So, why come all the way from Utah to London to see the Book of Mormon? Ya got me, but Liz wanted to get tix and see it. It had come to SLC and sold out immediately. The folks who had seen it said it was racy, raunchy and really funny. True dat!
The Prince of Wales Theater is in the heart of the theater district in Leicester Square. When we were finally able to get tix at the officially sanctioned kiosk, they said the theater was too small for them to handle the tickets and to go straight to the box office. It was a Sunday which meant trekking back over on Monday morning. Turns out, there were only 3 tix left at 150Pounds each (almost $400USD for two tix). Uh, I don’t think so. But there’s a lottery…..Each night, the theater holds back 22 front row seats and holds a lottery of all the peeps who show up at 5:30 and enter said lottery. The winners get seats for 22 pounds each. We’ll do it. But we will have a back up plan for another show just in case. So we come to the theater with about 100 other people and enter the lottery. I told the guy, look, smoking, drinking a gambling (eg lotteries) are “illegal” in Utah, and he should just skip the whole business and give me two tix. He laughed…. They spin the wheel, tix are distributed and hooting and hollering commence. He says, we have two sets of two tix left. Spins the cage. Pulls out a card. “Liz Fallis!” Booyah, we’re in! We pay, get our tix and head to a pub til the show starts.
I can’t even begin to tell you about this show. It is hysterical and if you get the chance, go see it. Especially if you live in Utah. Sometimes, I wasn’t sure if I was supposed to laugh or cry. It’s a satire. But to me it is a satire of a satire because Mormonism is a sort of satire on Christianity. Or something like that. If you are okay with every thing non PC, and you don’t mind the ‘f word’, go see it. Of course, no photography, so this is all you get:
The Proms was Tuesday night at Royal Albert Hall. Everyone under the sun, including Elton John and The Beatles have performed here. The theater is gorgeous and the sound is amazing. Bach and Bruckner sounded pretty damn good too. Tickets were 40 pounds each, but we had great seats. We ate at the restaurant inside the theater called the Verdi. Here is the menu:
Of the desserts, I should say. This is for Brett to see, actually. Tiramisu wasn’t too shabby.
Opposite the theater is the Royal Conservatory of Music. Here is a shot of that:
Turning your back on the conservatory reveals the front of the Royal Albert Hall:
And a pic of the interior (pics are ok, before the concert started).
London has a zillion people, but at the same time, is one of the most chill cities I have ever visited. There are no guns here and the police do not carry guns. It shows. Everyone just gets along on the street and people here go out of their way to be helpful. One of my new most fab cities to be sure.
We then took a train to Harwich, got on the Stena Ferry (carries freight, cars and people) and sailed 6 hours across the Atlantic (the start of the North Sea, actually) to the Hook of Holland. We hopped on a train that led us to Amsterdam. I sit typing this in our full apartment in downtown Amsterdam, cappucino in hand. I sign off with a pic of the two of us standing along the perimeter of the London Tower ( a castle, really), looking at the Tower Bridge (People call it the London Bridge but it isn’t. The London Bridge is close by, and unexceptional. The original LBridge, or what’s left of it, has been rebuilt at Lake Havasu Arizona. I have actually been there and walked over it.)