Dreamed of a convention of the Monkees and their fans attracting controversy because of underage groupies.
We went to Stratford and saw some plays in the afternoon. We lunched on egg salad sandwiches and bought some used books (though they're rather pricey there).
While the others saw Chekhov's The Three Sisters, I saw the musical farce A Funny Thing Happened on the Way to the Forum. It was really funny!
On the way back we stopped at Orchard Home Farm and picked Gravenstein apples just before closing time. (Dinner was Arby's at nearby Brantford.)
Now I think I've learned the "Vaga Luna" words.
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