Today I went to the Princess of Wales theatre with a good friend to see Charlie and the Chocolate Factory. It was an intriguing piece with some inspiring musical numbers and some funky costumes to say the least. It was a beautiful theatre though, even from underneath the balcony. The lights weren’t too bright and seats were relatively comfortable (although I am pretty sure my butt fell asleep at one point but I just stood up during the intermission and shook my legs).
We looked at the brochures and talked throughout the night about life in school and at work. We knew it would be an earlier show several weeks before we went but of course neither of us slept very well. One of us would yawn and then the other would give them a look before yawning themselves. So when the lights went out in the theatre, it made us both even more sleepy.
Like I said though the show was inspiring to say the least. But not only was the music, but the story was too. Charlie Bucket wanted nothing more than to see inside Willy Wonka’s factory. He felt he didn’t belong, plus his family was living in hard times. He only wanted a golden ticket to get through the gates of the factory and show Willy Wonka his ideas for chocolate and treats. He allowed himself to follow a dream that seemed almost impossible at such a young age. It made me realize that you really need to go for what you want, strive for your dreams and work for what you really want.
Needless to say, he had a wild imagination.
After the show, we went to a restaurant down the street and had an early dinner. I also happen to have a Christmas present for him, which he was a little upset at me for, since he doesn’t feel like I should buy him things. But he loved the gift anyways. When it came to paying for dinner, we had our usual argument about who would pay.
To give you the run down, it ended with me trying to steal his debit card and then both of us giving each other dirty looks. He ended up paying. Only because I let him though, I cannot under any circumstances allow him to think he won a battle against me. It just wouldn’t be right.
The night over all was lovely though. I hope that I can continue to be inspired by the show and reach for the stars. But mostly, I hope my friend knows that I am winning the next round whether he likes it or not 😉