So we went with Arfeli to watch Otello. First time at an opera. Might be the last?
Well, it wasn't so bad. Thank goodness for the closed captioning for the hearing (and comprehending) impaired. The story was about betrayal and whatnot; man, those people were so dramatic back then. The action was a little drawn out (and at that point I realized what a fast-paced society we now live in as opposed to when these opera's were actually made).
I suppose I feel more cultured and enlighted, and yet, there are only two words that I will remember after watching this show: vile slut!
What's next for my adventure into the arts? Ballet? The AGO? Watching the symphony? Go-karting?
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