Liveblogging Twelfth Night: Intermission

Just about halfway through the text, we are suspending our slow-read of Twelfth Night.  Absolutely no complaints about the play which (though I still wouldn't count it as one of  my very favorites) is surely disclosing insights and delights that I never suspected in it before.  Thing is, we are off traveling again, and carrying our Shakespeare library seems like an indulgence (or a nuisance, depending on who is hoiking up the luggage).  We'll pick it up again at the end of the month.