We have finally made it to the last part. In honesty, I probably could have combined some of these and just written longer posts. Well, I will take that into consideration going forward, but for now the final installment of a trip I took 3 years ago!
Cue crowd cheering.
I am excited to have gotten this trip onto the page and out of my head. I love New York, and I love that I have something written on the interwebs that I can look back on in years to come and remember my first time in the City. I hope to continue my writing journey and journal all of the trips I take. I may even go back and journal a couple of other ones that have happened since I took this trip.
We shall see, but no promises made.
Let's get back to business, shall we?
I am a nerd, and I can admit that without any regret. I love nerdy things, and one of the nerdy things I love is live theater. I have gone to a few shows here in Dallas when I get the chance, but you can imagine how much I wanted to see something "On Broadway."
Now, I had a wholly wrong misconception of what Broadway actually was. In my head, I pictured a street covered in the red carpet where you had row after row of marquees showing the name of a huge play. Basically, I thought Broadway (since it is a street name in NYC) was the street that ALL of the theaters were on.
Wow, I was wrong.
In reality, Broadway is more than a street. It's a movement. A theater can be on Broadway, or it can be on 51st street, as was the theater we were headed named the Gershwin Theater. There was no red carpet outside, but there was a large marquee.
The theater itself was grand and beautiful, and being on a budget, we had to journey all the way to the third floor to get to our seats. (We were nowhere near the furthest back either, the theater was HUGE). We sat back and we enjoyed watching Wicked.
Now, here is what other people won't really tell you.
1. Though "On Broadway" is something that sounds glamorous and just the thought of it puts stars in a theater geeks eyes, it doesn't really feel much different than going to see it here in Dallas. I know it sounds blasphemous, and I will 100% go see another Broadway show but it doesn't hold the same place of honor it used it.
2. The seats are TINY. They are not a fat chicks friend let me tell you that. Nor are they a tall person's friend. I am not tall, I am only about 5'4", but my brother hit the combo. He is both a big guy and a tall guy (About 6'1") and even I had very little leg room and NO tummy room. I swear I am not exaggerating when I say I was scared my ass was gonna spill over and I was a little uncomfortable.
So, if you are larger than a victoria secret's model, you might not feel the most comfortable in those seats.
After the show let out, it was full night in NYC, well it was 10 p.m. but I remembered that I had not picked up any of the souvenirs I had promised to all my friends and family before we left, so we headed over to Times Square once again, which oddly was even more hopping than it was in the middle of the afternoon when we went back on Day 1. The weather was a perfect seventy degrees and it was lit up and finally, I found it beautiful.
We quickly grabbed some keychains and headed back towards our hotel. Remember when I told you we were two Texans, afraid of the city? Yeah we were even more afraid at night.
This concludes the New York Adventure of 2015. The next morning we flew back to Dallas where I laid in bed for two full days and snuggled my puppy dog.
Until next time NYC.
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Inside of the Theater, just before Wicked Started |