A couple of Fridays ago, my accomplice in crime Megan (who has joined me on many of my Bay View adventures) and I decided to shed our scruffy college student digs for classy clothes and enjoy a night at the ballet. While Megan had been to the ballet a couple times as a youngster, I had never experienced the ballet myself. The Marcus Center for the Performing Arts, located just south of the strip of bars on Water Street, has a wonderful schedule of shows for Milwaukeeans to enjoy, and also a great deal on tickets for us broke students. On the afternoon before a show, the box office makes any unsold tickets available to seniors and students for half off. Whether or not you are able to get a ticket on the day of the show depends on what time you get to the box office ( it opens a 11:30 am and that’s when I suggest you go) and how popular the show you wish to see is. While our seats where quite a ways away from the stage in the Loge area, the view was still great and the price was right. We paid $18 a ticket (normally $39), while seats on the floor go as high as 89 dollars.
I’m the type of person who loves all kinds of performance (music, art, dance, theater) and I figured I would enjoy this rendition of the classic Cinderella; but, I had NO idea I would love it as much as I did! The dancers were amazing, costumes beautiful and set enchanting. Four dancers even donned horse’s heads and pulled a full size, sparkling pumpkin carriage across the stage to transport Cinderella to the Prince’s royal ball. The absolute best characters of the ballet were the ugly step sisters; two male dancers dressed up in pink and green nightgowns with red and yellow curled wigs on their heads. The whole theater broke out in laughter as they galumphed around the stage, chasing after various eligible bachelors at the ball with wide eyes and eager lips.
One word of warning: do not be late for a performance. Despite the fact that we left my house on the eastside over a half hour early, we were almost late. While the parking ramp near the center rarely fills up, the line to get in is rather long and we had to speed walk in heals and dresses to make sure we got into our seats on time. Why the rush? All patrons who arrive after the performance has begun must wait outside in the lobby till the next intermission.
After the performance ended, and all the little girls in their fancy dresses and shiny little shoes had been lead out of their seats, we wandered over to the Clear Lounge at The Intercontinental to enjoy a cocktail. My attempts failed to persuade my friend to enjoy another type of performance at a lesser known venue down the street….