A Magical Night

 If my eight year old grand daughter can go to see The Magic Flute at the Metropolitan Opera, then I should make a point to go to it at the Capitol Theatre.




I bought the tickets eight months ago, took the afternoon off to prepare and nap.  Visited the library and checked out a cd as well as book to get familiar with the story, that I should know but don't.  Made the honey shave and I even ironed his shirt. 

People came in sparkling gowns and/or denims with sneakers.  We got great seats and the two gals in front of us were late, so they weren't seated until after intermission.  This was our first live opera (first opera ever) so as the lights lowered and the music began, we anticipated great things.   

 We were not disappointed as the story about a prince, Tamino, with a magic flute was tasked with saving a lovely princess, Pamina, from her wicked mother's grasp unfolded.

 The years of perfecting those amazing voices to belt out German or whatever language of lyrics, so it resonates off the ornate walls of gorgeous theatres is beyond words.  Fortunately the speaking parts were in English, with subtitles for the singing parts or we would have been oblivious.

All ended well when the prince came through earning the hand of the princess through sacrifice, obedience and love.  They lived happily ever after in Sorastros kingdom of righteousness.   Now I can say, I've been there done that and may try again.