A couple of weeks ago, my best friend surprised both me and her other best friend, Emily, with our early Christmas present. It was a trip to Leeds to see the Little Mermaid Ballet and a girly day together. We were so excited to go. I had never been to the ballet before and the Little Mermaid is my favourite Disney film. I did later (by later, I mean 2 minutes before walking into the theatre) find out that it wasn’t the ballet version of the Disney film. It was the ballet version of the Hans Christian Andersen Little Mermaid story, which is a slightly different story line.
We had a fairly early rise, as our taxi was picking us up for the train station at 8.30 am. We took with us a bottle of bubbles for the train and rushed out the door into the taxi. It was really cold, as we had had snow on the Friday and we were due loads more on the Sunday, so knowing what to wear was a nightmare. It also meant there were delays with the trains, as well as the weather delays there were strikes on the train lines. This did actually work in our favour though, as the taxi took the long way to the station. We arrived with only 2 minutes to spare, but the train was delayed by 10 minutes, so saved our bacon.
We hadn’t been able to reserve seats because of the strikes, so when we got on the train it was chaos. Every single cabin was full. So we resorted to standing by the toilets – always the worst, especially for a 2 hour journey. After only a minute or two of standing, a lady walked by and informed us that because of the strikes we were able to sit in first class. So we had a great journey the whole way in first class. The strikes also meant the journey had changed slightly, so we didn’t have to get off and change either as it went straight through to Leeds.
We enjoyed our bottles of bubbles and non stopping nattering the whole way to Leeds. Including nattering with a lovely slightly older gentleman, who was telling us all about his super interesting life.
Arriving in Leeds
Kate had researched the best places to have brunch in Leeds and booked us in at Angelica Restaurant in Trinity Shopping Centre. It was a totally fabulous choice. It was on the 6th floor, so it had amazing views of Leeds and was so beautifully decorated for Christmas. They had a great brunch menu. I had gorgeous gluten free sour dough bread with halloumi, poached eggs and avocado.
We had some great festive cocktails too. I opted for Sleigh Bellini, which was midori, cointreau, prosecco and edible glitter, as did Emily. Kate picked a cinnamon and Aperol cocktail.
After brunch we headed in the direction of the Grand Theatre and made a quick stop off at Harvey Nichols. I was very restrained and didn’t buy anything.
We then made our way to the theatre and got ourselves a bottle of bubbles for the show. It was such a great show. The dancing was just incredible. We weren’t able to take any photography or videos, so I can’t show you anything, but this is the link to the trailer.
After the ballet we headed to a bar called 53° North, which Kate had also found for us. We had a couple of fab cocktails in there and some more girly gossiping. We then had to move on as the area we were sat in was reserved for a party.
After being asked to move, we decided to head for some dinner. We got slightly distracted and stopped en route for a couple more cocktails in All Bar One. All three of us tried one of their Christmas specials, which was DELICIOUS. It was Tia Maria, Baileys, Cream and Milk – probably 600 calories, but so tasty.
We grabbed some amazing grub in Wagamama and then head back to where it all started in Angelica for the last few cocktails and a little boogy (granted we were the only ones dancing) before catching the last train home.
The homeward journey
I wouldn’t normally feel the need to document the homeward journey, but it was really something special. It started with a little trip to M&S to pick up some snacks and drinks for the journey – Percy Pigs (obvs) and their super tasty sour cream and jalapeño crisps. We got on the train, after another small, freezing cold delay and had the most fun journey home ever.
The carriage was full to the brim and extremely lively. For almost the entire journey home a huge group of us were singing Christmas songs at the top of our lungs. Including people essentially dancing and banging the train, being the drum beat. I realise in trying to describe this homeward journey, we sound like hooligans, but it wasn’t like that at all. It was just a carriage full of festive cheer (other than a couple of people, who obviously could believe what was happening and was filming us all.)
Most of our singing companions got off at Sheffield, so we had the rest of our homeward journey with some loud and less likeable football fans that got on at Sheffield.
The weekend was then finished off wonderfully, with a mass amount of snow through the night on Saturday. So we had a fab snow day on Sunday. It included meat, cheese and olives, hot chocolates, board games, face masks, bubbles and Christmas films. I think it is safe to say, a great time was had by all and we will definitely be booking a girly day trip again next year.