Waaahoooo!!
Posted on Saturday, May 31st, 2003Well I just got back from a day and evening downtown. The countdown was for today, and, as you can see, I’ve been waiting for today for quite some time! (I blame Blurty for the delayed posting; this was written at 8:50pm. I had to manually edit the post date) What was on the plate for today, you ask? None other than a hot, fresh order of Lion King with a side of a nice dinner with Kristin! As this was my first theatre experience, I didn’t know what to expect, so I was really anticipating this event. I’ll do a little preamble before I talk about the play:
I go to bed pretty early cuz I was thinking to myself: “I need a good night’s sleep or else I’ll be dead tomorrow!” So I’m out by like 2am (which is really early for me). Then I wake up far too early for my own good. To what? My dad laughing his head off from across the condo and talking very loudly. Loud enough to wake me up, and keep me up for a good half hour. I fall asleep for a bit, then I wake up again: It’ my dad laughing his head off from across the condo and talking very loudly. Loud enough to wake me up, and keep me up for a good half hour. Again. Not cool.
In a bit of a panic, I get ready and make sure that I have everything… Wallet, check. Cell phone, check. Watch, check. Tickets, check. High hopes, check! I drive down to the subway station, take the God-forsaken public transportation to the theatre, and arrive very early, as expected. I observe the surroundings: overcast skies, buzzing scalpers, clean-shaven “bums”, and the normal hustle and bustle of a large city. As time continued to pass, I started to think up pretty crazy things that could have happened to Kristin that could cause her to be late. Then I started to implore God to not let any of such nonsense to be true. Needless to say, she showed up in good time, and we went into the theatre.
Man, I’m a moron. For over a month, I had the impression that we were at the front orchestra centre (translation: I thought we were really close to the stage.), but upon reading the ticket, we discovered that we were in the dress circle (which is higher up). So what I thought were aisle seats (which would have been cool considering what happened during the play) turned into seats smack in the middle. Boy, did that work out well! You’d think I’d be pissed, but hear me out. Our necks didn’t have to crane at all, and we had a really good view of the entire stage. I’m not going to say much about the play, because to do so could hinder one of your experiences. I’ll just leave it at this: it was unspeakably amazing. Both of us were dumbfounded by the presentation, and I would definitely recommend it. Theatre = win!
We rush off to dinner, which kinda fell through because the bimbos at the restaurant didn’t have things ready on time. So instead of a really nice (really expensive) dinner at The Courthouse, we walked down to a place closer to the train station. I bet, if my bank account could say anything, it’d be jumping for joy. No word of a lie, I was expecting to drop over a hundred bucks on dinner at the Courthouse. Regardless, Movenpick Marche is a great place to eat with really yummy food. It also suited the time constraints to which we were subjected. Too bad I didn’t get a chance to eat a crepe ๐ Those things looked so good, but my tummy wasn’t the “bottomless pit” it once was.
All in all, it was an absolutely wonderful day. The events were fantastic, and the company, of course, was superb ๐ Now that I’ve had a taste for theatre, I want to see more!! Kristin recommends Mamma Mia, so I’ll probably try and catch that before the end of summer. Then there’s the Stratford Festival, and we’re thinking of going to a show at the end of August. TOO FAR AWAY!! ๐ I’m sure there will be others. ๐ I think I’ll end this post with a collection of thoughts that danced in my mind throughout the day (in no particular order):
waiting
Timon and Pumbaa
wet socks
scratchy voice
umbrella wounds
weird restaurant music
wet arm
homeless dog ๐
greedy celebrities ๐
Concert for Toronto
wet legs
waiting
uncomprehendible servers
crappy public transportation
wet shoes
C.C.
buzzers
waiting
“bitchy” hostess
*in a high pitched voice* aaaaaaaaaaaiiiiiIIIIIIIIIIII HEEEEHEEEEEHEEEEEEE
cocoon
eavesdropping
WOW