My evening at the Vancouver Opera was fantastic. I had a very good time – the whole evening was a spectacle, from getting myself all fancy to the live blogging and the performance itself. An opera virgin as I am was, I really thought the entire thing was enchanting. Carmen pretty much had everything you would expect in an opera:
- Saucy maidens in corsets!
- Rope play!
- Gun battles!
- Manly men who do as mother asks but get arrested and thrown into jail instead!
- Opera urchins!
- Girl-on-girl action!
- Table dancing!
- Shiny satin pants!
Good, good times. Many thanks to the Vancouver Opera, everyone who welcomed we bloggers with such enthusiasm, and especially Ling and Selina for their hospitality (and the kickass lobby sign!). The backstage tour was especially great – I love seeing things the general public don’t get to see – and I stand by my original assessment that the opera is a classy affair. It’s a great deal of fun and everyone should get to experience something outside their comfort zone to see how the other half live – apparently, the other half are all about gorgeous music and costumes. Who knew?
I can’t imagine the others having any less fun than I did at the opera, but please check out their recaps as well:
I can’t access my photos at the moment, so I’ll upload them later tonight. In the meantime, here’s one of my favourites taken by Ami’s girlfriend:
We got a mention in the Georgia Straight, too. I had to laugh last night when a lady asked why we were doing this – was it for fame and fortune? I have yet to make any sort of fortune from my words, but I’ve been linked by many exciting new places this week and hope some of my visitors decide to stick around. I’ll be honest – it’s not always operas and tiaras around here – but I *can* guarantee an uncensored glimpse into my pants, both figurative and literal.
Wait, that came out wrong.
I think I’ll stick with it, though.