A Night at the Opera

On Monday, I was sitting at home in San Miranda multitasking until Nathan sneaked up from behind and startled me, dropping my pen in the process of taking notes for a fashion show analysis. I let out a laugh thinking he played a practical joke on me again. (No harm done!) As I went to pick up the pen, he handed me a white envelope with thick rectangular figures enclosed. I quickly figured out what the letter was for and tore open the seal to find three tickets to the premiere of the new contemporary opera, Santa Barbara. I pre-ordered a trio of tickets to see the performance with Nathan, but then I thought, "What's a little more fun if I invite a friend who has distinct taste in opera?" That is when I called Angie Camer, the magnificent Poptropican journalist, to see the show with us.

Yesterday, Nathan and I picked up Angie from the airport and booked an early dinner at Sandtrekker, a Moroccan restaurant Angie wanted a taste at while she was visiting. There, we shared an authentic antipasti platter embellished with fresh olives, khoubz (Moroccan flatbread), Edam cheese, cherry tomatoes, cannellini beans, and a lovely olive tampenade spread smack in the center of the plate.

Afterward, we were at the Brynne Opera House awaiting the wonderful performance of a lifetime. Nathan, Angie, and I sat together near the front where we could see the stage perfectly while at a ear-satisfying distance from the San Miranda Concerto tuning their instruments. As the libretto began, the lights dimmed and spotlights were all directed towards the strong voices. The show is about Champ, a world-renown surfer, meeting an ordinary hairdresser named Florentine. I don't want to give too much away as that will ruin the story line for people who wish to see it, but I will say this: "Santa Barbara is worth sitting for four hours."

(From left to right: Angie, PoptropicaStars, Nathan)
We were standing at the entrance of the Brynne Opera House in our sophisticated casual-wear.