My boss gave me tickets to see Phantom of the Opera on Sydney Harbour last night as a thank you, but it wasn’t to be.
I’ve been writing about the production for work and it sounds like quite the spectacle.
As the Opera Australia website glowingly notes: “This is The Phantom of the Opera as you’ve never seen it before. Under the stars, on a floating stage with the Sydney Opera House, Harbour Bridge and city skyline glittering in the background. With fireworks every night and themed pop-up bars and restaurants, this will be an unforgettable evening.”
And check out this preview on Facebook:
My friends who are opera fans already had tickets, so I asked DD’s mum to come with me.
And then I woke up yesterday morning feeling blergh. Sort of COVID-y. Sniffly and out of sorts. But a RAT test came back negative.
The day was a bit of a blurry slog.
It wasn’t because I’d overdone it at the whiskey dinner the previous night. I’m not a straight spirits fan, so I only drank the Old Fashioned Cocktail and had the tiniest sip of the whiskies being showcased and I was home by 9.30pm.
I reckon it’s probably that I’ve burnt myself out a bit.
A weather check sealed the deal: torrential rain.
My weary body couldn’t face getting drenched and I pulled the plug. Fortunately DD’s mum wasn’t keen on being wet and cold either.
The guilt about not using the tickets was pretty wrenching. I almost cried because I HATE letting people down. It literally freaks me out. My stomach is still in knots about it.
As I went to bed last night, the rain was gouting down.
I felt a bit sorry for the performers because they had to go on stage rain or shine. The only thing that would save them from a drenching was an electrical storm.
Ah, the perils of outdoor events during El Nina.
I will aim for a quiet-ish weekend. Hope you have a good one.
Song of the day: INXS “Burn for you”