Last night we went to Madame Butterfly at the Opera House! Fun. I think that walking up and down the stairs at the OH is as good as anything that goes on inside it. You so get the "Sydney rocks and we are totally lucky" feeling.
So anyway, we were the second last row from the back - at least we weren't the back, and it was still great. My only complaint is that the woman sitting next to me had clearly recently put on fake tan and I could smell it through the whole performance. Ugh.
Anyway - love, lies, and a dramatic suicide. It had it all.
Here's me out the front. I need to get a new camera...
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