We went to hear the London Philharmonic Orchestra tonight. I thoroughly enjoyed the first piece, which was by Beethoven. The piece itself was quite emotional and passionate. It was neat to see the orchestra actually move with the music. The violinists and cellists reminded me of busy ants when they quickly moved their bow back and forth. The second piece was a cello concerto. It was awe-inspiring. Others did not like it as much, but I think I liked it so much because I am a fan of the cello. I always wanted to learn how to play the cello... Something about the cello's sound is so deep and soulful. As I listened to the orchestra, my heart felt hollow as if all the emotion I ever possessed was in the air of the theatre.
Today was quite cold... It was warming up the past couple of days (and by warming up, I mean it's been in the 50s fahrenheit), but today it was cold again and I feel cold to the bone. It reminded me of the coldest day I experienced in my entire life. Nancy and I were crossing a bridge to walk along the Thames and the wind was blowing against us. As we linked arms and slowly tried to walk against the overhwhelmingly strong wind, Nancy says, "What is this coming down my face? Oh my God Grace, I'm crying." Yes my friends, it was so cold that Nancy cried. I wanted to cry today because it was so cold.
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