My next day in New York was as busy as the one before. Fiona got up early (which according to her husband is a minor miracle) & we tootled off to Times Square (the only photos this time). The plan was to try & get cheap tickets for a show on broadway that I wanted to see called “Next To Normal” but when we got there the cheap ones had gone. So we lined up in the 50% off queue in the middle of the square to see what bargain tickets we could actually get. This was a first for Fiona as apparently no self respecting New Yorker would ever do that. We wound up with tickets to the matinee for “9 to 5”. We had some time before the show started so we went to Penn station to get my ticket to Vermont for the next day, then dropped into Bob’s office before grabbing a quick lunch & heading back to the theatre. While we were at the office Bob was appalled to hear we were going to a matinee as we would be watching the show with all the oldies which was just not okay. I didn’t mind but I guess that’s not a very New York thing to do either so he jumped on the internet & treated us to tickets that night for the show we had originally tried to get seats for.
Anyway the matinee was fine - although I did have a strange guy sitting next to me that commented on everything & had a laugh like Ned Flanders from The Simpsons. After the show we did a bit of camp shopping - shoes, towels, pillow etc. before we went back to the apartment, dumped all the stuff & headed back out to see our next show. We had fantastic seats thanks to Bob but this time Fiona had the weirdo sitting next to her. A very large lady (not that there is anything wrong with that it’s just that she took up some of Fiona’s seat as well) who basically sobbed & gesticulated her way through the whole performance. I guess it was only right that we got one weirdo each. As Fiona pointed out it would hardly have been fair for me to get both of them especially as I was the visitor.
The show was great (had the same Director as “Rent” did) although slightly intense & emotional. I must say the last 10 years of my life have equipped me quite well for watching a show about mental illness.
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