I've been aiming to go to sessions in between blogging but today I just hit a wall. It's really hard to sleep at this altitude and breathe. You adjust to it, but not in a day. And so I'm in a kind of daze, trying to navigate various locations in this strange, idyllic, over-class enclave. Tonight I'm due to put on Elizabethan costume and do a recital of Shakespeare alongside Sandra Day O'Connor and Stephen Breyer. It may be hard to believe I'm not in some very strange midsummer night's dream. Without oxygen.
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