Of COURSE I've Been to Radio City Music Hall

The cab driver took us here.
I didn't really know what this place was, though I've heard of it before (I'm not a complete hayseed.)






I don't even know where to start. The show was a few hours long and jam-packed full of glitz and color, with marvels enough to impress me thoroughly (I'm a complete hayseed, remember?), and the girls and I enjoyed it to the very last drop.

I guess I'll tackle these pictures by starting with a numbered list.

1.  The world's fanciest chandelier:

2.  The world's fanciest bathroom:

 


3.  The world's grinning-est girl IN the world's fanciest bathroom:

4.  Right before the show: snowflakes on the ceiling and a high school choir.

5. Organs!  Organs that slide out of the walls!  Organs that slide out of the walls WITH organists attached!

6.  A live orchestra!  An orchestra that floats up from the floor!

7. One bearded man in a red suit:

8. A trio of bearded, red-suited men with their shadows:

 9.  Bearded men in red suits who magically multiply!

  The performers danced a portion of the Nutcracker ballet, too, which the girls especially loved.

 The tin soldiers segment was one of our absolute favorites.  

Since it's Sarah's favorite, too, I didn't question our good taste.  Look!  They fall down like a row of red and white dominoes.

The show included mechanical marvels, like a double-decker bus that zoomed around the stage and was packed full of dancing ladies.

An ice rink that rose up out of the floor, complete with a pair of figure skaters.

 

A bearded, red-suited man taught life lessons in his workshop, which was kind of like Willy Wonka's chocolate factory without the chocolate, the Oompa Loompas, and Willy Wonka.  

I have to say that covetousness swallowed me whole during this segment.  The bright tights! The colorful boots!  The zany, full dresses!  (There's a reason I wanted to be a clown and a reason I painted the walls of this house garish shades.  I think I like bright colors.)

I was surprised that after a show filled with our culture's typical holiday fare, it culminated with the True Story.  A live orchestra, a small zoo of animals, and-- after so much fun but ultimately empty glamor-- a reenactment of shepherds on a hill, wise men traveling far, and a Baby in his mother's arms.

And then we left with our senses stuffed brimful.