Shakespeare under the stars!


It’s been a couple of years since I’ve spent the night in London and was desperate to explore the city by moonlight and neon signs. After spending the day taking in some art which if you missed it ( very possible as I’m writing two blog posts a day at the moment ) you can catch up by taking a little peek here. I wanted to continue my day with more art just a different kind of art, I have seen close to a hundred musicals ( thanks to my dad’s love of them ) but had never actually seen a play one thing I was going to put right on this trip. With a new mission I headed to the other side of the river.


As everybody knows you can’t start a mission on a empty stomach so first things first I had to fill my belly up. And what better way to fill up then on Greek food, possibly my favourite kind of food, I just can’t get enough of it.


In my twenties I travelled around Europe on my own and last year I did some traveling around America on my own so eating in a restaurant on my own certainly does not bother me as much as it bothers other people watching a lone diner. The key to eating alone is the confident look in your eye that says I chose to eat alone and I’m more than happy with that and why wouldn’t you be, you know no one will try and nibble at your dinner. I wish I could remember the name of this restaurant because it was so delicious.


Cous cous, beetroot and feta salad I have already eaten this four times since I’ve been home. With my belly feeling like it might just burst I crossed the street ready to enjoy an evening of Shakespeare. 


I can’t tell you just how cold it was, add to that since I’ve lost weight even a light summer breeze sends my skin blue and I have to have my central heating on all summer. I literally have five layers on to spend the evening at Shakespeare’s globe but I was so excited.


For only £5 you can get a standing ticket to watch an evening performance ( believe me standing is just fine the time goes super quick ).


You just can’t get the sheer size of the globe until you are inside it, from the outside it looks small and to be honest a little ordinary but once inside you are transported back in time and into a stunningly beautiful play house. All of a sudden that small, ordinary building has tripled in size and feels just a little magical.


Luckily for me they had blankets you could rent and once I wrapped it round myself I was super toasty and a little excited for my first play. I got myself as comfy as possible while standing and enjoyed The taming of the shrew, I have read most of Shakespeare’s work and this was one I hadn’t read which made it a bit more magical although by the end of the first half you have a pretty good idea of how it’s going to end.


As the evening went on the globe become absolutely magical, lit by hundreds of fairy lights.


I loved my first play and am now on the hunt for more to watch its had me laughing and crying, I became fully emerged in the story and never wanted it to end.


By the time the performance ended night time had descended upon London and the city lit up. So I decided to take a long walk back to my hotel and enjoy the glistening city.


All the walking had given me a bit of an appetite, the kind that only a hot waffle and ice cream could satisfy. Ice cream at midnight is definitely my favourite thing about London.


Turns out my ice cream waffle didn’t quite hit the spot and once again I was drawn to the pretty lights of snog for a second dessert of the evening ( it has fruit on which makes it guilt free in my eyes ). An absolutely perfect way to spend my last night in London, exhausted and wanting to get up super early to enjoy my last day in London I fell into my hotel bed and quickly fell into a deep sleep.


1 Comment

  1. June 7, 2016 / 11:09 am

    I’ve never been to The Globe and I don’t know how or why I managed it!! It’s right up near the top of my London bucket list (which has of course massively grown since I stopped living there!)

    Love your descriptions in this, all kinds of excitement oozes out. There’s nothing quite like a mooch through London at night.
    M x

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