Attending the Globe Theater would have been quite an unforgettable experience of senses. Depending on the ticket I had been able to afford, I could have sat on the floor in the pit under the stage, I could have stood in front of the stage, or I could have sat down in a seat in the gallery, with a covering roof.
Since performances were held in summer afternoons, I would have probably seen and felt large masses of people pushing one another, and I would have heard them shouting at the actors and making comments in a loud voice. Perhaps I would have heard the actors raise their voices as well in order to be heard. Because of the weather season, I would have smelled the sticky sweat of people and the humidity of the London rain.