And consoled ourselves that while the Queen Elizabeth Theatre back home in Vancouver doesn't feature golden stone buildings or cherubs on its rooftops, it will nonetheless be staging a performance of La Traviata just after we get home at the end of the month. The production (a co-production, actually, with Glimmerglass Opera), is directed by Sir Jonathan Miller (if I'd been home yesterday, I would certainly have gone to the free interview with Miller, a fascinating public intellectual with an illustrious and sometimes controversial career/history). An opera featuring a 19th-century Paris courtesan -- you know there will be costumes!! -- check out the VOA's manga for a synopsis of the story.
Truly, if you're anywhere near Vancouver and you've been intrigued by my opera posts, this is one you're almost guaranteed to enjoy -- you'll be sure to recognize some of the music, if only from Bugs Bunny!
tickets for that performance (Saturday, April 30th), be sure to come by and say hello.
Meanwhile, we're packing up here in Paris -- catching the Eurostar today for London. In the last few days, we've taken in a brilliant, brilliant chamber music concert, visited a wonderful major exhibition (Van Dongen, Fauvist), bought Pater a new linen jacket (he looks even more understatedly sharp than ever, imo), dined with old and new friends, discovered a few new-to-us architectural delights, finessed a grumpy waiter with kindness, patience, and a few well-chosen French phrases (I was so pleased with myself), had one memorable fight and resolved it quite nicely . . . and we leave Paris fatigued but still in love, with each other, and with this city. I have much left to tell you. But for now, I have to see how that carry-on plan will work with a few new acquisitions. A bientôt