Reminds me of my safari in Africa. Somebody forgot the corkscrew and for several days we had to live on nothing but food and water.
				Some say that the age of chivalry is past, that the spirit of romance is dead. The age of chivalry is never past, so long as there is a wrong left unredressed on earth.			
				
			I feel very giddy with the idea of making my imagination take form and being able to put on a show where people leave feeling like they've experienced something.			 
			

