Oxford Street Galore

   As a long time thespian myself, I had a great appreciation for the tour on today’s itinerary. The B.I.G had a look-see at the London Palladium, a very well known theater in all of England. The group did not have to meet up until a half past ten in the morning, which was a wonderful opportunity for us all to catch up on some much needed sleep. It does not seem like much, but after walking around day after day and then sitting for a moment your legs break out into Handel’s Hallelujah Chorus.

   When the twenty-four of us arrived at the Palladium, a short ways from Oxford Street, we were greeted by a plethora of musical theater belongings. There were numerous lines for the current show, A Chorus Line, our lovely tour guide, and the original London Till Girls (who are quite similar to the Radio City Rockettes of New York). The theater was built in a similar architecture to much more of the gorgeous England buildings, in a Victorian Gothic style. Beautiful red carpeting everywhere, sparkling gems covering the ceilings, and golden banistery winding around the rooms.  I loved getting this inside look at what it takes to put on a show of the equivalent to America’s own Broadway productions. We saw where the cast keeps props, the orchestra pit, and even the royal box where the Queen herself has sat.

   After the insightful tour, being as close to Oxford Street (thee place to do all major shopping... for days) as we were, a few of us headed out to continue on with more shopping. I have found this to be the case with frequency actually. Being the girly girl that I am, this is very much so one of my favourite activities, especially in a chic city like London. Somehow a few B.I.G’ers manage to make our way toward the main shopping points during our free time, and we have all found a love for the store Primark. Primark is this little God send we oh-so thankfully stumbled upon. It is four floors of sheer magic to any shopper, holding all of the latest trends inside and accessories of one’s wildest imagination, all for an extremely reasonable price. One of the many times while riding on the tube, I overheard an older English gentleman talking to a couple of tourists, helping them map out places to hit up, and he went on and on about Primark being a must see. This struck me slightly funny due to the fact that even an older man is in the know of the dos and do not’s here. I suppose that everyone in this city is up to speed with what is “in” especially living right around the corner from Oxford Street.