juliet

This week I finally got to see Hamilton, after about two years of listening to the music, and a year after buying the tickets. It was absolutely fantastic; my main thought on leaving the theatre was "I need to see that again". Obviously I love it and I was expecting it to be great, but it was if anything better than I expected. Herewith a set of somewhat disjointed observations.

( cut in case people don't want staging spoilers )