Hmm, yes. Wicked again. But I wanted me to sowiso English view. And I also wanted to necessarily see a show in NY. And the card was so cheap. And anyway, ah man has to defend himself.
belongings Thursday morning beautiful long rested, at noon I was a little walk on Wall Street and have yet to Bed, Bath Beyond bought at a few Duftsaeckchen and candles, so stuff is cheap as terrible. And then bought back to the GershwinTheater and the card. Then I went home, got on the road or what brought the Indians and then I dressed up for the theater. The
GershwinTheater is great. Everywhere there are photos of famous actors from the past golden days and you float in awe of one wall to another. Unfortunately, they have forbidden me to take photos. Nasty! The
Performance was completely sold out and I was lucky that I've got a place. Actually a good, although seen at the edge and a bit limited view, but I'm still everything.
And it was a dream.
Beautiful.
As with the German version that I care much for some unknown reason, more heart and poetic language is got, I geflennt neat and sobbed and have got a packet of handkerchiefs with my Indian seatmate shared. Oh, everyone was mesmerized and Jubelstuerme were very ecstatic. Even men have wept, I saw it exactly. Only the Elphaba, which is unfortunately not been sooo good. Okay ... but somewhat dispassionately. And the Fyero ... :-) Nee, der hatte echt keine Chance, sorry. Das totale Milchbroetchen...
Naja, schlecht war er nicht... aber kein so guter Taenzer. Da hat man doch schon ganz andere gesehen :-))))
Trotzdem. Wunderschoen.
Bin danach wehmuetig und verzaubert ueber den Times Square geschlendert. Hab auf einmal Deutschland und alle, die mir am Herzen liegen vermisst und mich etwas einsam gefuehlt.
Hab mich an den Satz erinnert: Ich bin bei euch alle Tage, bis an der Welt Ende.
Das ist in solchen Situationen, wenn man so schrecklich melancholisch ist, ein riesen Trost. Zu wissen, dass da einer ist, der einen immer begleitet, nie leaves you alone. A funny idea to travel to NY with God. But it was this and he probably also knew that I was a little sad, because late at night or my favorite episode of Friends was on TV and I was back up slightly. And there are still mobile phones and SMS, you must not die of homesickness.
And it was evening and there was morning, the next and last day in NYC.
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