And all of this Oprah-watching, and all of this Vegemite-talk, reminds the hubs and I (once again, here it comes) that we have done the right thing in moving to Sydney. This cross-cultural experience has changed us in so many ways, and it will always be a part, of who we and our children become.
And so last week we went to see "Le Grand Cirque: Adrenaline" in the Concert Hall at The Opera House-- and I'll just say this... we may have been due for a loser. Ooo, that wasn't very nice. Or, possibly, I'm just not a "circus person". The reality of the situation is, anything you see at the Opera House is awesome, because you get to go to The Opera House... duh. But just being honest, somethings are significantly better than others.
These two guys were our favorite (that's "favourite" for the Aussies) from Le Grand Cirque.
And even though Le Grand Cirque didn't blow us away, what did wow us, was the newly renovated restaurant area on the "lower concourse" of The Opera House. Usually after a show we take the kids down for lunch or a snack at what used to be an underwhelming, airport-esque, food-court style dining area.
The newly redone food/ shopping area looked amazing, only adding to the already beautiful harbour and bridge background.
Momentary, post-circus meltdown.
This is The Opera House lower concourse food area today... they redid the casual restaurant area, added some really nice food options, and upgraded the furniture.
And just last night I got to take in all of that Sydney Opera House freshness with my girlfriend Erin. Erin was one of the first Americans I met in Sydney, we met through our blogs and then in person, over a lunch which filled with deep conversation, and me picking coriander (that's Aussie for "cilantro") out of a burrito with my fingers (manners?), and we fell in friendlove... or at least I did. Needless to say, Erin is a very special person to me here in Oprahland, I mean Sydney.
Soooo, last night Erin and I met at the Opera House Bar for a little pre-show cocktail hour.
Photo: Dirty Disco Carpet cocktail and artichoke prosciutto pizza from the Opera House Bar.The crowd was dressed unusually islandy. Hawaiian shirts and hats with parrots on them, perfectly normal wear growing up in South Florida-- but not so much at the Sydney Opera House.
You must be wondering, why were people dressed like this (see photo below)?
Photo: Random Woman. (By the way, thank you nice lady for letting me photograph you).
and like this...
Photo: Cute People at the Opera House wearing Parrotheads, but I did not ask to take a photo of these unsuspecting new friends.
And like this...
Ooops, we actually were not dressed up, but we do look a little toasted-- not surprising since it felt like it was about 100 degress Celsius (that's about 212 degrees Fahrenheit) outside.
But THIS is the reason:
I seriously cannot think of a place less "Jimmy Buffet Parrothead-ish" than Sydney Opera House-- it's so wrong, but yet so, so right.
Jimmy Buffet in the Sydney Opera House Concert Hall. Awesome.
And here's just a little taste of the show... you may want to enlarge it to watch, I have no clue why it came out so small.
I guess you could say he really knows how to bring down the house, ha! no pun intended.
If you live near the Opera House you're destined to go to shows there, and if you go to shows there, you're going to love the The Sydney Opera House. If you give a mouse a cookie, he's going to ask for some milk.
Bottom Line: Sydney Opera House = Awesome. Jimmy Buffet at Opera House = Even More Awesome.
