So I started off my little adventure by having a lovely morning at the Borough Market - everyone there were super nice and let me try all sorts of things from all over the world. I had goat milk ice cream, Colombian coffee (anything for u @SofiaVergara), duck meat sandwiches from France and so much more!!!! and iT WAS ALL AMAZING
After that I had a walk in Southwark, however it was cold as balls so I went up in The Shard and did some writing in my travelling journal that I bought in Dublin last year. Then I watched the sunset before heading down to my next stop which was LAMDA aka where I was supposed to meet up with Emi babe. I was maaaybe an hour late or so, but it was because the sun wouldn’t ever fucking set k. Blame @sun
Emilia absolutely didn't give me a tour inside London's Academy of Music and Dramatic Arts. She's a good girl and would never break the rules and let me sneak in.
However I did fantasise about what it might look like inside that school, since I’ve heard sooo much about it. I even pictured they might have a classroom that looked like Hogwarts...
Sad I didn't get to see if it was true.😢
At this point I is a very happie Brookie.
No seriously, I'm afraid you can't even imagine how much this meant to me. I hugged Emilia like, a lot. And I hugged Charlie like, a lot too. Yes, me met two of the most important friends I've ever had. And I love them so much.
Thanks to them my trip to London wasn't a total waste after all, despite that tHE PURPOSE OF THE WHOLE DAMN THING SINCE 1,5 YEARS NOW DECIDED TO CANCEL HER SHOWS FOR THE SECOND TIME AND IN MY CASE FOR THE FOURTH I. AM. NOT. OKAY. FFS GAGA I FUCKING C A N ' T - I'VE TRAVELLED TO BELGIUM FRANCE ENGLAND (AND SWEDEN) FOR YOU AND ALL YOU DO IS POSTPONE CANCEL POSTPONE CANCEL SRSLY YOU + YOUR TEAM CAN'T EVEN PLAN A TOUR WELL ENOUGH BASED ON YOUR HEALTH - DO NOT GO ON “WORLD TOUR” IF YOU'RE SICK TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF INSTEAD AND DON'T MAKE PROMISES YOU CAN'T KEEP BC IT'S BEEN 2 YEARS OF WAITING AND PAYING AND STRUGGLING AND TRAVELLING FOR N O T H I N G
and then Charlie and I had fish and chips at a super cute little pub in Covent Garden before picking up our tickets for Wicked.
After that we went to Oxford Street to have pizza at Pizza Hu' (I've discoverated that Bri'ish people don't pronounce their Ts) and I’m not even joking (yes I'm back at Wicked again sorry for constantly messing up the order) but those 3 hours in the Apollo Victoria theatre were probably the best 3 hours of my life.
Me, Charlie and Gelphie were all in the same room together and I sobbed a lot. Charlie's shoulder got very wet. Sorry Charlie, for soaking your pretty pink dress with my happiness.
Oh, and then we met Glinda:
The next day was a tragedy. I didn't even take any pictures of it. Thanks a lot Gaga.
I intentionally slept all day - and I had this really cool dream where I got inside LAMDA and watched the students rehearse for some Shakespeare play... But yeah, then I woke up - all depressed because none of my dreams came true that day.
Yes, I may or may not have booked another ticket to see Wicked, just to fill my emptiness from not getting to see Gaga as planned.
Ironically, I sat right next to a guy with a huge "little monster" tattoo who was there for the exact same reason.
This is what happened during the intermission:
Girl next to me:
Hey, I’m Jennifer. Have you seen Wicked before?
Hey, I’m Brooklyn.
Yes, two days ago actually. I’m only here now because Lady Gaga cancelled her concerts-
Boy next to me:
NO WAY YOU TOO!?
*pulls up sleeve with Gaga tattoo*
Wow, the world is small.
*wipes rainbow tear*
Amen. I love it. Paws up. *cries*
And yeah then act 2 of my emotional roller coaster began.
However, the second performance wasn't near as good as the first one. Maybe it was because my favourite Elphie (Alice Fearn💚) got sick in the middle of act 1 and had to leave (the entire cast ended up consisting of standbys and swings...) or maybe it was because Charlie wasn't next to me.
I had to sob on my own shoulder.
Tbh I don't remember exactly on what day I did what hah but let's just summarise my trip like this: I walked around all of London by foot and tried to see as much as possible aka not only the big-touristy-stuff but also the teeny tiny hidden-cornery-stuff that wasn't as crowded
and indeed creepy af at night. And this went on from like, 10 in the morning until 11 at night (that's basically one work shift at my job tho) and for 3 whole days (would've been less if it wasn't for Gaga...) and I know it sounds lonely af but believe it or not - it was really enjoyable. I like being alone just as much as I like company lmao, so literally the only catch was Gaga the cold. It was freakin' cold. Like, minus degrees. I couldn't feel my fingers :-)
Oh and on the 6th I went to Harrods and had ~afternoon tea~
Just thought I'd put it out there, for y'all to see how Bri'ish I am.
Before I left I also bought some gifts for my family in their luxury chocolate hall.
The gifts were delicious.
I'm pretty sure I went here on the 5th but whatever nothing in this blog post's in chronological order anyway bECAUSE NOTHING FKN MATCHES MY AESTHETICS
Anyway now I'm in another skyscraper:
Normally I wouldn't add a photo like this because 1) low quality and 2) not chronological order but 3) IT'S THE ONLY PHOTO PROOF I HAVE FROM THE BEST DAY EVER AND THAT'S ALICE FEARN MY BABY ELPHIE AND SOPHIE EVANS AS GLINDA SO HOW COULD I NOT PUT IT IN THERE yes I am done thank u very much *bows*
Yay enjoy more low quality pics of nerdy stuff that I've sold my soul to
Oh and excuse me while I abuse the caps lock button once more ok
ON THE 6TH I SAW THE MOST INCREDIBLE SHOW I'VE EVER SEEN (after Wicked) AND I WOULD LITERALLY SACRIFICE MY LIFE, EXISTENCE AND (if really needed) PUFFY '80s HAIR TO SEE IT AGAIN BUT IT FKN CLOSES ON BROADWAY THREE DAYS BEFORE I GET THERE AND I THINK THE LONDON CAST'LL CHANGE SOON WHICH MEANS I WON'T SEE STEVEN WEBB AS THE GAY MORMON AND *catches breath* I aM nOt okAY
Btw, it's okay if you didn't get any of the theatre references quotes and names above; congratulations on being a normal, healthy, functioning person.
But if you did;
give me your number.
Some photos from day 1 at the London Bridge and Borough Market that I decided to put in the very end due to obsessive compulsiveness over clashing aesthetics: