I wanted to see a show with JAZZ HANDS! and West Side Story did not disappoint, as there was an entire song with jazz hands, there of course was a full collection of familiar songs, high kicks and young love. We had been a little concerned after overhearing a conversation in the Village about the faults of the musical. She profusely apologized and promised us that we would enjoy the show. She was right, we enjoyed it, and I found myself so consumed with the story, that I was tearing at the end of it all, it really was as magical as the jazz hands promised they would be.
Yesterday had started with the intention of going to see Ground Zero and the Financial District and related sights and then with us returning up to Broadway for the show. However the WTC Subway was not accessible and so we back tracked and changed our plans spending the day in Greenwich Village and eating at Gobo - a wonderful vegan/vegetarian restaurant that made me (S&P) realize how much I miss vegan food, and yet how much work goes into the whole process. After a day of perusing the shops we wandered over to NYU and found ourselves wondering what our lives would have been like if we like Felicity had perused our undergrads there or if some how we could somehow justify the debt and get out masters or PhD's respectively just so we could spend more time in the magic of the city.
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The show must have been spectacular! I think the locals have a very high standard for their Bway productions -- as tourists, it usually beats whatever we have at home -- because of course the lights and noises of the Great White Way.
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Rhonda & Mom
i miss good vegan food too
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