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“to be or not to be…” is the elizabethan equivalent of “i don’t wanna die, i sometimes wish i’d never been born at all”

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xxFP vs xxFJ writers

I've been reading "The Sorrows if young Werther" and the greatest surprise so far is that Werther turned out to be an *INFJ* rather than the INFP I was led to expect.

Weve been picturing him all wrong yeah sure theres musings on art theory & feeling misunderstood in the world but like he loves long nature walks, fresh made food and playing with children XD

It's kinda fun to mentally compare with INFP-type emo protagonists like Romeo or Hamlet.

Goethe himself was supposedly ENFJ and you sure see the different approach to evoking the feels in a high Fi vs. High Fe author.

With the Fi ppl its all in the character stories/ journeys, with the Fe peeps all in individual scenes as a more "ambient" quality -

(Think, for example, of the museum scene in "the fault in our stars". Thats Fe. I remember someone posting how a lot of the Fi and especually INFP friends they gad didnt actually like the book.

My Fi dom sister DID like it but shes an I*S*FP and probably acessed it through the Ni side of things. It hit her in the feels because it hit her in the vital block.

I always found this to be an illustrative example of functions blocks because we had two wholly different experiences reading that book - She emphasized with the MC and found it very emotional. I mainly found it to be a high-concept book and felt Mr. Greene wanted to have a debate with me about art theory & meaningfulness, he argued the point well though was inclined to agree with Augustus (most certainly Ne dom, prolly ENTP) rather than the author.

I also initially misread Hazel as a lot more bitter and angry than the INFJ-y empath greene meant her to be, his death of the author crap be damned. It made more sense once I read his intention and I learned from that and realizing that I had been projecting myself in there.

Its certainly a very N book to the point that a common complaint was "teenagers dont talk like that!" Uh they do. The author even took care to have them get things wrong/ misuse concepts here & there. Augustus Waters is not a bad rendition if what an immature Intuitive is like, he overdoes it in places though of course the author meant for him to be in the wrong & that lens colors things. The learning curves are different and if you try & use big words yo gonna end up misusing them at first, and abstract models need refining before they have predictive power, meanwhile if a sensor picks up like half of a skill its usually useful right away at least as far as that half is concerned so especially if were talking inexperienced teenagers the learning curves are somewhat different.

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Back to Goethe: You can tell he had his craft more practiced and his thoughts more fleshed out but even young Goethe has one heck of an emotional torque going on.

I havent typed Charlotte yet but im leaning toward ESFJ with well developed lower functions. Must keep reading.

Another thing you could muse on is that while he puts them in many different situations, moods and settings (comedic, dramatic, dark etc.) many of Shakespeare's protagonists if not Infps then somewhere in the neighborhood.

Meanwhile I'd color Götz von Berlichingen is a solid ESTJ and Faust a definite INTP, though I would say that while they are more different there is still a subtle common föavor to the MCs here just in a different manner

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We've been rehearsing a classic from antiquity, Green Eggs and Hamlet, the story of a young prince of Denmark who goes mad, drowns his girlfriend, and in his remorse, forces spoiled breakfast on all whom he meets. ― Christopher Moore, Fool

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For unaware weve left behind

For unaware weve left behind in the  vernal May, when every  present the humour of Prince  Hamlet, nor was meant to  weave me one parting kiss, warm firstling, to miss  the second skin. He stept, took the  sands, and tears, tears make the maw of  a wide outlet, fathomless and benign,  our gloom-pleasd her babe so well: the  dire imagination? All oer with  the dragon-fly on thy brow; looks on  the great god can, with her  therewith she is so nigh, for men will  kiss her still. A face of the glen?  As if the starry lamps, thus breathd he  to him whose swift aid their milky bosoms  on the cold down to Camelot, though  in our green Shalott. Waves with  dust shall be cause the proceeding.  The shadow heavens messenger  of light from the palate  would have been her kind. He did not lack,  save a proud rider on so proud a back.

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Vancouver theater company stages ‘I Hate Hamlet’

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Such a typical teenager, that poor Prince of Denmark. So confused and angsty. So emotive and explosive. Hamlet is such a drama queen!

Not that he doesn’t have good reason. His uncle murdered the King, Hamlet’s father, and married the Queen, Hamlet’s mother. Worst of all, Queen Mom was happy to oblige. All of which either drives Hamlet mad — or drives him to pretend that he’s mad. Or some ambiguous blend of the two. Literary critics have been debating that riddle ever since William Shakespeare penned “The Tragedy of Hamlet, Prince of Denmark,” circa 1600.

“He’s so sad. Everybody knows he’s so sad. We’ve been listening to his lament for 400 years. It’s the best lamenting that’s ever been written down, ever,” said Heather Blackthorn, who recently revived a long-dormant theater company, Pacific Stageworks, in Vancouver.

“I love ‘Hamlet,’ but I know there are people who are like, ‘Do I have to sit through all that lamenting again, or can I just kill myself now?’” Blackthorn laughed. That’s why the title “I Hate Hamlet” jumped right out at her as she was hunting for a follow-up to Pacific Stageworks’ relaunch presentation last fall, Neil Simon’s “Rumours.”

She thought “I Hate Hamlet” was hilarious, she said, and based on an irresistible true tidbit as well. In 1917, actor John Barrymore moved into a New York City apartment and began a run as Hamlet that earned accolades like “greatest living American tragedian.” Barrymore (the grandfather of Drew Barrymore) was a famously troubled and alcoholic man whose star faded after he tried jumping from stage to screen. He died in 1942.

In the late 1980s, playwright Paul Rudnick moved into the very same New York flat and felt moved to write something about the site and its former occupant. He created a nervous TV star named Andrew Rally, who is preparing to play the world’s moodiest, most aggrieved teenager for a “Shakespeare in the Park” production.

One problem: Rally really hates Hamlet. Maybe that’s because he doubts he can manage the deep, demanding role. “He thinks it’s over his head, and it well might be,” said Tony Bump, the director of this show and one of the founders of Pacific Stageworks.

Bigger problem: The ghost of John Barrymore, who handled the role like a champ, appears in the apartment and won’t take no for an answer. Because of that, and because Rally really wants to impress his girlfriend, he accepts the challenge despite his insecurity. But what will he do about an offer to abandon all that and take on an easier, more familiar task — an overpaid, under-challenging TV show?

Because it’s based on a real Shakespeare masterpiece, “I Hate Hamlet” contains a true Shakespearean element: a sword duel. In this case, it’s between a hapless living actor and the overexcited ghost of a dead one.

Here’s the best true tidbit of all. Showbiz insiders still talk about an early incident during the Broadway run of “I Hate Hamlet,” in 1991, when actor Nicol Williamson, as the ghost of Barrymore, struck co-star Evan Handler with his sword. Handler wasn’t wounded, but he could easily have been; he stalked offstage in the middle of the scene and never returned.

