All I can say is that it was AMAZING. Our seats were brilliant - no need for nosebleeds or night-vision binoculars after all. It was the best two hours I've spent sitting down for a very long time. You know when your smile stretches your cheeks until they hurt and you can feel happiness like a tight ball bursting in your chest? I still feel like that two days on!
When I was back home, cocooned in my cosy bed with the Nutcracker music running through my head on a loop (which bloody kept me up all night) all I wanted to do was watch Fantasia to relive the brilliance of the ballet. Instead I got trippy dancing mushrooms and thistles and floating flower heads and strangely sexual angel fish. I fell asleep half way through and woke up to unicorns, centaurs, cherubs and pegasus. I forgot how much I love that bit. When I was younger I wanted to be the ginge centaur with a dove on her head (still the case).
If you've forgotten how much you love that bit of Fantasia, here are some pictures to remind you. Enjoy.