When we last left Brenna and Susan, they were happily ensconced in a land of magic, watching the "true" story of the witches of Oz play out in musical splendor before them. (We were also left waiting with the promise of 'more writing tomorrow.' Obviously this did not happen... oops... what ya gonna do?)
Alright, so I'll resist going on and on (and on) about Wicked, and just encourage you all to see it or at least to purchase the CD and memorize the music so that you can put together your own impromptu interpretation of it to astound and amaze your co-workers or the people at the local Krispy Kreme.
We did a little Stage-Door-Stalking as Susan wanted to see Shoshana Bean (aka Elphaba) in person. Alas, the green-tinted maiden decided to forgo an appearance. Susan managed to get over the disappointment relatively easy, however, and we went back to Restaurant Row in search of dinner. Again, dinner at eleven o'clock at night. Nice. We found a great little pub called O'Flaherty's that was filled with books (books!) and good live sing-a-long music.
A couple block jaunt back to the hotel, and then up 48 floors and we were in the Marriott Marquis' rotating restaurant called The View. As we waited in line to get seated a blonde lady asked the hostess what the view was of. She was totally serious. The hostess looked a tad taken aback (trying to figure out, I presume, if the woman was actually serious) then brightly replied "all of Manhatten." Like you'd travel to the 48th floor, sit in a rotating restaurant and get a view of... posters on the wall? I don't know. That was worth a good chuckle, though. The view from The View was pretty spectacular.
Finally, we did make it back to our room (with only a 39th floor, non-rotating view - though still awesome) and got some well-deserved shut-eye.
More to come. I've only covered Saturday, after all!!!
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