First night at the Opera

So, this morning Karen and I were rushing out (OK it was more like me running around with Karen waiting at the door) when I noticed I had no idea where my wallet was. Of course this type thing always happens when you are going out the door. The night before Karen and I saw our first live Opera, L’Etoile, an opera buffo. It is a relatively unknown opera and liberties were taken with a modern set and costumes. The opening scene was terrific, hilarious really. For me it was actually a nice surprise that it was a comic opera and not a heavy morsel to take in.

Later this morning, Karen was kind a enough to phone Place des Arts and inquire about my wallet. As it turns out they had found it under our seats (I probably laughed so hard I missed it fall) and had already phoned our home number with info that they had found my wallet. Wow, what an emotional rollercoaster of a day.