“For never was a story of more woe…
July 26, 2013 § 2 Comments
…than this of Juliet and her Romeo.”
If you have read my post about the Macerata Opera Festival, or been around me at all the past week, you would know how excited I have been for last night’s Romeo and Juliet ballet performance. The interpretation looked amazing, it’s my favorite ballet, and I am always up for a good dose of Prokofiev. Especially when it takes place in an old open-air theatre in a beautiful hilltop village in the middle of the Italian hills.
Mr. Italian conveniently had the afternoon off, so we jumped into the car and drove an hour through sunflower fields and decorated castles until we reached Macerata. Before settling down into the center, I wanted to check out an art store (there is an art school there, so, logically, there should be at least one art store in the Le Marche region). I wasn’t really expecting it to be open or still functioning, but we roll up, and… open! And, stocked! With REAL ART SUPPLIES! As in, a SELECTION of real art supplies. It’s a little pricey and is 60 km away from home, but, I found an art store!
I’m feeling pretty good at this point. Italy’s back in my heart. Art supplies, an aperitivo on the horizon, and a night full of promises of good music and inspiration. Life’s good again.
And then we get to the theatre’s ticketing office. Upon which is a (get ready, you’re never going to guess)… crooked piece of paper taped to the door, kindly informing all of the most revered patrons that the performance is cancelled.
Because, apparently, two days before the scheduled one-night performance, after months of practice and advertising, the Italian government decided to withdraw its funds for the show. I’m sorry, but, what? I… have given up trying to understand. I just accept these things by now. Avviso importante: cinema closed for vacation. Avviso importante: store doesn’t exist any more. Avviso importante: owner of this important government building is at the beach, open later. Avviso importante: bus not running today, just because. Avviso importante: event cancelled, go find something else to do.
So, that’s what we did. Mr. Italian and I met up with a couple of his cousins and did the one thing that always works in Italy: we went out to find a glass of wine at a street-side cafe’:
And then ended up having a full meal and another two bottles of wine:
And then played with snail statues, because there was no ballet to watch: