This is the second installment of "The Glavins in Europe." We decided to name it "The Past Time of Vienna" since we were not going anywhere for 3 weeks. Enjoy!!!
Thursday, September 10, 2009
Oh my gosh, I did not know that those opera people could sing so low and so high pitched voices. Those songs are amazing like Figero. I liked our seats, we were in a box and it had its own door. I also liked the architecture. Before we went, I got my hair cut. I hope Dad likes it. Today is Dad’s birthday. His presents were a kilogram of peanut M&Ms and the 4th season of MacGyver. This will be fun to watch since we are almost finished with the 7th season of 24.
Our seats were great, a level above the ground seats and strait smack in the center, perfect to see the orchestra and the opera. Seeing the conductor, Dad was reminded of an old Bugs Bunny cartoon, he’s still a kid at the heart. Although today is his birthday.
We watched in awe as the women who played Rossina belted out the high, a glass piercing experience. When I was younger I think I was able to get that high, but not that loud. We all were very thankful for the little display screens that put up the words being projected in a musical manner. Overall it was a very spectacular, once in a lifetime experience to see a famous opera in a famous opera house in Vienna.
Tune in tomorrow for Did Eamon Die?
Camera flashes are everywhere as person after person wants to capture their visit to the Historic Vienna Opera House. The Glavin’s are no different. Eamon takes a picture of his mom and dad and proudly states: “Christmas Picture.” Statue after statue reminds us that we are literally in the seat of classical music. There is a life size statue of Mozart here and one of Strauss there. Ancient chandeliers hang in every room and the aged parquet wood floors are still scuffed from the Waltz of famous Heads of State from centuries past and present.
As the lights dim and the chime sounds we make our way to the “box” in the balcony. Pearse pumps his fist and says “we got a box” and reminds me that he likes watching sports in a “box”. I think here’s to hoping he feels the same when the next 120 minutes passes. There won’t be much in the way of “balls flying” or “pucks careening” but instead a famous story and I hope some familiar music. I laugh to myself as the overture begins to play…Isn’t that from Bugs Bunny?