I said yes even before I got my head around what was being communicated. I have been wanting to go to the opera for sometime now, but the tickets are often up, up, there in the skies.
You will be proud to know that I didn’t even contemplate wearing converse to this performance at the Met. And I am so glad I didn’t. Everyone was dressed up to the nines; mostly in black lots of fur, and expensive evening attire. It was full of people who were much, much older than myself. Glad I didn’t insult them with my favorite pair of dirty high tops. ^_^
The stage was quite impressive. It looked so real. Better than anything I’ve seen on Broadway so far. And the singing is sooo good I couldn’t keep my eyes opened during the first act. I know this usually means that I was bored silly, but I wasn’t, I was just really tired. I had been up a little too early that Saturday. I was, however, ready for the second act, my eyes stayed opened the entire time.
Though the opera is belted in Italian, there are little screens in front of everyone which offered translation in a couple of languages. Very convenient. I was therefore able to listen in Italian and read in English.
All in all, it was a cool experience. Now I am trying to tell everyone that I have been to the opera! I think it is something one ought to brag about. Like if I meet a friend and they tell me “Oh, I spent the whole winter break in Paris!” I will reply with “Oh that’s so cool! I saw Il Trovatore at the Met this winter!” 😀
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Jane A. Odartey
