Seeing Wicked was at the very top of my New York to do list. It happened a little sooner than I thought it would though, because I won the Wicked lottery on Tuesday.
Two and a half hours before every show you can enter a lottery to win the privilege of buying front row tickets. All four of us went down to the theater on Saturday and entered, but, unfortunately, didn’t win. I decided to go alone on Tuesday and try again since we only have a built in babysitter for a limited amount of time. I left our apartment a little bit late, though, and didn’t know if I was going to make it within the half hour allotted to enter. I made it to the theater, literally (I looked at my phone,) two minutes before they stopped taking names. I wrote my name down and went to wait with the rest of the crowd. I was so surprised when they called my name and shouted, “Right here!” Winning this lottery is a serious business. They checked my ID twice to make sure I wasn’t stealing someone else’s tickets and then gave me a button that says “I won the Wicked lottery!”
The show was amazing. I loved the music, I loved the costumes, and I loved the story. Sitting in the front row is not the best seat. Sometimes our view of the main action was blocked by secondary cast members and we were sort of at a weird angle, but it was interesting to watch from a different vantage point. I would go see it again in a heartbeat, although I might prefer a more conventional seat the next time.
For our anniversary last week Jonathan and I also went to see The Phantom of the Opera. I’m not as familiar with that story as some of the others, but it was, also, great. We came home and listened to several different versions of “Music of the Night.” I love having Broadway right here whenever we want it!