Last Wednesday, we learned that Les Miserables is going to Dubai this November. The husband and I couldn’t contain our excitement that today’s first order of business is to book theatre tickets! This good news prompted me to blog about our Les Miserables experience in London. It was one of the highlights of our trip and probably the one we look forward to the most. We can go on skipping a few art museums, a fancy dinner date or missing the Buckingham Palace (we almost did, waaaah!), but Les Mis in West End? Hell no.
Prior to our trip, we made sure our seats were all sorted out. We could’ve opted to buy cheaper tickets at Leicester Square, on the day, but we fear of not getting our preferred seats (that matches our budget) compared to taking our time when buying online. Although I admit, we still didn’t get the best seats in the house.
Excited for the night, we arrived in West End an hour and a half early. We headed straight to the Queen’s Theatre to collect our tickets (we showed a printed booking confirmation from TimeOut), before getting dinner. West End was packed! There were lots of people lining up for tickets or to enter the nearby theatres. Some, I feel, taking advantage of pre-theatre meals, that are generally cheaper to normal dinner deals.
At 7PM, we entered Queen’s Theatre’s doors and went to find our seats, passing by the bar downstairs. Although I’ve seen the theatre setup online, I didn’t expect the seats to be super steep and not to mention, cramped! Sitting there makes me feel like I’m gonna fall and roll down to the stage. I thank God for being small; otherwise, it would be very uncomfortable.
The stage looked so far and down; and while waiting for the curtain to roll up, I doubt how we would be able to see everything. It seemed like I’m gonna stretch my neck for the next few hours. I also wonder about how those seated in R/V (restricted view) seats fared.
Lights were dimmed. The orchestra started playing. “1815, Digne” was projected to the curtain before it got pulled up. Our seat wasn’t as bad as I thought but it could’ve been better if there was no tall guy sitting in front of me. Oh well.
Les Miserables lived up to our expectations. I love the revolving stage as it made the change of scenes smooth. The barricade was impressive as well.
The live singing and acting (although their faces appeared blurry from where I was seated) were brilliant. I resisted the temptation of singing along to Fantine and Eponine’s sad ballads. I Dreamed a Dream and On My Own were rendered beautifully and full of soul. I wonder how would it feel if we saw Rachelle Ann Go’s Fantine instead. It would have been spine tingling. The two popular songs lingered in my head for days but not as quite as the uber catchy Master of the House, which is my ultimate favorite among all Les Mis songs. The musical was ended by a moving rendition of Do You Hear The People Sing. God, it sounded more powerful when heard live! It makes me want to raise my fist in the air.
Les Mis finished at almost 11PM and as we bolted out the theatre’s doors, I can hear a lot of people singing songs from the musical. Everyone was bitten by the Les Mis bug. Hmmm, I can get used to this.
Five weeks later, we still play/sing along to Les Mis while driving. Now that we’re bound to see it again in November, I think this will go on until the end of the year.