I thought I had a ticket for the evening show, but alas, I have a ticket for the matinee! I discover this at home 10 minutes after the show starts. The usher is nice enough to seat me 25 minutes into the show.
Billy Elliot may not have the catchiest tunes, nor the flashiest set, but as far as inspirational musicals go, it beats all. I am touched by the drive of a young lad, memory of a loving mother, positive mentoring by a dance teacher, and a father who puts his son’s future above his own hang ups.
Elaine is understanding with the last minute schedule change. We visit O&B’s patio after the show instead. This place is so not my scene: short tight black skirts paired with 7 inch heels seem to be the women's uniform here. For the men: ties, pinstriped suits, and grey hair.
I get a call from the Red Cross. This changes up things drastically. I reply with a resounding yes--as long as they can wait until the end of May. Now I wait for a reply from Geneva.
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