When you book tickets to a show a whole year ago, its really easy to forget you did any such thing, so it came as a bit of a shock to us a couple of weeks back when we suddenly remembered we had tickets to it somewhere in the house. We had to carry out a mini ransack to find them and then off we went yesterday to see the show as well see all the vibrant Chinese new year celebrations in Manchester’s China town. It’s always so colourful and bustling that you have to weave your way in and out of the crowds following the dragon parade but it’s always really interesting to see.
Little Z had the best view as his dad lifted him up to get a good look. Being not so tall, I had a good view of a lot of heads. Shame he couldn’t lift me too and shame I didn’t think to put some heeled boots on. We actually missed the main dragon procession as we were running a bit late but, luckily, they have multiple dragon parades that dance their way through the streets and go into each of the shops. There was a brilliant atmosphere and it hit home what a brilliant place Manchester can be and how warm it all felt in the freezing cold. From seeing all the recent world and political events on the news, it made me realise how lucky we are to be living where we do and where so much is celebrated so proudly. Even the never ending rain didn’t feel so bad yesterday, and rain it did, pretty much non stop.
After a quick lunch of snacky street food (followed by chips for Z because “I don’t like this”) we made our way to see the Terracotta army in the corn exchange on our way to the MEN arena and they are were really worth stopping for. I’d read about them briefly on Sarah’s blog Extraordinary Chaos and thought we could spend a minute or so checking them out. There were originally commissioned for the Beijing Olympics and are now doing a little tour of the world with all the free time they have now that the Olympics are over. You could walk around each of the models in the display and even touch them (carefully!). They looked even better lit up in the evening and stand so resolutely and silently as they always do. There is even a pregnant Terracotta army lady, presumably able to go off on maternity leave soon, which I completely missed until Little Z dragged me to it and laughed his head off because he found her big tummy so funny. I think he’s forgotten that his mum looked like that last year. If you happen to be passing them whilst they’re on tour then you should definitely stop and admire them for a bit. You’ll be there for more than a minute and they’re really good to see close up. I’ve never seen the original Terracotta army but I was surprised to find, after a quick Google, that there is a Terracotta army museum in Dorchester, of all places. It’s the only museum outside of China that is dedicated to the Terracotta warriors. So I might have to check that out one day.