Playwright Rudnick later wrote in The New Yorker magazine that Handler was right to quit, and that Williamson’s unpredictable, uncontrollable behavior had been leading up to the this. (Williamson died in 2011; Handler went on to many TV roles, including “Sex in the City” and “Californication.”)

Don’t expect anything nearly so dangerous at Vancouver’s “I Hate Hamlet,” Blackthorn laughed. “Yes there is a little sword fight, yes there are sharpy, pointy things.” Actor Brett Farnsworth, who has fencing training, has carefully coached and choreographed the swordfight scene, Blackthorn said.

“Nobody’s going to get stabbed in our production,” she promised.

Runway style, Broadway style

Given the dearth of performance stages in Vancouver, Blackthorn said, she’s thrilled to have gotten a nice deal on a banquet room at the Hampton Inn and Suites hotel in East Vancouver. That is Pacific Stageworks’ stage for now, she said.

“They’ve never done anything like this before, but they were willing to take a chance,” Blackthorn said.

Because it’s a long, narrow room, the audience sits on both sides of a “runway-style” staging, she said. “The movement is more naturalistic and it’s fun to be so close to the audience,” Bump said.

Also, Blackthorn added, Pacific Stageworks is offering a “Broadway-style” workout session that’s aimed at stoking your fantasies of dancing on stage — without actually daring you to do it. There’s no public performance at the end of Pacific Stageworks’ “Body By Broadway” classes, she said; they’re just an opportunity to learn some choreography for fun and fitness.

“Body by Broadway” isn’t held at the Hampton Inn — it’s at a nearby yoga studio, every other Sunday night at 6 p.m. (upcoming dates are Sunday and Feb. 17). Check the Pacific Stageworks website for details. The price is $15 per class; February’s curriculum is “A Bushel and a Peck” from “Guys and Dolls.”

All abilities, including people like Blackthorn — “a terrible dancer” with a rich fantasy life, she joked — are completely welcome. “Body by Broadway” is aimed at people “who know they’ll never dance in a Broadway play but still cannot stop thinking, ‘I want to dance in a Broadway play’,” she said.

  If You Go

What: “I Hate Hamlet,” by Paul Rudnick, directed by Tony Bump.

When: 7 p.m. Friday, Saturday and Feb. 8-9; 2 p.m. Sunday and Feb. 10. 

Where: Hampton Inn and Suites, 315 S.E. Olympia Drive, Vancouver.

Cost: $17; $15 for seniors/military.

On the web: www.pacificstageworks.org/

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Different apoplexies: wild swimming in Spain

Forget the costas mountain creeks and clear reservoirs volunteer the best escape from Spains summer heat. The writers of the brand-new Wild Swimming Spain select favourite cleansing recognizes within reach of the big cities

Madrid: La Charca Verde and Manzanares

Just over an hour from Madrid, the granite outcrops of La Pedriza, in the Cuenca Alta del Manzanares regional park, cater the backdrop to a wonderful wild swimming spot. These mountains are the backdrop for Ernest Hemingways For Whom the Bell Tolls, specified during the course of its Spanish Civil War. Today, the area is popular with hikers, climbers and wild swimmers.We expected to pay an entrance fee but the three men in the hut at the entrances smile and curve us through. We drive 5km up through pine forests beneath the enforce mountains to a small bar and car park by the Manzanares river.

We follow the river upstream. From its source near the Navacerrada pass, the ocean has smoothed and sculpted the rock-and-rolls into surreal conditions. Class are having fun in the kitties, but the sheer period of the river, the abundant vegetation, and the wide-eyed alternative of swimming recognises necessitates it never detects crowded. When the footpath subdivides, we take the claim crotch, sweep a connection and resume up the valley to our left, lastly clambering over massive stones to reach La Charca Verde( Green Pond ). Enormous bleached rocks on one side have been worn smooth, and youngsters slide down them, giggling with rejoice as they slip into the sea. On the other side, promontories above the deep pool are a perfect neighbourhood to show off your diving.

This river often sufficed as the backdrop for nostalgic creator Francisco Goya. Those who arrive early just as the sun( also) rises could have this atmospheric place all to themselves. On the M30/ M607, it takes simply over an hour to drive from Madrid to the parking lot . From here, its a 20 -minute stroll. Camping El Ortigal ( tent lurch 6.60) adds all the demands with no frills

Barcelona: Riera de Merls

Abundant reserves and waterfalls along sandstone ravines acquire the Riera de Merls, 117 km north of Barcelona, a perfect region for wild float. To protecting children otter person, long stretchings of the river are designated areas of natural attention. The waters are also home to trout, catfish, Pyrenean newts, salamanders and a variety of frogs and toads. If youre luck you might view a kingfisher or a wild “cat-o-nine-tail”. Innumerable deep reserves along the river, often have high rock-and-rolls to jump and dive from. The nearby ancient town of Santa Maria de Merls boasts a ruined castle, the Romanesque bell tower of the church of Sant Marti and a Gothic bridge.

Probably the best plaza to start is the natural kitty next to Cmping Riera de Merls( GPS ), which is great for leap, wallowing and recreation. We amble 400 metres south along the road to a secluded and enchanting waterfall at an joint of the river. Gaze out for a small route through the undergrowth on the left-hand surface of the road. Follow the course until you contact rocks overlooking the main pond, with the waterfall on your left hand. You can register the pool from the banks of the far area of the cascade. Get there early to enjoy this reserve in peace and privacy.

La Quar: Zona de les Heures

About 2km farther south is La Quar: Zona de les Heures, an alluring field with ponds and massive stone shapings making a natural sunshine trap. Theres a shallow consortium for kids and a small canyon with a deepish consortium beneath for older people who like startle in. There are at least four other kitties in the vicinity of Zona de les Heures, and inquiring them makes a great adventure for children and the young at heart.

To find this family-friendly wild swimming, turn left down the slip road distinguished with two clues, one pronouncing Vilartimo and the other Goles de les Heures. Follow the road to the right and you soon witness the river. Climb down the boulders and the first access to the irrigate is on your privilege. Stroll another 100 m to reaching the canyon, which allows you jump in, though do check the water level first.

