Life in London

So, we've officially been in London for a month, and it's still just as incredible as the first day. But I have gotten so used to it. It's so normal to say, "Oh, the movie is playing in Leicester Square" or "Let's go down to Oxford Street" or "It's past Charing Cross Road."

I'm so used to it here, and I love it. I actually know my way around Central London. Awesome.

We've been doing a ton of writing. Lots of exercises, and outlining our one-act play and our feature. I've had a challenge with the feature, and I've had to switch from my original idea, but I think I'm on to something now. I have a really good plan, I think. I hope.

Last weekend was an amazing one. Thursday we went to see "Wicked," which was so, so incredible. The singing was amazing. The songs are the best, and I haven't stopped listening to them since. The acting was great. We saw the understudy in the role of the Wicked Witch of the West, and she was incredible, so I can't even believe what the normal lead must be like. I'm actually glad we got to see the understudy, because I was just imaging how amazing that must have been for her. How that was probably one of the best nights of her life.

Anyway, "Wicked" was incredible. Great sets, awesome lighting, wires to raise people up in the air. Everything was great.

Friday we went to the London Film Museum, and the walk there took us over this walking bridge with the most beautiful view of Parliament and the London Eye and the Thames. It was just gorgeous, and even more so, because I wasn't expecting it.

The museum was fun. It looked a little sketchy at first, but it turned out to be good. We saw the Batsuit Christian Bale wore, some costumes, the Tardis from Doctor Who, the alien queen from Alien, and more, including some Star Wars stuff.

Sunday was one of the most amazing days ever. We waited in line for wristbands for the BAFTAS red carpet, and we got them. So, then, at noon, we went to the red carpet. We got to be in the second row. The only problem was, we had to wait outside for five hours before any celebrities arrived. And it was possibly the coldest, rainiest, wettest day in London so far. And we were outside.

I would've been fine if I didn't have puddles in my boots. There were actually times when I didn't know if I could wait any longer.

But of course, I did. And it was totally worth it. We saw so many great people: Martin Freeman, Hugh Jackman, Anne Hathaway, Helen Mirren, Jennifer Lawrence, Henry Cavill, Daniel Day-Lewis, Tim Burton, Helena Bonham-Carter, Joaquin Phoenix, George Clooney, Ben Affleck, Jennifer Garner, John C. Reilly, Sarah Silverman, Sarah Jessica Parker, Jessica Chastain, Simon Pegg, Saorsie Ronan, Judi Dench, Tom Hiddleston, Jeremy Ervine, Samuel L. Jackson, Quentin Tarantino, Thandie Newton, Christoph Waltz, Marion Cotillard, and more.

I was hoping all weekend that I'd see Damian Lewis, since he's British, and is one of my favorite actors. And then, he was there. Only, I didn't see his face. Jared said, "Hey, Damian Lewis!" And I looked, and I just saw his back. And he's much taller than I imagined. But, anyway, today I was looking at BAFTAS pictures and I saw one of him and his wife, who was wearing a light blue dress. And I kicked myself. Because I remember thinking, "Wow, look at that baby blue dress." And I saw her clearly. And it turns out, she was with him. So I probably looked right at him and didn't even realize.

Oh well. It was still fantastic.

Anyway, Friday we leave for Paris for the weekend, and I'm super excited!!

Here's hoping it's better than Belgium!!