And the Stars are Black and Cold
Sob, sniff, SOB!!!! I just saw Les Miserables! SOOOOOOOOOBBB!!! *sniff* ok, I’ll try to compose myself long enough to describe the excursion. Please excuse how little I will talk about the production . . . some things are just too sacred.
David and I drove down early, and it’s a good thing too because we got really lost. When we finally got there we got our tickets and had a burger at some little hole-in-the-wall (very fun) then got our seats. It was SO exciting! The world was a song and that song was exciting! (quote from opera). Yes, I got choked up and it takes A LOT to choke me up unless I’m REALLY tired which I wasn’t. I was sobbing inside. (: and EEEEK!! Our Eponine was ASIAN! Eponine absolutely HAS to be Asian. Yeah, she’s French in the book (obviously) but she HAS to be Asian in the opera. I heard she was Chinese but she’s from the Philippines which was hard on David whose girlfriend’s mom is from the Philippines—so of course she reminded him of her (Melody, not her mom). Anyway, she’s new and hand-picked by Cameron Macintosh HIMSELF!! So it was an awesome performance. I’m sorry if I dwell on Eponine too much but I judge my Les Miz’s by the Eponines. She wasn’t Kaho Shimada but she sure came close.
So, of course, afterwards I wanted to stalk the performers. I’m that kind of a fan. When Keanu Reeves was in Petaluma, his security guards started hating me. So we went down a little alley and I made David knock on a door we thought might lead back to the dressing rooms or something. The scene was interesting:
Me: (ducking behind some large boxes) knock!
David: OK (he’s always game to do something dumb and dangerous . . . he pounds on the door until I run away in terror that we’ll be discovered)
David and I went into the lobby again (everyone is gone and the people selling the paraphernalia are packing up). We talked to the paraphernalia-sellers and finally asked if Ma-Anne (Eponine) was coming out at all:
Merchants: Oh, she was just here! Didn’t you see her! She went to dinner.
Yes, we were going to search the restaurants but we’re new at celebrity stalking so we didn’t. However, I realized that the two little girls hanging out in the lobby were young Cossette and young Eponine! So we got their autographs like good fans do. They were cool girls. Good voices too.
We went to the Starbucks across the street to stake out the theatre in hopes of seeing Ma-Anne. We talked there for a long time.
When we finally decided to look for our car we got hopelessly lost. I guess you can’t mark where your car is parked by a Academy of Art signs. They’re kinda everywhere. Oops. So, as we were lost, we went down the weirdest little alleys and looks into some wild buildings! We found this basement door to the Academy of Art that was unlocked, so we went in (I wonder if it ever occurred to us that just because it’s open we don’t have to go in). Anyway, we looked around but there were just a lot of boxes and a laundry-room and some stairs . . . so we went upstairs. There were just a bunch of dorms but the view was good and the architecture was cool! We left and kept looking for the car. Then we found another strange, hole-in-the-wall restaurant so we went in and sat. We made the waiter mad by just splitting a cheap appetizer but we had a blast there! He kept making me laugh so I think everyone thought I was drunk. It was a cool place. Then we looked in a bunch of other strange restaurants and, once we got really lost, went to the Ritz-Carleton where we asked to see a $900.00 room. It didn’t suit our tastes so we moved on. We found this huge Marine Memorial hotel with a Marine Memorial library and a Museum. That was fun. It’s a pretty amazing building and the museum was fascinating! It made David feel proud. (: Finally, after about two hours, we started getting worried about the car. But after some serious searching we found it. WHEW! Then we got lost in the parking garage and the ticket-machine ate David’s credit-card three times but we finally got out. It was scary!
I had a wonderful time with David on the way home. I guess I have to say one thing about my brother and that is that God couldn’t have made someone more like me if he had cloned me. I needed that time with David. It was amazing to sit and talk about everything on earth and be able to understand each other like no one else ever has or will understand us. No one really understands anyone and no one ever has to. But talk about an amazing medicine to the soul when someone truly does. We had a wonderful time together.
So, excuse the hurried blog and remember, “To love another person is to see the face of God” (another quote).