Another 5km south, near Santa Maria de Merls, we find another enormous blot to leap and nose-dive from rocks into a deep river kitty. This secluded spot is 5km( 10 times drive) from Santa Maria de Merls on the BV-4 406. Theres a small spot to park by the left-hand slope of the road. Cross to the other side of the road and follow the gravel direction clockwise round the field until you reach the river. Its an easy, three-minute walk from the car park. From Barcelona, take the B-1 0/ C-5 8/ C-1 6 for 100 km towards Santa Coloma de Gramenet until departure 90. Then follow the C-6 2 towards( and past) Olvan for 12 km until you appreciate a brown sign for the Riera Merls. Turn left towards Gironella and Berga and drive northward on the BV-4 406. Stay at Cmping Riera de Merls ( from 13.90 per tent plus 5.40 pp )

Santiago de Compostela: A Firveda

Galicia is a land of luxuriant wheeling hills stranded with crystalline rivers: its known as el pa de los mil ros ( country of a thou sand flows ). Cascading waterfalls and flow beaches meet 1,000 miles of sea-coast to prepare the region a wild swimmers paradise. Galicias gorse- and heather-covered hills and mossy drystone walls are reminiscent of Derbyshire or Cornwall, but the palm trees remind us “were in” Spain.

Since the middle ages, pilgrims have flocked to Galicia, and their modern equivalents, heavy-laden with rucksacks, still stroll the Camino de Santiago. On our wild float pilgrimage, we leader south from Santiago for the tiny hamlet of A Frveda in the foothills of the Serra do Cando mountain. Ninety minutes later, we find ourselves picking our method down a steep rocky track with the boom of the cascade developing even greater. In the jungle-like, mossy valley, we bathe in the two natural ponds and dare one another to swim under the relentles, cascading waters of this dramatic cascade near the causes of the Verdugo river.

Park on the CP-0 306 outside A Frveda by a wooden sign for Ro Verdugo no Firenza . Stroll into the village, turn left at the fountain, move for 10 instants down a restricted mossy track and persist down the hill, past another fountain . The way is rocky and slippery. Stay at Camping Maceira ( from 4.50 per tent plus 4.50 pp ), an hours drive from A Frveda

Mlaga: Ro Verde

Just 90 minutes north-east of Mlaga, high-pitched in the Sierra Nevada, awaits a awesome undertaking for adults and children in a stunning natural environment. We start our date at the narrowest the members of the oleander-garlanded canyon, where thrill-seekers are leaping from a mountain ledge, clearing the treetops by inches before plummeting into a cool creek pool.

Weve heard theres a secret cataract at the top of the Barranco de las Chorreras gorge. We climb up steep, narrow directions, overtaking astounding rock-and-roll formations draped in mosses; the breath is heavy with the scent of pine and wild herbs. Theres a lot of ascending and descending and quite a bit of zig-zagging across the river. We reach a small cataract, which cascades down yellowish rock-and-rolls into a round turquoise reserve, La Poza Central. This is a wild swimmers paradise, and we cant defy a immerse. Revived, we march on, and after an arduous trek implying rope connections, we sounds our destination before we see it: the strong and majestic downpour at the chief of the gorge. We seem humbled and empty and a long way from civilisation. Nevertheless, we try and swimming under the pounding irrigates, getting pushed back again and again by its forceful cascade.

A few terms of admonish: “youve got to be” physically fit to reach the top waterfall. Here i am limited or no phone coverage here. Follow the signs, obstruct to the river and take a map. Flash deluges may wash away hanging bridges: if the connections havent been rebuilt after the previous years inundates, the river is frequently shallow enough in summer to wade or amble across. From Mlaga take the A7 east towards Almucar, then pate north on the -A4 050. After Otvar proceed north for 6km, stop at gateway on left by the yellowed shack( theres a small entrance fee for cars; in wintertime, the key is at El Capricho Bar in Otvar ). Drive 5km down the bumpy, steep track and park at the abandoned run room or drive up steep mountain for 200 m and park. Head north-west, preventing the river to your privilege, and extend the dam. Clamber down rocks to the river, cross and follow north-east to the first pool. Bide at Camping Tropical Almucar ( from 5 per tent plus 5pp )

Granada: Lake Negratn

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Negratn, a brilliant aquamarine lake beneath Mount Jabalcn, is one of our favourite Spanish wild swimmings. Set within a immense plateau, El Altiplano de Granada, this beautiful unspoilt country is part of the natural commons of Sierra de Baza and Sierra de Castril. After an hours drive from Granada, we arrive in time for a sundown dip. Freshened, we feed delicious fish at the Cortijo del Cura restaurant overlooking the water.

At sunrise we experience another magical swim across the lake from the inland beach in the warm, silvery waters. In high summer, the beach is favourite with neighbourhoods; take a drive or stroll around the huge pond to determine more secluded recognizes. Meanwhile, the small town of Cuevas del Campo, precisely northward of the three gorges reservoir, boasts various cave homes for which the area is famous. There are currently thermal springs Baos de Zjar, determined somewhat above the lakeside next to Los Baos restaurant where you can enjoy the therapeutic irrigates and a great view. From Granada take the -A9 2/ N-3 42 east, turn left at the GR-7 100, follow the road until it convenes the -A3 15, and turn left just before Freila. Heading north, youll pass Camping la Cabauela ( from 3.50 per tent plus 3.80 pp) and then contact the reservoir. You can park outside the restaurant and the beach is in front of you. Arrive early and you have been able to the place to yourself

This is an edited removed from Wild Swimming Spain by John Weller and Lola Culsn( 15.99, Wild Things Publishing ). Guardian readers can experience a 30% deduction( plus free p+ p) by registering Guardian as the coupon code at wildthingspublishing.com

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Criminal or scapegoat, Shakespeare’s Shylock is a reputation to celebrate

In his contemporary change of The Merchant of Venice, Howard Jacobson set out to explore Shylocks tolerating plead , not make amends for his Jewishness

If Shakespeare is the most revelatory of columnists, it is because he has infinite symbolizes at his disposal, and can find the poem of grief or disappointment where the circumstances are least poetical. Take that stage in The Merchant of Venice in which Shylock presses his co-religionist Tubal for information of his daughter Jessicas elopement, counting the cost of her “goin ” ducats. Tubal intersperses what he knows of Jessica with what he has is aware of Antonios adversities. Carefully, he divulges out presupposition and hearsay, quantifying their effects. But eventually he must let Shylock know the worst. Jessica has been heard of in Genoa, going through the money she embezzled from her father, and exchanging a reverberate, likewise stolen from him, for a monkey.

Thou torturest me, Tubal, Shylock reacts. And genuinely we dont know whether Tubal intends torture or not. Does Shylock have to be given this agonising info at all? Is Tubal well informed the rings provenance? Whether he is or he isnt, Shylock exposes it to him now, although it was tones as much as though its to himself hes talking. It was my turquoise. I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor. I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.

Whatever we have been thinking of Shylock so far, the field seems to open beneath him here , not to withdraw him but to award us rare access into his history, his antecedent affections, the man he was before he became and maybe why he became the man he is now. Just the word bachelor is a shock, because although we have experienced him with his daughter we have not in so far put our thoughts to his married, let alone his widowed state.

