The culture: Sleeping Beauty, The Royal Opera House, London.
The cheap seats: £10 amphitheatre slips seats (purchased through their Student Standby Scheme: www.roh.org.uk/for/students). Distant but glorious.
I’ve been in love with ballet ever since I was a little girl taking classes in a pink leotard and cross-over cardigan. I still remember the pride I felt when I graduated from elastics to ribbons. Sadly though, I left my dance classes behind as I grew up. I’ve always secretly regretted it and I’ve recently resumed.
My first experience of ‘proper ballet’ was seeing a Russian company perform ‘The Nutcracker’ in a leisure centre where I grew up. It became Christmas tradition and we saw most of the greats (including ‘Coppélia’, which freaks me out to this day).
Last night I was so lucky to be able to make my first trip to the Royal Opera House in Covent Garden for their production of ‘Sleeping Beauty’. It’s a well-known story so very easy to follow and even features a snippet of that song Disney made famous in their movie version (the woman behind me hummed ‘I know you I walked with you once upon a dreeeaam’ quite noticeably throughout this dance).
It was my first experience of ballet on such a large scale and it blew me away. Everything was just so beautiful, from the ornate high ceiling right down to the cellos in the Orchestra Pit.
My £10 ticket found me up above the fourth tier which was dizzying but I loved the bird’s eye view this offered me – looking down upon the masses of people (the theatre seats a whopping 2,256 people) and people-watching in the stalls (where people paid up to £122. I would much prefer to go twelve times at £10 than once at that price!). Once the ballet began I had a wonderful gaze over the stage – though from the side – which meant I could see everything clearly and admire the choreography from above. These tickets are sold as restricted view but I would call them ‘Alternative View’. Surprisingly, I was even able to hear the pitter-patter of tiny feet en pointe from my seat. It was awe-inspiring.
The night was easily the most magical I’ve spent in London to date. A wave of calm washed over me from the second the Orchestra struck up and started Tchaikovsky’s beautiful score. The dancing was stunning and it really took my breath away.
I left feeling like I was floating on air, covered in goosebumps, and with my hands aching from clapping so hard. I’m still baffled by the ballet’s applause etiquette though, comprehended only by the regulars in the Stalls. I think this will take me a few more trips to master – I can’t wait.