I have always loved Adele. I tend to judge my favourite artists on how much I enjoy singing their songs, and Adele car singalongs with any of her albums playing have always been my favourite. From 19 to 21, I loved it all. Then, when I heard she was bringing out a new album I was so happy. She’d been away from the limelight to raise her first child for so long that it seemed like she would never come back. But she did, and she did it in style.
Admitting that she’d written an album that wasn’t good enough, causing her to throw it out and start again, was inspiring. If even the most talented people in the world can’t get it right first time, why should we expect ourselves to? Instead, her hard work, perseverance, and renewed faith in herself saw 25 sit proudly alongside her other albums.
When I first heard Hello on the radio, I cried. When I got my hands on her album, I couldn’t turn it off for weeks. When the tickets for her tour came out, I panicked. My London friends thought the ticket prices were too expensive, with the cheapest seats costing nearly £70. Undeterred, a group of my friends from the Disney International Program got together and we managed to grab tickets for the show in Glasgow. Yes, it would mean a five-hour train ride up to Edinburgh (including a delayed train on the way back which ended up being a nine-hour journey. Loving life). And yes, our seats were on the very back row of the arena. And when I say back, I mean the roof was the only thing behind us, which was rather novel, but nothing could take away from the fact that I was going to see Adele. Read on to find out about the experience.
The months have flown by, and I’ve lived in London for almost eight months now. I’m definitely not the same graduate who packed her bags and headed for the big smoke back in August. Here is what I’ve learned from living here. Hopefully it could help you know what to expect if you’re thinking of moving to London in the future. If you are, I definitely recommend it.
I haven’t been on a mini-break in quite a while, so going up to Scotland on Easter weekend definitely counted as a holiday – and it definitely cost enough. With the price of my trains costing equal to most return European flights, I knew I wanted to make the most of this adventure.
So at 8.30am on Good Friday, there I was in Kings Cross station, surrounded by legions of other people who were getting away for Easter. The train was fully reserved, so people were sitting on the floor, in the luggage racks, and whenever else they could find. Luckily I had a seat in the corner of the train, away from the madness of 50th birthday celebrations kicking off before lunchtime.
Four and a half hours after waving goodbye to London, I arrived in Edinburgh. The whole reason I was in Scotland was to see some of my roommates from when we all worked at Disney together. Since we live in opposite corners of the UK, it’s often hard to organise a time to meet up, so getting together to see Adele in Glasgow was the perfect reason.
Sadly the title of this blog is a tad misleading as I haven’t actually won an award. But the lovely Miss Jamie-Leigh has nominated me to answer ten tricky questions, which is just as good.
The Liebster Award is a tag that’s travelling around the blogging community at the moment. Someone nominates you, invents ten questions, you answer them and then nominate another ten people. It’s not too complicated, right? Though I’ve been given some fairly tricky questions. So if you want to find out what the best lipstick ever is or read my starter blogging tips, read on.
Another week been and gone already. Where are they flying off to? The really exciting part of this week was that it finally started feeling a tiny bit like spring. It’s not pitch black when I leave the office anymore, and there’s still a bit of light left in the sky when I get home now as well. After months and months of barely seeing daylight, this feels practically indulgent. Bring on the day when the clocks change and I’ll get a whole hour of sunshine/cloud before the London sky goes from grey to blackish orange. Got to love that light pollution.
After that terribly British intro of talking about the weather, I have actually done some other interesting things this week. I fell in love with Whole Foods (I was previously an anti-snob about it, but I was wrong), sang a bit of Coldplay at choir, and went on a London day-trip with my University pals.
Read on to find out how it all went.