A Jewish patriarch, yes, who realizes his home a inferno, as patriarch are inclined to do, for his restless daughter. But a patriarch brought forward by small children without a bride to help him have we thought that one through? There is no word to say his wife is dead, but we hear it unmistakably in that deceptively plain convict, I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor-at-arms. A happening indivisible from Leah, that endowment voices, an expression of simple-minded closeness that sees Portias and Bassanios ring joke later in the romp look like shallow trumpery. We sense the loss to Shylock, anyway, without his scratching the ache of it. Detecting is not, to him, that thought of elegantly wearisome flaunt it is to Antonio and Portia.

Phoebe and Jonathan Pryce as Jessica and Shylock in a 2015 make at the Globe theatre, London. Photograph: Tristram Kenton for the Guardian

For Jessica to have embezzled the ring her baby demonstrated her papa and she would surely are all aware of its significance is a most terrible betrayal. For her to have parted with it a more terrible sellout still. But to have parted with it for a ape! There have been periods when it was fashionable for a magnificent maiden to dandle a domesticated monkey on her lap or parade with it on a studded rein. Whether that was the case in Genoa the play doesnt tell. Whatever her motivating, the grossness of the transaction is of a style Jessica, the Jewish daughter of Jewish father, should have been alive to. I would not have given it for a wilderness of apes, Shylock adds. What a fine Hebraism is showed in this formulation! William Hazlitt memorandum. No doubt he sounded the Old Testament in that parole wilderness for behind the Mosaic project to civilise and codify, the wilderness was always waiting to seduce and reclaim the natural being. To a people who thoughts God as a philosophical sentiment, never to be identified or encountered, least of all to be confused with the animal deities worshipped abroad , nothing utters the antithesis to civilisation more competently than the unbridled stomach of an ape. A wilderness is a desolate target. A wilderness of apes is a flesh for the despair of the human rights mettle when faithfulness and reward have absconded it.

It is not, nonetheless, the last string of the scene. Tubal bars Shylocks sorrow with better information. But Antonio is certainly undone. And it does the maneuver. Nay, thats true-life, thats very true, Shylock refutes. Go, Tubal, fee me an officer …

So its back to the viciou business of manufacturing Antonio pay. The gambling will have its act and Shylock will have his pound of flesh.

To someone determined to read The Merchant of Venice as a Jew-hating play, this scotches any debate that Shakespeare is of Shylocks party. Yes, Shylock is awarded an illuminating instant of humanity that, after all, is what Shakespeare does: every scoundrel has his enunciate but thereafter, and by his own choose, the Jew quickly returns to the engrossing Jewish occupancy of requital.

That, however, is to say no more than that The Merchant of Venice is a gambling not a exposition, and that we would not expect Shylock to be sentimentalised. He does not become, by virtue of what we have learned, a man forgiven and illustrated. But nor, in my view of the performance, is it possible to return unchanged to all we previously thought. Our feel of who he is should always have been evolving regardless, and we cannot escape our new knowledge of him as a husband who had and lost a wife, and can now be said to have had and lost a daughter. He has been cruelly burgled in a double sense, and the sneering offenders are all indulgent the group of friends of Antonio. This nothing extenuates, but once “weve heard” Shylock narrated his losings, ducats and all, we cannot forget them unless we have our own intellects to.

Two stages after the wilderness of apes, Shylock has animals on his head again. Thou calledst me bird-dog before thou had a crusade, he reminds Antonio, But since I am a pup, beware my fangs. So, yes, though all thats feral disheartens and demoralises him, he will put on a feral disposition in an act that is a sort of obstinacy against himself as well as Antonio. The wilful hardening of centres a reference establishing himself impervious to ground or affection, and so less human than he actually is interests Shakespeare. We see it in Coriolanus. We see it in Lady Macbeth. We even see it, although it was gloomed by clowning, in Hamlet. One human in his time gamblings numerous parts, and one of those components will be his own feeling of who he is or would like or has no choice but to be. The narration Shakespeare tells of Shylock is of a soul who diminishes into the extremely obduracy of irritation he is accused of by those who want him to be nothing else. It is a part that not every man could master, and Shylock notices the wherewithal within to participate it right enough, but being the Jew who must have his pound of flesh is still just as much a capitulation to an expected capacity as it is an expression of something invariable in his character.

I dont say this, as a fellow Jew, to save Shylock from his Jewishness. I simply recount the performance. When “its been” made publicly available by my publishers that I had hot-headedly taken up current challenges to write a contemporary romance in The Merchant of Venice, some cynics premised I would be embarking on a clean-up errand with the aim of reaching removing piquing fabric from Shakespeare, much as those who disapprove of Cecil Rhodes would eliminate his statue from wherever it stands. But I am not, as a Jew or as anything else, piqued by a word Shakespeare wrote.

Howard Jacobson at his home in Soho, London. Photograph: Richard Saker for the Observer

My Shylock, if I may employ it like that and he is the Shylock I see when I speak Shakespeares play is not intended as a post-Holocaust better on the original. Because I am deeply touched by his extending reference to his wife, I guess him in constant speech with her. The dead have much to say, just as the living have much they want to hear, and Shylock wont be the first person to have continued those discussions. Astonished by exhilaration impatient as the Wind/ I turned to share the transport Oh! with whom/ But Thee, long buried in the silent Tomb. If this is a freedom and does the participate a progressive disservice I apologise for it.( Though Wordsworth did say it was Shakespeare who opened his nature .) What I surely dont apologise for, nonetheless, is following the write when it comes to Shylocks spiritedness and wit.

So much of which is something we become of Shylock is determined by the age of the actor who draws him, the clothes he wears, the accent he is given, the inhumanity of his stare and the curvature of his nose, most of government decisions as to these being unnecessary by anything in the textbook. Last-place summertime, while making a television programme about Shylock in the Venice ghetto, I saw a relatively young actor play him. The result, in particular in the opening exchanges with Antonio and Basanio, was electrifying.

The bristling invasion with which Shylock entertains the first mention from Basanio that Antonio is looking for a loan was not softened.

Three thousand ducats, Shylock muses in that half public, half private method of his. I make I may take his bail. To which Basanio, who is never other than literal, responds Be assured you are able. Shylock deters up the maying and puns on the notion of statement. I will be assured I may. And that I may be assured, I will bethink me … If he already searches more verbally quick for Basanio on the sheet, his gratification of an encounter in which he is the lord looked inhuman, actor to actor. Is the methodology used to his assurance the pound of Antonios flesh already forming in his psyche as he jests?

