Last Saturday evening, after we dropped Rafael off at the airport, we went over to CVCA and jumped on a bus with about fifteen other students and adults to head up to Cleveland, to Playhouse Square, to see the stage adaptation of C.S. Lewis’ The Screwtape Letters. Mer and I are very fond of both the book and the play, and this was the third time we were to see the play.

I’m not sure what was going on in Clevleand, but the Playhouse Square area was a madhouse – we got off the bus on the next block and walked because traffic was so dense. We did make it in time for the play; in fact, the production got started late. We had seats in the way-up, way-back, but we still had a good sight-line. We saw several other CVCA folks there, which made for a cozy feel.

The play was very good, as usual. There were some odd issues with sound – there were occasional moments of feedback and popping from the speakers. It was not too distracting, and they got it straightened out in the first half, but it surprised me because Playhouse Square is usually so good at these things.

Because the play had started late, we had to duck out during the actor talk-back. Mer and I both love to hear actors talk about their craft, but we had to get the students back. The traffic issue was gone when we left the theater, and so we got back to CVCA without any issues.