Shipyards and Tears

Yesterday I went right up close to a shipyard...that was fun. Took a lot of pictures. Unfortunately, I was wearing white boots and pants (because I didn't know we were going to be doing all that climbing, and in icy, muddy grass/water at that). We had to cross a cemetery to get to the ships, which was tiny and mostly forgotten. The graves dated around 1820's to 1830's for time of death.

Not sure the age of the ships. We weren't really supposed to be there.

Then we went to watch Les Miserables the musical. It was phenomenal, loved Fantine the most--but of course, she dies after the first quarter of the show. It figures. I also liked the main character, Jean, and Eponine (though how she grew from a white little girl to a black one, who knows?)

I especially enjoyed I Dreamed a Dream and Empty Chairs at Empty Tables. I almost made it through the entire show without crying, but I definitely had tears come the end when Fantine and Eponine came to take Jean Valjean away. Though I was near the edge twice before: Eponine's sudden, expected but really random death, and Gavroche's horrendous ghostly singing exploding off-screen death...