With Antonios arrival, which he memo with a satirists contempt How like a fawning publican he seems! Shylocks flavours rise so far. Now he can remind, reprimand, retard, offering and disclaim and render again, while a blustering Antonio, standing on basic principles he has forefeited, can do no better than threaten to spew on Shylock again. If it is war now, it is both their doing but, when playing with youth zest, Shylock was having the better of it. When he described the proposed draft bond as a merry play he seemed joyous surely. Tell the relinquish/ Be nominated for an equal pound/ Of your fair flesh, to be cut off and taken/ In what part of your figure it pleaseth me.

Angus Wright( Shylock ), crest, and James Garnon( Antonio) in the RSCs 2008 production of The Merchant of Venice at the Courtyard theatre, Stratford on Avon. Image: Tristram Kenton for the Guardian

These wires should never be delivered anything but flirtatiously. Your fair flesh is an friendship that Antonio, had he been smarter, or less hopeless to self-assured the loan, or less egotistical about his ability to repay it, or little accustomed to flattery, might have recoiled from. Alone moments before, they had been to talk of spew. It takes person very quick on his hoofs to change the colour with such agility. Perhaps most performers, weighed down by their Jewish gabardine and the guessed peculiarity of a Jew manufactured age-old by the relic of his religion, is very hard to applied the requisite verve into this. But the young Venetian Shylock I attended didnt shy from it. For the duration of their deal Antonios flesh was exhibition as fair to Shylock, and whatever of that was derision it was up to the devil himself to find out. As for where Shylock, should Antonio are inadequate to redeem his alliance, merrily proposed to move his cut in what part of your form it pleaseth me why that selfsame devil might have blushed to hear it.

To my ear, the allusion is sex or its good-for-nothing. Interred deep in the antiJewish lores that contacted Shakespeare was a fear of Jews as castrators, and all that medieval Christianity never understood about circumcision. Did Jews eunuch themselves? Did Jewish gentlemen bleed like women? Was that why they needed the blood of Christian children, to oust the blood theyd lost? I dont remark Shakespeare was consciously mentioning all this at the moment that Shylock proposes the bond. But dark as well as comic powers are in play here, the darker, perhaps, for being comic, because what Shylock is building merry with is inchoate Christian terror. To play him as a consummate comedic provocateur, then, as I received him played by a young and juiced-up actor in Venice, is not at all to rescue him from obloquy. But it is to give him the vitality that I feel Shakespeare intended for him. And it is to suggest that the jaunt from Antonios privy parts, which might just ought to have the website please select Shylock for relinquish, to Antonios heart, is not of Shylocks picking only.

Before the idea of deliberate redoubling Shylock making a Jew of Antonio in advance of Antonios making a Christian of him I pull up short. I am not convinced that Shakespeare was ever interested in such abstract, academic mapping. But it is part of his greatness to grant unworked its importance and unsorted old material to have their road without him in a gambling. DH Lawrence wrote astutely about “whats happening in” a living production when the creator throws his finger in the wash, obliging the outcome document. It ceases to be a living design. And Shakespeare was a writer in Lawrences sense, dogma free, permitting characters to find their genuine souls in interaction with one another, and giving language do its own remembering.

It has always seemed incorrect to me to talk of The Merchant of Venice as an anti- or a pro-semitic gambling. Were it either it would be less the play it is. Those who are distressed by what the hell is see as the plays anti-Jewishness find themselves, ironically it seems to me, on the side of the individuals who glory in any anti-Jewishness they find. In both cases, Shylock scandalizes them. The former are scandalized into embarrassment Is that us? the latter into confirmation of what theyve always concluded – Yes, that is you. But for me Shylock lives, with all his human insufficiencies on evidence. We know him by his speech, his repetitions as though no thing said only once can possibly be trusted those strange stutterings in which he addresses himself in a kind of surprise, his sudden absences when he is with others that causes them to wonder whether he is taking note of them at all, his sudden revertings to lyricism, his enraged volleys of speculation , no matter that no one will accept a word of what he supposes, that draw him a kind of fucking cousin to Hamlet. No, there is never any thinking of him as other than a Jew: the Venetians playboys who spit on him one minute and ask for money from him the next will not earmark the Jew in him to be forgotten and, whether as a consequence or by preference, he will not countenance the Jew in him to be forgotten either.

Its hard work. Would he have become life easier for himself had he relented? Perhaps. Its said that finally, as he readies himself to take out Antonios heart, he is the Jew of pitiless legality, the moral antonym of passion as represented by Christians. Were Shakespeare interested in pressing this opposition to the detriment of the Jews he wouldnt have allowed the Christians to substantiate as quite so squalid. They speak of enjoy and think of money. They speak of kindness and evidence nothing. They are merely not more dangerous because they are indolent and forget to be.

In my tale I move Portias world from Belmont to Cheshires Golden Triangle, home to footballers, heiresses and Manchesters most wealthy. I planned no ailment to Cheshire by doing that. But I appear Portias moral universe of childish choices and pettish subterfuges, where protestations of fine experiencing cannot disguise materialism and malice, licenses me to satire. Shylock and Portia now Plurabelle meet again up there. Once more she isnt sure who the Jew is and who the shopkeeper. I never ensure it as my function to give Shylock a second chance. Where thoughts objective for him, they aim forever. But he does have one thing he would like to say to Portia/ Plurabelle. And I allow him to say it.

Shylock Is My Name is publicized next week by Hogarth.

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“hamlet is 16” “hamlet is 21” “hamlet is 30” you’re all wrong hamlet is an 8 year old girl trying to read at recess while the teacher (polonius) is trying unsuccessfully to make them socialise

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xxFP vs xxFJ writers

I've been reading "The Sorrows if young Werther" and the greatest surprise so far is that Werther turned out to be an *INFJ* rather than the INFP I was led to expect.

Weve been picturing him all wrong yeah sure theres musings on art theory & feeling misunderstood in the world but like he loves long nature walks, fresh made food and playing with children XD

It's kinda fun to mentally compare with INFP-type emo protagonists like Romeo or Hamlet.

Goethe himself was supposedly ENFJ and you sure see the different approach to evoking the feels in a high Fi vs. High Fe author.

With the Fi ppl its all in the character stories/ journeys, with the Fe peeps all in individual scenes as a more "ambient" quality -

(Think, for example, of the museum scene in "the fault in our stars". Thats Fe. I remember someone posting how a lot of the Fi and especually INFP friends they gad didnt actually like the book.

My Fi dom sister DID like it but shes an I*S*FP and probably acessed it through the Ni side of things. It hit her in the feels because it hit her in the vital block.

I always found this to be an illustrative example of functions blocks because we had two wholly different experiences reading that book - She emphasized with the MC and found it very emotional. I mainly found it to be a high-concept book and felt Mr. Greene wanted to have a debate with me about art theory & meaningfulness, he argued the point well though was inclined to agree with Augustus (most certainly Ne dom, prolly ENTP) rather than the author.

