This morning it was a relief to wake up from a good nights sleep instead of an hour. Upon getting up, it struck me that today is the last day of Halle tour for the year and this is overwhelmingly sad as it is happy a thing. So many adventures in so little time.
After breakfast, we gathered our things and went to catch the tube - something Id never done before and was quite intimidated by - mainly by how quickly doors open/shut and those huge escalators that make you go dizzy because of how tall they go. There was also a strong fear of losing my travel ticket but it stuck with me in the end so all was well.
We got the underground to a church where we were performing. Only small, but the acoustic was incredible. It reminded me a lot of a church we performed in in Manchester a while ago, one right on the outskirts and hence fairly small but still beautifully designed and crafted.
After rehearsals, of our repertoire from the past 10 months, we left our things and went for a walk to see the national gallery - a place I missed out on on my last trip to London and was hence really glad to see today.
The gallery itself was much too big to see all of in the little time we had, so me and my group of friends (who are all some of the best people you will ever meet) went for our favourites. They like the impressionists - as do I of course. But the piece I was most excited to see is called a portrait of marriage. The amount of detail captured is fascinating. I won't tell you every detail, though you should definitely read up on the theories, but he little details like the mirror which reflects you into the painting, and the fruit on the window or even the dog which represents friendship. This painting was introduced to me by my religious studies teacher near Christmas time, and I think that's one of the things I'm most grateful to sixth form about.
Leaving the busy square and gallery, we headed towards the even busier Covent gardens covered market which was so lively and loud. You could tell we were on a choir tour - we felt the need to burst into song every ten minutes to harmonise pop songs in 6 parts. So like Pitch Perfect only way more fun in real life.
Our concert at the church after that went well, with a pleasant audience who were glad to hear our Blake settings and Tudor polyphony. That repertoire repeated made me realise how easy and quick it is to forget all the progress you have made so definitely going to have to maintain that thought in relation to uni. Especially as I'm doing a performance degree... Let's hope exam results day goes well - not long now.
But the real highlight of today and perhaps the entire trip, was Matilda the musical. Me and my friends have been fans since it was first released so finally seeing it was... A dream come true. Literally. Like almost as awesome as the proms but not quite entirely. We were singing along to all the songs even though our throats were sore from all the hard work we have been doing singing. The buzz on the way back to the hostel was so bright and cheerful. Definitely a great last night. Let's home tomorrow is a good last tomorrow - even though it will be horribly sad to say goodbye for the season to the friends I have made and to those who are leaving. But it's not really goodbye - it's just a see you later. And on that note, time for bed. Goodnight.
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