We share the site with an Italian drama class. One by one their professor calls them to the stage, where they recite from memory passages from Euripides, Shakespeare, and Jarry.
I'm hoping she'll call me, too. I have my piece all ready to go.
"Just sit right back — and you'll hear a tale! A tale, of a fateful trip. That started from this tropic port — aboard this tiny ship."
Alas, it's not to be. They return to their bus; my theatrical discovery will have to await another occasion.