On Day 43, I found myself enjoying a pastime I had not experienced or thought about in 15+ years.
I was probably around 10 years old when my mom took me to the Opera for the first time in effort to share with her daughter, her love of the art.
Unfortunately, my 10-year old self didn’t get the message regarding music’s trans-formative nature. I wanted chips and popcorn and when that was done… to go home early (can you blame me?).
Cut to the present.
A friend invited me to the Metropolitan Opera House to experience Giacomo Puccini’s Turandot from private box seats.
I jumped at the opportunity to participate in this must-see experience (before my move from NYC!). Plus, who can pass up an opportunity to get all dressed up and enjoy private seating (I was channeling Julia Roberts in Pretty Woman)?
After making our way to Lincoln Center (no easy feat during rush hour!), we walked towards the beautiful fountain and prepared to take our seats. As the curtain went up, I was instantly mesmerized by the gorgeous sets and story-line.
Turandot is a fairy tale love story (romantic comedy from the 1920’s if you will) set in China about a princess who tests numerous suitors by offering riddles and has those who answer incorrectly beheaded (love this).
I loved the acting. I loved the music. I loved the happy ending (don’t want to give too much away!)
I thought about how much my mom would have loved this and found myself smiling by the end.