I know what you're saying, Luba. Ever since last year, I had to get used with my newly found freedom. It took me some time to get adjusted to it, mentally, really. And when I grew out of going out all night and staying up until late, I've started to do things for myself. One art exibit show, a long walk in a park all alone, a few euros spent while book hunting on some antique bookstore in the old part of Paris...
It's soooooo easy to just do nothing and become the slave of your own damn routine.
As for ballet, check it out with the opera in your city. Our EC (Entreprise Committee) pays for half the price of the ticket, check it out and see if yours does the same - most big companies offer lots of advantages like that. I got to see the ballet with 30 E - the ticket was 60 E, initially, but you could buy tickets with 40 E also - another category.
As for the representation in itsself... I tell you, it was really something. The costumes were so impressive, so delicate and suggestive - the prime ballerina had a red dress, the Spanish style, with a red flower on her hair. I won't even start describing the rest of the people in the background. A real feist of colour and grace.
Plus, it was a show in open space, on a wonderful summer evening - they had high green fences on each side of the yard and when the winf was blowing you could see the leaves moving and the same movement in the dresses of the ballerinas. And the music - I didn't know "Don Quijote" beforehand - was so lively and gay... Very very nice.
Too bad it ended up at midnight and I had to hurry to catch the last metro back home, I would have loved to stroll around in town with my friends and savour the moment more...
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