My Visit to the Bolshoi Theatre
Last autumn my cousin invited me to
The Bolshoi Theatre.
When we arrived at the theatre, we left our coats at the cloakroom.
Our seats were in the stalls.
Victor bought me a programme
and gave me his opera glasses.
When at last the ballet was over and the music came to an end, there was a storm of applause.
During the interval we walked around in the foyer. We had ice-cream and coffee in the buffet.