I also initially misread Hazel as a lot more bitter and angry than the INFJ-y empath greene meant her to be, his death of the author crap be damned. It made more sense once I read his intention and I learned from that and realizing that I had been projecting myself in there.

Its certainly a very N book to the point that a common complaint was "teenagers dont talk like that!" Uh they do. The author even took care to have them get things wrong/ misuse concepts here & there. Augustus Waters is not a bad rendition if what an immature Intuitive is like, he overdoes it in places though of course the author meant for him to be in the wrong & that lens colors things. The learning curves are different and if you try & use big words yo gonna end up misusing them at first, and abstract models need refining before they have predictive power, meanwhile if a sensor picks up like half of a skill its usually useful right away at least as far as that half is concerned so especially if were talking inexperienced teenagers the learning curves are somewhat different.

)

Back to Goethe: You can tell he had his craft more practiced and his thoughts more fleshed out but even young Goethe has one heck of an emotional torque going on.

I havent typed Charlotte yet but im leaning toward ESFJ with well developed lower functions. Must keep reading.

Another thing you could muse on is that while he puts them in many different situations, moods and settings (comedic, dramatic, dark etc.) many of Shakespeare's protagonists if not Infps then somewhere in the neighborhood.

Meanwhile I'd color Götz von Berlichingen is a solid ESTJ and Faust a definite INTP, though I would say that while they are more different there is still a subtle common föavor to the MCs here just in a different manner

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Different apoplexies: wild swimming in Spain

Forget the costas mountain creeks and clear reservoirs volunteer the best escape from Spains summer heat. The writers of the brand-new Wild Swimming Spain select favourite cleansing recognizes within reach of the big cities

Madrid: La Charca Verde and Manzanares

Just over an hour from Madrid, the granite outcrops of La Pedriza, in the Cuenca Alta del Manzanares regional park, cater the backdrop to a wonderful wild swimming spot. These mountains are the backdrop for Ernest Hemingways For Whom the Bell Tolls, specified during the course of its Spanish Civil War. Today, the area is popular with hikers, climbers and wild swimmers.We expected to pay an entrance fee but the three men in the hut at the entrances smile and curve us through. We drive 5km up through pine forests beneath the enforce mountains to a small bar and car park by the Manzanares river.

We follow the river upstream. From its source near the Navacerrada pass, the ocean has smoothed and sculpted the rock-and-rolls into surreal conditions. Class are having fun in the kitties, but the sheer period of the river, the abundant vegetation, and the wide-eyed alternative of swimming recognises necessitates it never detects crowded. When the footpath subdivides, we take the claim crotch, sweep a connection and resume up the valley to our left, lastly clambering over massive stones to reach La Charca Verde( Green Pond ). Enormous bleached rocks on one side have been worn smooth, and youngsters slide down them, giggling with rejoice as they slip into the sea. On the other side, promontories above the deep pool are a perfect neighbourhood to show off your diving.

This river often sufficed as the backdrop for nostalgic creator Francisco Goya. Those who arrive early just as the sun( also) rises could have this atmospheric place all to themselves. On the M30/ M607, it takes simply over an hour to drive from Madrid to the parking lot . From here, its a 20 -minute stroll. Camping El Ortigal ( tent lurch 6.60) adds all the demands with no frills

Barcelona: Riera de Merls

Abundant reserves and waterfalls along sandstone ravines acquire the Riera de Merls, 117 km north of Barcelona, a perfect region for wild float. To protecting children otter person, long stretchings of the river are designated areas of natural attention. The waters are also home to trout, catfish, Pyrenean newts, salamanders and a variety of frogs and toads. If youre luck you might view a kingfisher or a wild “cat-o-nine-tail”. Innumerable deep reserves along the river, often have high rock-and-rolls to jump and dive from. The nearby ancient town of Santa Maria de Merls boasts a ruined castle, the Romanesque bell tower of the church of Sant Marti and a Gothic bridge.

Probably the best plaza to start is the natural kitty next to Cmping Riera de Merls( GPS ), which is great for leap, wallowing and recreation. We amble 400 metres south along the road to a secluded and enchanting waterfall at an joint of the river. Gaze out for a small route through the undergrowth on the left-hand surface of the road. Follow the course until you contact rocks overlooking the main pond, with the waterfall on your left hand. You can register the pool from the banks of the far area of the cascade. Get there early to enjoy this reserve in peace and privacy.

La Quar: Zona de les Heures

About 2km farther south is La Quar: Zona de les Heures, an alluring field with ponds and massive stone shapings making a natural sunshine trap. Theres a shallow consortium for kids and a small canyon with a deepish consortium beneath for older people who like startle in. There are at least four other kitties in the vicinity of Zona de les Heures, and inquiring them makes a great adventure for children and the young at heart.

To find this family-friendly wild swimming, turn left down the slip road distinguished with two clues, one pronouncing Vilartimo and the other Goles de les Heures. Follow the road to the right and you soon witness the river. Climb down the boulders and the first access to the irrigate is on your privilege. Stroll another 100 m to reaching the canyon, which allows you jump in, though do check the water level first.

Another 5km south, near Santa Maria de Merls, we find another enormous blot to leap and nose-dive from rocks into a deep river kitty. This secluded spot is 5km( 10 times drive) from Santa Maria de Merls on the BV-4 406. Theres a small spot to park by the left-hand slope of the road. Cross to the other side of the road and follow the gravel direction clockwise round the field until you reach the river. Its an easy, three-minute walk from the car park. From Barcelona, take the B-1 0/ C-5 8/ C-1 6 for 100 km towards Santa Coloma de Gramenet until departure 90. Then follow the C-6 2 towards( and past) Olvan for 12 km until you appreciate a brown sign for the Riera Merls. Turn left towards Gironella and Berga and drive northward on the BV-4 406. Stay at Cmping Riera de Merls ( from 13.90 per tent plus 5.40 pp )

Santiago de Compostela: A Firveda

Galicia is a land of luxuriant wheeling hills stranded with crystalline rivers: its known as el pa de los mil ros ( country of a thou sand flows ). Cascading waterfalls and flow beaches meet 1,000 miles of sea-coast to prepare the region a wild swimmers paradise. Galicias gorse- and heather-covered hills and mossy drystone walls are reminiscent of Derbyshire or Cornwall, but the palm trees remind us “were in” Spain.

