To my mind, Sydney Opera house gets opera right. People make
an effort to dress for the occasion but without the expensive pomp of Covent
Garden – an insight into the two countries. We saw ‘Madame Butterfly’ in very
affordable seats that still gave us a great view. Plus you have a drink at the
interval looking out over the Sydney Harbour Bridge and the lights of the skyline
on the opposite shore.
Back in the auditorium, Madame Butterfly was suffering from
betrayal and perceived dishonour. Then it ends in tragedy as she finally loses
all and takes her own life. I don’t know which opera Julie Roberts cried in
‘Pretty Woman’ (ok, it was La Traviata) but this one certainly got me going.
And all this is happening in a place where the first convicts
were brought ashore. Maybe it always takes some suffering to create the good
things. The experience certainly helped me forget the worries of my lost wallet.
OK, not on the same scale I admit but you get the point.
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