Ballet

Today was the day I went to one. More specifically, I went to the Royal Opera's rendition of Cinderella. Our program had extra money, so we were each given 60 pounds to spend on a show that was considered by the faculty educational or culturally enlightening. I have been wanting to see a ballet since I've been here and didn't think I'd get the chance since all the tickets I've look at have been 120 pounds, but we found tickets for 60 pounds and knew it was meant to be. Our seats were straight on facing the stage and we even had "fixed seats" that were like barstools, but padded and with armrests. I actually like them...a lot.

The actual ballet was absolutely amazing. I was sitting next to Laura and Jenny who were both equally as excited as I was, so we were all ecstatic as the orchestra started to play and the lights dimmed and the curtain pulled back...oh what a special moment that was.

I think my mouth was hanging open the entire time, the dancers were incredible and pretty much floated on air. The ugly step-sisters were played perfectly by two men, and there was a jester who could jump about ten feet in the air. I think his secret was that he froze midair a few times, beat his feet together and then unfroze for his landing. The costumes were just gorgeous...and very sparkly.

I didn't think the three hour production would go by quickly but it did. It was so sad when it ended. But not really, because Cinderella and the Prince walked happily towards their ever after while gold glitter fell from the sky. It was a happy ending. After this, I think I can consider my London experience complete. As complete as it will be in the time I have at least...there's too much to see and do in this city. You could live here your entire life and not see half of the things it has to offer, and I'm sure a lot of people do just that.