Since the middle ages, pilgrims have flocked to Galicia, and their modern equivalents, heavy-laden with rucksacks, still stroll the Camino de Santiago. On our wild float pilgrimage, we leader south from Santiago for the tiny hamlet of A Frveda in the foothills of the Serra do Cando mountain. Ninety minutes later, we find ourselves picking our method down a steep rocky track with the boom of the cascade developing even greater. In the jungle-like, mossy valley, we bathe in the two natural ponds and dare one another to swim under the relentles, cascading waters of this dramatic cascade near the causes of the Verdugo river.

Park on the CP-0 306 outside A Frveda by a wooden sign for Ro Verdugo no Firenza . Stroll into the village, turn left at the fountain, move for 10 instants down a restricted mossy track and persist down the hill, past another fountain . The way is rocky and slippery. Stay at Camping Maceira ( from 4.50 per tent plus 4.50 pp ), an hours drive from A Frveda

Mlaga: Ro Verde

Just 90 minutes north-east of Mlaga, high-pitched in the Sierra Nevada, awaits a awesome undertaking for adults and children in a stunning natural environment. We start our date at the narrowest the members of the oleander-garlanded canyon, where thrill-seekers are leaping from a mountain ledge, clearing the treetops by inches before plummeting into a cool creek pool.

Weve heard theres a secret cataract at the top of the Barranco de las Chorreras gorge. We climb up steep, narrow directions, overtaking astounding rock-and-roll formations draped in mosses; the breath is heavy with the scent of pine and wild herbs. Theres a lot of ascending and descending and quite a bit of zig-zagging across the river. We reach a small cataract, which cascades down yellowish rock-and-rolls into a round turquoise reserve, La Poza Central. This is a wild swimmers paradise, and we cant defy a immerse. Revived, we march on, and after an arduous trek implying rope connections, we sounds our destination before we see it: the strong and majestic downpour at the chief of the gorge. We seem humbled and empty and a long way from civilisation. Nevertheless, we try and swimming under the pounding irrigates, getting pushed back again and again by its forceful cascade.

A few terms of admonish: “youve got to be” physically fit to reach the top waterfall. Here i am limited or no phone coverage here. Follow the signs, obstruct to the river and take a map. Flash deluges may wash away hanging bridges: if the connections havent been rebuilt after the previous years inundates, the river is frequently shallow enough in summer to wade or amble across. From Mlaga take the A7 east towards Almucar, then pate north on the -A4 050. After Otvar proceed north for 6km, stop at gateway on left by the yellowed shack( theres a small entrance fee for cars; in wintertime, the key is at El Capricho Bar in Otvar ). Drive 5km down the bumpy, steep track and park at the abandoned run room or drive up steep mountain for 200 m and park. Head north-west, preventing the river to your privilege, and extend the dam. Clamber down rocks to the river, cross and follow north-east to the first pool. Bide at Camping Tropical Almucar ( from 5 per tent plus 5pp )

Granada: Lake Negratn

Photograph: Alamy

Negratn, a brilliant aquamarine lake beneath Mount Jabalcn, is one of our favourite Spanish wild swimmings. Set within a immense plateau, El Altiplano de Granada, this beautiful unspoilt country is part of the natural commons of Sierra de Baza and Sierra de Castril. After an hours drive from Granada, we arrive in time for a sundown dip. Freshened, we feed delicious fish at the Cortijo del Cura restaurant overlooking the water.

At sunrise we experience another magical swim across the lake from the inland beach in the warm, silvery waters. In high summer, the beach is favourite with neighbourhoods; take a drive or stroll around the huge pond to determine more secluded recognizes. Meanwhile, the small town of Cuevas del Campo, precisely northward of the three gorges reservoir, boasts various cave homes for which the area is famous. There are currently thermal springs Baos de Zjar, determined somewhat above the lakeside next to Los Baos restaurant where you can enjoy the therapeutic irrigates and a great view. From Granada take the -A9 2/ N-3 42 east, turn left at the GR-7 100, follow the road until it convenes the -A3 15, and turn left just before Freila. Heading north, youll pass Camping la Cabauela ( from 3.50 per tent plus 3.80 pp) and then contact the reservoir. You can park outside the restaurant and the beach is in front of you. Arrive early and you have been able to the place to yourself

This is an edited removed from Wild Swimming Spain by John Weller and Lola Culsn( 15.99, Wild Things Publishing ). Guardian readers can experience a 30% deduction( plus free p+ p) by registering Guardian as the coupon code at wildthingspublishing.com

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Different apoplexies: wild swimming in Spain

Forget the costas mountain creeks and clear reservoirs volunteer the best escape from Spains summer heat. The writers of the brand-new Wild Swimming Spain select favourite cleansing recognizes within reach of the big cities

Madrid: La Charca Verde and Manzanares

Just over an hour from Madrid, the granite outcrops of La Pedriza, in the Cuenca Alta del Manzanares regional park, cater the backdrop to a wonderful wild swimming spot. These mountains are the backdrop for Ernest Hemingways For Whom the Bell Tolls, specified during the course of its Spanish Civil War. Today, the area is popular with hikers, climbers and wild swimmers.We expected to pay an entrance fee but the three men in the hut at the entrances smile and curve us through. We drive 5km up through pine forests beneath the enforce mountains to a small bar and car park by the Manzanares river.

We follow the river upstream. From its source near the Navacerrada pass, the ocean has smoothed and sculpted the rock-and-rolls into surreal conditions. Class are having fun in the kitties, but the sheer period of the river, the abundant vegetation, and the wide-eyed alternative of swimming recognises necessitates it never detects crowded. When the footpath subdivides, we take the claim crotch, sweep a connection and resume up the valley to our left, lastly clambering over massive stones to reach La Charca Verde( Green Pond ). Enormous bleached rocks on one side have been worn smooth, and youngsters slide down them, giggling with rejoice as they slip into the sea. On the other side, promontories above the deep pool are a perfect neighbourhood to show off your diving.

This river often sufficed as the backdrop for nostalgic creator Francisco Goya. Those who arrive early just as the sun( also) rises could have this atmospheric place all to themselves. On the M30/ M607, it takes simply over an hour to drive from Madrid to the parking lot . From here, its a 20 -minute stroll. Camping El Ortigal ( tent lurch 6.60) adds all the demands with no frills

Barcelona: Riera de Merls

Abundant reserves and waterfalls along sandstone ravines acquire the Riera de Merls, 117 km north of Barcelona, a perfect region for wild float. To protecting children otter person, long stretchings of the river are designated areas of natural attention. The waters are also home to trout, catfish, Pyrenean newts, salamanders and a variety of frogs and toads. If youre luck you might view a kingfisher or a wild “cat-o-nine-tail”. Innumerable deep reserves along the river, often have high rock-and-rolls to jump and dive from. The nearby ancient town of Santa Maria de Merls boasts a ruined castle, the Romanesque bell tower of the church of Sant Marti and a Gothic bridge.

