Well, as they say in these parts, "It's all over but the shoutin'!"
What a night! Buck and I had a wonderful time and enjoyed a stellar performance at a phenomenal facility: Carson Center, Paducah KY, Performing Arts
We'd settled in yesterday afternoon in the same-old, same-old routine and had our dinner and evening planned. Chicken for dinner and some television. That all changed when one of my girlfriends, Darla, called to say a friend of hers had won 2 tickets to a performance of Man of La Mancha at our local performing arts center. She couldn't use them and asked my Darla if she knew anyone who'd be interested in going. Immediately Darla thought of Buck and me.
She called about 4:30 and we jumped at the chance. To make things even sweeter, they were going to deliver the tickets to us. We didn't even have to pick them up. There were about 18 miles away.
In order to get to the 7:30 performance, we had to leave at 6:30 so we went into micro-speed mode. Washed hair, changed duds, make-up, the whole schmeer.
We arrived at the theater in ample time and went straight to our seats. That is, after we waded through a lobby awash with mink coats. Everyone looked beautiful.
Our seats were about the best we could've asked for...dead center, nine rows from the stage. Perfect! There are just over 1800 seats and it looked as though last night was sold out.
The scenery was spectacular, as were the costumes. Sound and acoustics perfect. This theater is state-of-the-art and a real jewel in this area's crown.
We had a wonderful time and, what fun, sat next to some people who had moved to this area from the same town I lived in in Minnesota quite a few years ago. They even knew my uncle, who had been the chief of police there for many years. Small world. We had a great time chatting with them before the play and during intermission.
When the play ended, at about 10:00, we were sad it was over and floated to our car. I'm still replaying the evening in my head. I love Man of La Mancha and can still hear Richard Kiley singing as Don Quixote when I saw it in New York too many years ago to count.
What a treat! Now I'm trying to come up with a nice way to say "thank you" for the person responsible for giving us the tickets because she gave us nearly $100 worth of tickets.
What a night! Buck and I had a wonderful time and enjoyed a stellar performance at a phenomenal facility: Carson Center, Paducah KY, Performing Arts
We'd settled in yesterday afternoon in the same-old, same-old routine and had our dinner and evening planned. Chicken for dinner and some television. That all changed when one of my girlfriends, Darla, called to say a friend of hers had won 2 tickets to a performance of Man of La Mancha at our local performing arts center. She couldn't use them and asked my Darla if she knew anyone who'd be interested in going. Immediately Darla thought of Buck and me.
She called about 4:30 and we jumped at the chance. To make things even sweeter, they were going to deliver the tickets to us. We didn't even have to pick them up. There were about 18 miles away.
In order to get to the 7:30 performance, we had to leave at 6:30 so we went into micro-speed mode. Washed hair, changed duds, make-up, the whole schmeer.
We arrived at the theater in ample time and went straight to our seats. That is, after we waded through a lobby awash with mink coats. Everyone looked beautiful.
Our seats were about the best we could've asked for...dead center, nine rows from the stage. Perfect! There are just over 1800 seats and it looked as though last night was sold out.
The scenery was spectacular, as were the costumes. Sound and acoustics perfect. This theater is state-of-the-art and a real jewel in this area's crown.
We had a wonderful time and, what fun, sat next to some people who had moved to this area from the same town I lived in in Minnesota quite a few years ago. They even knew my uncle, who had been the chief of police there for many years. Small world. We had a great time chatting with them before the play and during intermission.
When the play ended, at about 10:00, we were sad it was over and floated to our car. I'm still replaying the evening in my head. I love Man of La Mancha and can still hear Richard Kiley singing as Don Quixote when I saw it in New York too many years ago to count.
What a treat! Now I'm trying to come up with a nice way to say "thank you" for the person responsible for giving us the tickets because she gave us nearly $100 worth of tickets.
