Kurt's Diary of his and Blaine's trip to Manchester for their anniversary

Dear Diary:

Journey

We travelled from Lima International Airport, after having been home for the holidays on the Wednesday 13th August at 9pm. The journey was a long one, of approximately 13 hours, but we didn't seem to care. We spent the duration of the flight taking selfies of us cuddling and kissing (which the air stewardesses didn't seem to enjoy), planning songs to sing when we got back to NYADA for his 2nd year and my 3rd and final year, as well as watching the inflight movies of Bolt and some episodes of The Big Bang Theory, which was one of our joint favourite TV shows. We were simply too excited to get any sleep.

Arrival In The UK

The plane landed at Manchester airport at around 9.30am, on the Thursday and, luckily for us, it wasn't too busy in the airport. We got through customs and received our luggage from the carousel, in a relatively quick time and were waiting for a cab to take us to our hotel by 11am.

Day one

When we got to the hotel, we checked in, dropped off our bags, and then we took time to shower and get freshened up after our long journey. We ordered room service for lunch, where I got Tuna Nicoise Salad (I'm watching my figure) and Blaine got fish, chips and mushy peas. He said he "had to attempt the local cuisine", not realising it would taste the same as fish and chips from Wendy's back home.

By 3pm, we were back in a cab, destination – Imperial War Museum North. The journey didn't take long, fifteen minutes at most. We stayed in IWM for about an hour, and then we walked to the Lowry where we had booked to watch Blood Brothers performed live on stage and Media City UK to have a look around.

After that we stopped for dinner at Café Rouge and then called a cab to take us back to the hotel. It had been a long day, and the jet lag was beginning to hit. We unpacked our bags, and then, pretty much straight away, started our night-time routines, which we had synchronised by now. We wanted to get ready for bed and sleep.

While we were brushing our teeth, he leant in and kissed my mouth, tasting of mint toothpaste and mouthwash, which was tradition now. When we finally climbed into bed, after being awake for years, it seemed, we snuggled and he turned to me. He said he loved me almost straight away, to which I replied, and then he asked me gently if I was enjoying my anniversary present from him. I think the smile on my face gave him the answer he wanted.

Day two

'Today's the day' I thought when I woke up, hours before Blaine as usual. When he booked this trip, Blaine had booked tickets to see Ant and Dec's takeaway on tour, which was the live version of my favourite TV shows. I had been dropping hints about this tour for ages, but I honestly never believed that I would get to go, as it was UK only. Luckily, Blaine was a firm believer in money is no object. One month before our 3rd year anniversary, he told me the plan, that we would go to one of the dates in Manchester, and spend a couple of days there, where he'd got a surprise for me apparently, before heading back home and preparing to return to NYADA.

Since we knew that the doors to The Phones4U arena, where the gig was going to be held, only opened at 6pm that evening, when he woke up, we decided to have a chilled day in the hotel spa and have lunch in the hotel restaurant. However first we got dressed and ready and then went to a diner for breakfast where we both got a breakfast wrap, and boy it was worth the money we spent on it.

When it got to half four that afternoon, we left the spa, and went upstairs to our room to get changed for the show. Blaine had picked out my outfit for the night as well as his own. For himself, he had picked out an outfit in Dalton colours- a navy blue polo shirt, red Capri pants, and a checkered red and blue bow tie plus his bowling shoes. My outfit was my grey shirt with hippopotamus broach, white tie, super skinny black painted on jeans, a grey fedora hat with a white stripe and my knee high lace up combat boots.

The main event

We had automatically planned to leave the hotel by five to give time so that we wouldn't have to queue for a long time. Due to the rush hour traffic, we arrived at twenty to six, so that allowed us time to join the queue but not be waiting for ages.

The queue in which we stood seemed to lengthen as we were waiting. The air was brisk, with a shrill wind rattling our clothes. The girls' voices were hoarse from screaming, but still they carried on chanting songs, with the music in the backgrounds to boost their spirits. As the time ticked on, the queue slowly shuffled forward, people pushing into each other as they hastened to get inside out of the cold weather that was so unlike what was expected for August.

Eventually, we got inside the building and pushed through the crowds to get refreshments before we found our seats. The security guards were busy guiding various concert goers to their allocated seating, and, as we were shown to our seats, we witnessed a girl fainting from the sheer excitement. There was a rush of green from the paramedic's suits flying past as they rushed to get to the scene so that they could help the girl. We stood to the side as they carried her out on a stretcher.

Our seats were right in front of the stage near the left hand side of the 6th row. He must have spent so much money on this gig alone, let alone the rest of the trip.

By the time the opening act, Paddy McGuiness, came on, we were back on our feet, and the pain from queuing for so long was forgotten. He got the crowd involved with his jokes, and the laughter boosted with extreme screams and cheers. However, when we finally got to see the main act, Ant & Dec, the arena erupted with deafening screams from everyone. I looked across at Blaine, who was on his feet next to me, who was going red in the face from screaming so loudly. I grabbed his hand, and leant into him, and whispered my thanks into his ear for taking me on this trip.

I never wanted to tell Blaine this, but I'm a massive fan of Declan Donnelly (otherwise known by stage name Dec). He has the looks, the brains and he's pretty small (it must be my type to like men who are vertically challenged – I mean look at Blaine). Whenever Blaine and I watched their TV show, Saturday Night Takeaway, and when Ant versus Dec came on, I secretly voted for Dec to win. Luckily, more often than not, Dec did win. This, although it pleased me, never seem to please Blaine as he favoured Ant due to "his wit and charisma".

During the first half of the show, we barely spent any of time in our seats; we were laughing so hard, singing out loud and jumping up and down like the rest of the audience. However soon they quieted the audience down. The camera's changed to portable carried by Ant and Dec themselves and they came down the aisle approximately to where we were sat.

So it turned out that Blaine was going to give me my surprise tonight.