We had dinner that night at Colonel Saab, which was right next door to our hotel. The space used to be the Holborn city hall, and I’m unclear if all the chandeliers are original to the city hall or that Saab liked dusting crystal.
Colonel Saab was good food. Big props for Saab just serving dishes at a set heat level, no questions about 1-10 spiciness.
When we were walking around the West End we noticed Six was playing, which seemed up Michele’s alley. So I found some last minute tickets, which was pretty easy to do for all the West End shows mid week. Michele likes to read historical fiction about English history. There was a moment in the show where the wives are wondering why they are famous at all, and they rhetorically ask “Do you remember who Henry the 7th’s wife was?” Michele was about to raise her hand. It was pretty light fare, but it kept two jet lagged Americans awake with some good singing.
Before Six I could name three of the wives, but now I know all of them! So I guess I learned something.
Walking back to the hotel I thought about the beautiful lighting of old cities at night.
