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Dec. 18th, 2007 11:42 pmToday was a good day.
I met Sissi at 15:00 for a round of ice skating in Bryant Park. The weather was nice; not too cold and the sun not shining directly on us. The temporary rink is much bigger than in Rockerfeller Center, and better still - it's mostly free. The whole endeavour cost me $7.00, including a cup of hot apple cider that wasn't of terrible quality. There was much catching up and nearly-knocking down children as we circled. There is nothing quite like circling a rink of snowy ice to the sounds of badly produced Christmas songs to get one in the holiday spirit - and I mean that sincerely.
We left the ice at 17:00 to have what was my dinner. At 18:30 I headed on to Lincoln Center, to meet my mother for the Messiah Sing-in. It's a 40 years running tradition there, now, and one my mother and I have been going to for eight years. It's funny how you can sit 2000 people in an audience, most of whom have never been formally vocally trained, and get a really nice sound out of them. This year there was a particularly bad timing problem, though - most people weren't looking at the conductors, so people were losing their place and jumping in randomly.
The Hallelujah Chorus was perfect, though. That's the important part.
Now, for tea.
I met Sissi at 15:00 for a round of ice skating in Bryant Park. The weather was nice; not too cold and the sun not shining directly on us. The temporary rink is much bigger than in Rockerfeller Center, and better still - it's mostly free. The whole endeavour cost me $7.00, including a cup of hot apple cider that wasn't of terrible quality. There was much catching up and nearly-knocking down children as we circled. There is nothing quite like circling a rink of snowy ice to the sounds of badly produced Christmas songs to get one in the holiday spirit - and I mean that sincerely.
We left the ice at 17:00 to have what was my dinner. At 18:30 I headed on to Lincoln Center, to meet my mother for the Messiah Sing-in. It's a 40 years running tradition there, now, and one my mother and I have been going to for eight years. It's funny how you can sit 2000 people in an audience, most of whom have never been formally vocally trained, and get a really nice sound out of them. This year there was a particularly bad timing problem, though - most people weren't looking at the conductors, so people were losing their place and jumping in randomly.
The Hallelujah Chorus was perfect, though. That's the important part.
Now, for tea.
