My sister (@deprturdiaries) and I have had tickets for Les Miz for a few weeks now. Weeks I tell you! But buying tickets does not ensure that you will not catch a head cold just two days before the performance. That would be too easy.
Thursday morning we both woke up feeling blah. There were lots of phone calls and text messaging and naps and water drinking and Listerine gargling… So on Friday morning when we both woke up feel soooo much better there were even more phone calls and text messages and planning and Listerine gargling – you know, for good measure – and vitamin taking and then… Oh, and then there was Les Miz.
We met at my house, hopped on a train and stopped at the Powell street food court for some Buck Horn Grill. Oh heaven, that Buck Horn Grill. Them and their perfect tri-trip. I went with the Greek Salad with a tri-tip topper and took a full hour – yes, one FULL HOUR – to eat it! It was magic being able to sit there and gab and eat at my own pace. At my leisure if you will. With no Quinn buggy bouncing off the walls needing to ‘go, go’.
Mommy time is amazing. But girl time – sister time – is amazing too.
There was chocolate, of course and lots and lots of walking. Which I have been paying for ever since. Apparently 6 flights of stairs is not ‘taking it easy’ when one is still in c-section recovery mode. But it was sooo worth it.
The voices, the songs, the stage, the lights not to mention the theater. Oh the theater! So grand and ornate and full of textures that I just want to touch – and avoid smelling. The Orpheum is amazing, period. It’s where I saw Wicked for the first time – which was a jaw dropping experience if ever there was one. I can only imagine what The Lion King is going to be like at The Orpheum, since that’s what’s coming next to SF, in case you were wondering.
And now you know.
xoxo