Lion King was amazing. our seats were awesome -- several times the cast entered the theater from the doors rather than from stage, and our seats were right on one of the aisles. I could have touched the bird ladies and the hyena dudes. My biggest complaint was that I had trouble understanding the Scar actor sometimes and the hyena actors most of the time. I never missed anything important that Scar had to say (as far as I know), and I did understand the hyenas when they said my favorite bit from the movie, when they keep repeating Mufasa's name because it makes them shiver.
the costumes, as I already knew, were incredible and imaginative (and incredibly imaginative), and the dancing was more athletic than finesse.
Since we were in New Orleans, we went early to have dinner at the restaurant where Brian works, Orleans Grapevine. It is more of a wine bar in my opinion, not that that's a bad thing. We started with an aromatic white wine flight, then salads, an entree of ravioli, and ended with a bottle of wine and a fruit and cheese plate. Getting a whole bottle was a little extravagant, but it was date night, and we probably won't have time for such extravagance on our actual anniversary this year (darn school year keeping me down). It's not like we're saving an inheritance for our kids anyway.
The worst part of the night was the drive home, without any coffee or pop. It had crossed my mind to look at getting a hotel room, but I never followed up, figuring that Easter weekend would probably not be a cheap night.
What was I hearing?: Howard Shore - The Hornburg
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