A few months ago, my bestie told me about a traveling ensemble that would be performing Les Miserables about 90 minutes from our hometown. She & her hubby were all about going, so hubby & I decided to tag along and make it a fabulous double date! Tickets were purchased and we have been waiting patiently. And then I got shingles 5 days before the show.
It was touch & go in deciding whether or not to go ahead and risk being miserable for hours, out of town no less. A game time decision was made that I was going to suck it up and make the trip because when was I going to get another opportunity like this? And I'm so glad I sucked it up.
Despite the fact that I almost fell asleep twice during the 1st act (thanks a LOT, damn medication), I really enjoyed the show and thought the cast did an amazing job bringing life to the music and story. I reminisced about singing "Master of the House" as a teenager with my friend who first introduced me to this musical and imagined myself singing "I Dreamed a Dream" alone on a stage. It was awesome. A new memory that I'll not soon forget.