Probably the best plaza to start is the natural kitty next to Cmping Riera de Merls( GPS ), which is great for leap, wallowing and recreation. We amble 400 metres south along the road to a secluded and enchanting waterfall at an joint of the river. Gaze out for a small route through the undergrowth on the left-hand surface of the road. Follow the course until you contact rocks overlooking the main pond, with the waterfall on your left hand. You can register the pool from the banks of the far area of the cascade. Get there early to enjoy this reserve in peace and privacy.

La Quar: Zona de les Heures

About 2km farther south is La Quar: Zona de les Heures, an alluring field with ponds and massive stone shapings making a natural sunshine trap. Theres a shallow consortium for kids and a small canyon with a deepish consortium beneath for older people who like startle in. There are at least four other kitties in the vicinity of Zona de les Heures, and inquiring them makes a great adventure for children and the young at heart.

To find this family-friendly wild swimming, turn left down the slip road distinguished with two clues, one pronouncing Vilartimo and the other Goles de les Heures. Follow the road to the right and you soon witness the river. Climb down the boulders and the first access to the irrigate is on your privilege. Stroll another 100 m to reaching the canyon, which allows you jump in, though do check the water level first.

Another 5km south, near Santa Maria de Merls, we find another enormous blot to leap and nose-dive from rocks into a deep river kitty. This secluded spot is 5km( 10 times drive) from Santa Maria de Merls on the BV-4 406. Theres a small spot to park by the left-hand slope of the road. Cross to the other side of the road and follow the gravel direction clockwise round the field until you reach the river. Its an easy, three-minute walk from the car park. From Barcelona, take the B-1 0/ C-5 8/ C-1 6 for 100 km towards Santa Coloma de Gramenet until departure 90. Then follow the C-6 2 towards( and past) Olvan for 12 km until you appreciate a brown sign for the Riera Merls. Turn left towards Gironella and Berga and drive northward on the BV-4 406. Stay at Cmping Riera de Merls ( from 13.90 per tent plus 5.40 pp )

Santiago de Compostela: A Firveda

Galicia is a land of luxuriant wheeling hills stranded with crystalline rivers: its known as el pa de los mil ros ( country of a thou sand flows ). Cascading waterfalls and flow beaches meet 1,000 miles of sea-coast to prepare the region a wild swimmers paradise. Galicias gorse- and heather-covered hills and mossy drystone walls are reminiscent of Derbyshire or Cornwall, but the palm trees remind us “were in” Spain.

Since the middle ages, pilgrims have flocked to Galicia, and their modern equivalents, heavy-laden with rucksacks, still stroll the Camino de Santiago. On our wild float pilgrimage, we leader south from Santiago for the tiny hamlet of A Frveda in the foothills of the Serra do Cando mountain. Ninety minutes later, we find ourselves picking our method down a steep rocky track with the boom of the cascade developing even greater. In the jungle-like, mossy valley, we bathe in the two natural ponds and dare one another to swim under the relentles, cascading waters of this dramatic cascade near the causes of the Verdugo river.

Park on the CP-0 306 outside A Frveda by a wooden sign for Ro Verdugo no Firenza . Stroll into the village, turn left at the fountain, move for 10 instants down a restricted mossy track and persist down the hill, past another fountain . The way is rocky and slippery. Stay at Camping Maceira ( from 4.50 per tent plus 4.50 pp ), an hours drive from A Frveda

Mlaga: Ro Verde

Just 90 minutes north-east of Mlaga, high-pitched in the Sierra Nevada, awaits a awesome undertaking for adults and children in a stunning natural environment. We start our date at the narrowest the members of the oleander-garlanded canyon, where thrill-seekers are leaping from a mountain ledge, clearing the treetops by inches before plummeting into a cool creek pool.

Weve heard theres a secret cataract at the top of the Barranco de las Chorreras gorge. We climb up steep, narrow directions, overtaking astounding rock-and-roll formations draped in mosses; the breath is heavy with the scent of pine and wild herbs. Theres a lot of ascending and descending and quite a bit of zig-zagging across the river. We reach a small cataract, which cascades down yellowish rock-and-rolls into a round turquoise reserve, La Poza Central. This is a wild swimmers paradise, and we cant defy a immerse. Revived, we march on, and after an arduous trek implying rope connections, we sounds our destination before we see it: the strong and majestic downpour at the chief of the gorge. We seem humbled and empty and a long way from civilisation. Nevertheless, we try and swimming under the pounding irrigates, getting pushed back again and again by its forceful cascade.

A few terms of admonish: “youve got to be” physically fit to reach the top waterfall. Here i am limited or no phone coverage here. Follow the signs, obstruct to the river and take a map. Flash deluges may wash away hanging bridges: if the connections havent been rebuilt after the previous years inundates, the river is frequently shallow enough in summer to wade or amble across. From Mlaga take the A7 east towards Almucar, then pate north on the -A4 050. After Otvar proceed north for 6km, stop at gateway on left by the yellowed shack( theres a small entrance fee for cars; in wintertime, the key is at El Capricho Bar in Otvar ). Drive 5km down the bumpy, steep track and park at the abandoned run room or drive up steep mountain for 200 m and park. Head north-west, preventing the river to your privilege, and extend the dam. Clamber down rocks to the river, cross and follow north-east to the first pool. Bide at Camping Tropical Almucar ( from 5 per tent plus 5pp )

Granada: Lake Negratn

Photograph: Alamy

Negratn, a brilliant aquamarine lake beneath Mount Jabalcn, is one of our favourite Spanish wild swimmings. Set within a immense plateau, El Altiplano de Granada, this beautiful unspoilt country is part of the natural commons of Sierra de Baza and Sierra de Castril. After an hours drive from Granada, we arrive in time for a sundown dip. Freshened, we feed delicious fish at the Cortijo del Cura restaurant overlooking the water.

At sunrise we experience another magical swim across the lake from the inland beach in the warm, silvery waters. In high summer, the beach is favourite with neighbourhoods; take a drive or stroll around the huge pond to determine more secluded recognizes. Meanwhile, the small town of Cuevas del Campo, precisely northward of the three gorges reservoir, boasts various cave homes for which the area is famous. There are currently thermal springs Baos de Zjar, determined somewhat above the lakeside next to Los Baos restaurant where you can enjoy the therapeutic irrigates and a great view. From Granada take the -A9 2/ N-3 42 east, turn left at the GR-7 100, follow the road until it convenes the -A3 15, and turn left just before Freila. Heading north, youll pass Camping la Cabauela ( from 3.50 per tent plus 3.80 pp) and then contact the reservoir. You can park outside the restaurant and the beach is in front of you. Arrive early and you have been able to the place to yourself

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