Hello, Brouhaha fans! It has been a while since my last adventure, and my penchant for procrastinating never helps. It has been a busy year for me but there is always time for a little pleasure. After all, we have to remember that all work and no play make @Budom a dull girl.
Houston is a versatile and diverse city filled with many opportunities not just for work but for entertainment. Although it is a long drive from the lights of Broadway in New York, it doesn’t mean that Broadway can’t come to us. This year for my birthday a lovely friend treated me to a night at the theater. Along with my daughter and her friend, the four of us enjoyed a special night watching the play, Wicked. I was so excited and the bonus was that we were seated in balcony box seating! The stage was so close I felt like I could reach out and touch Elphaba.
The play was well written and followed pretty close to the books written by author Gregory Maguire. While reading the books would give more insight to the characters we all know that it won’t happen in a play.
When I saw original Wizard of Oz on television as a youngster, I always wondered if there was some back story for the witches. I have always been fascinated by witches and their magical lives. So, when Maguire’s stories hit bookshelves I devoured them like manna from heaven. The perceptions that Maguire’s books gave me were not what I expected to see. Elphaba the Wicked Witch of the West was the good guy (or girl) standing on her soapbox while nursing insecurities about herself, Glenda the so-called good witch, was actually an entitled self-absorbed brat, who later became more likable but not brave enough to follow her own path. In all reality, Dorothy was just an unexpected accident to the land of Oz. Dorothy was a literally a lost little girl who was used by the Wizard of Oz, as was everyone else in the story. The Wizard’s character was depicted most like L. Frank Baum’s version. He is still the ever glorified con man he was in the real world. I never expected to like Elphaba and agree with her fight, and I didn’t expect to want to smack some sense into Glenda.
The Hobby Center stage brought all the characters to life. The actors and actresses portrayed the characters to a tee. Elphaba’s sister Nessa Rose’s (aka the Wicked Witch of the East) character was well played balancing her sweetness and obsession to be normal as well as loved. While she is mentioned in the book I feel the play really told her story better. Her story gave fans a look at how still waters can run deep. Now I must also give credit to the orchestra. The music emanating from the pit wove an even more magical feel into the story. It was a lovely time and a wonderful theater experience. I will definitely do it again. Until then Brouhaha Fans “Defy Gravity”.
I enjoy traveling because learning becomes interactive. My visit to Jamaica revealed that poverty is real. In the United States people can go most of their life without seeing or meeting homeless. However, that is getting more difficult as economies remain unstable.
I was impressed with the Jamaican people, that no matter the difficulties of their struggles, the Jamaicans are a positive and resilient people. In Montego, Jamaica stands a statue of Samuel Sharpe,a revered freedom fighter against slavery. Sharpe, a leader in abolishing slavery in Jamaica, and aided towards eventual independence from Britain.
“…Jamaica slaves won emancipation in 1834…”-Photo with History of Jamaica.
As you read the words sting ray I believe that the name Steve Irwin comes to mind. The horrible “gasps” echoed around the world when people heard of his injury and eventual passing.
I still feel sad when I think about Irwin being gone, for his wild love of nature inspired me to watch him on television. I didn’t love nature as passionately as Irwin did, but I did appreciate it more.
In the Grand Cayman there is a beautiful stretch of sand bar that houses a lot of sting rays called Sting Ray City. Of course our tour guides from MarineLand Tours, were well versed and full of knowledge about sting rays. They even mentioned the Steve Irwin tragedy that his death was not intentional, with the sting ray using its defense mechanism (and the only defense sting rays have) the tail barb.
MarineLand tours provides several excursions such as charters, private tours, and special occasions, as well as the tours to Sting Ray City. In 2013 MarineLand tours was bestowed Trip Advisor’s Certificate of Excellence Award. They certainly deserved it, and this is one tour I am highly recommending.
Masterpieces are not hard to find. It’s just that we need to slow down enough to appreciate them. My favorite part about Europe is how much they love to display their art around the city. You could stroll down a small residential alley way just to find a masterpiece when rounding the corner.
This is a must read! I wrote this article for Dialect Magazine. Even funnier I wrote before I even knew I would live so close to Austin. I guess it was just fate. Dialect Magazine also has other great articles about global culture. I hope you enjoy the article. Let me know if you do…good readings to ya! 🙂
Ok, it started at 2am, an ungodly hour to start a journey across the pond, we traveled by bus for four hours! Ahhh! Then we took a flight which seemed to take forever (we had the privilege to be behind a small child who felt he should start a crying marathon) before we ended up on US soil.
Oh the thrills of running to the gate as the plane is about to board except that security has other plans for you as they put your bag through one more time. My husband stood with a tapping foot and glared down to his watch and back to security again (just to let you know this did not speed things up). Finally on the next leg of our flight the family was relieved (no crying babies, yay!)
The second leg of our flight involved and emergency landing in Nashville due to an air pressure drop in the cockpit. Say Whaaat???
Let me tell you that this did not help me in the fact that my husband is terrified of flying. Well, just great! Thank goodness, the flight attendant had already given him his second mini-bottle of bourbon as the plane descended.
In the Nashville airport, the family and I roamed around and explored while we waited for the plane to be fixed, or if we had to spend the night and be put on another flight in the morning. Starving we scouted an open restaurant, it was late in the evening. We eventually settled on an over priced Pizza Hut meal and then headed to the USO.
While we ate we got the word that the plane was fixed, and our connection had been changed to another flight heading to Texas, so instead of arriving at 8:30 in the evening we will arrive close to midnight (yawn…someone just throw me a bed). Thank goodness for the USO and volunteers that staff it. It certainly helped to be able to sit in comfortable recliners and relax until the time for our flight was ready to board.
Finally, we made it to the grand old state of Texas. Tired and jet lagged we happily fell out of the hotel van and headed to our room. It was some time way past midnight and the pull of beds beckoned us to sleep, and we welcomed it. So first some sleep and hopefully the next morning it would be time to explore our new home.