love Oregon. I do. I adore where I live. I think it's beautiful and hippie-ish and just... cute and funky and outdoors. But driving down towards California is like, "Ooh, look. A town with nothing in it but rednecks. Wait... don't get out of the car... it's past 5:30 PM, Asians aren't allowed to be outside without an escort. They won't arrest you, but you might get beat up." xDDDDDDDD
So yes. Past Portland you drive through manymany hicktowns that are actually rather scary if you're not white *points to self and dances*. Exception is Eugene [home of the University of Oregon and more hippies than you could possibly count. I got approached three times in an hour to become a member of the peace party]... and Ashland, but that's just because Ashland is a little artsy community because of the Shakespeare festival.
That's why we were taking this road trip, though it was rather last minute. [Actually, extremely last minute. But it's really a completely different story]. When we went to see Stratford last summer in England upon my insistence because I love Shakespeare, we heard about the Ashland Shakespeare Festival and how great it was. And we were like O__o that's in our state and we've never been there... TO THE INTERNET! And we got tickets to A Midsummer Night's Dream.
It. Was. AMAZING. X___X I wasn't expecting it to be a modern version [and actually the "modernizing" thing was done rather...strangely. 60's gear on the one hand [[the actors in Theseus and Hippolyta's wedding play were a roving gang of hippies]], but punk-goth fairies on the other.], but it was still fantastic. Bottom and crew were fantastic, as were the fairies. The show totally belonged to Puck - he was... LSKDJF:LSKEJRNV. To understand his brilliance, start with his costume. Head: weird little off-center lime green and black top hat. Goth makeup. Torso: Mesh. Yes. Just mesh. Bottom half: fishnet stockings, lime green tutu, 6-inch knee-length lace-up black boots. Now, add dancing and singing and incredible gayness. Mix with good lines and other, equally amazingly queer fairies. Let set up, allowing free-movement around stage at all times. Let simmer for 2 1/2 hours.
You have a winner.
Anyways, we went on a college tour, basically. U of O and Willamette and Southern Oregon University. They're all... surprisingly pretty. But I really don't want to go to school in Oregon... >_>
So yes. Past Portland you drive through manymany hicktowns that are actually rather scary if you're not white *points to self and dances*. Exception is Eugene [home of the University of Oregon and more hippies than you could possibly count. I got approached three times in an hour to become a member of the peace party]... and Ashland, but that's just because Ashland is a little artsy community because of the Shakespeare festival.
That's why we were taking this road trip, though it was rather last minute. [Actually, extremely last minute. But it's really a completely different story]. When we went to see Stratford last summer in England upon my insistence because I love Shakespeare, we heard about the Ashland Shakespeare Festival and how great it was. And we were like O__o that's in our state and we've never been there... TO THE INTERNET! And we got tickets to A Midsummer Night's Dream.
It. Was. AMAZING. X___X I wasn't expecting it to be a modern version [and actually the "modernizing" thing was done rather...strangely. 60's gear on the one hand [[the actors in Theseus and Hippolyta's wedding play were a roving gang of hippies]], but punk-goth fairies on the other.], but it was still fantastic. Bottom and crew were fantastic, as were the fairies. The show totally belonged to Puck - he was... LSKDJF:LSKEJRNV. To understand his brilliance, start with his costume. Head: weird little off-center lime green and black top hat. Goth makeup. Torso: Mesh. Yes. Just mesh. Bottom half: fishnet stockings, lime green tutu, 6-inch knee-length lace-up black boots. Now, add dancing and singing and incredible gayness. Mix with good lines and other, equally amazingly queer fairies. Let set up, allowing free-movement around stage at all times. Let simmer for 2 1/2 hours.
You have a winner.
Anyways, we went on a college tour, basically. U of O and Willamette and Southern Oregon University. They're all... surprisingly pretty. But I really don't want to go to school in Oregon... >_>