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Saturday, March 2, 2019

A wickedly good time...






















It's been six months in the making but Wicked watching with four grandaughters on a Saturday afternoon was well worth it.
Glinda and Elphaba face off
We insanely bought some tickets before Christmas last year thinking we could take couple of the oldest stars-in-the-making and share some top quality theater with them.
Then we threw caution to the winds and added another pair. No matter that the tickets were pricey. Marc had a friend who could get us early access for good seats for a fair cost.
We signed up for two more.
Marc agreed to be our chauffeur since two of the girls live in Bountiful and two in American Fork.
I agreed to sacrifice and go with them for my fifth time. (Yeah!)
We arranged for places to meet, how to get them out of four schools and where to eat later.
I made a flow chart and arranged with the weather man to keep the skies and roads clear.
Sweet ones at Wicked: from left, Hannah, Adell, Fiona, Alyson
On Friday we headed out.
We parked one car at the TRAX station and headed in on the rails.
Marc stopped at the Woods Cross High School for the others and came south.
Amazingly it all came together.
More amazing was the show.
The story is clever and fun and brings all of the elements of the classic Wizard of Oz together with a blend of lessons about racism, social change, judgement and love and forgiveness.
The songs are brilliant and live long after the show is done.
There are lines that just flatten you, "Take that road for as long as it goes. You'll be fine," says "G-a-Linda."
"There's no place like home!"cries Elphaba, surrounded by green creatures in Oz.
It's a story within a story that turns the trip to Oz as we know it up-side-down and inside-out starting with a green baby and ending with romance between a scarecrow and a wicked witch.
It's magical. It's real and it's funny and it's tragic with characters who appeal even while they shock a bit with pride, selfish intentions and over-the-top narcissim.
Elphaba
Ephaba is the green hero here but then Glinda "the Good" turns out to be made of tough, shiny material.
Everybody in my party was entranced and affected.
Everybody in my party was happy to have been there.
When can we all go again?






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