Well the big day finally arrived! and by noon we were all on the 132 heading towards Jacques Cartier bridge. Took us 15 minutes to get downtown. Amazing but not surprising.
You could tell there was some kiddie event happening as there usually aren't that many kids/babies on St Denis street. A word to the wise: When going to these kiddie shows, bring LOTS n LOTS of extra cash because even though you've psyched yourself up to NOT buy the trinkets, bad-silk-screened/bad quality t-shirts and other paraphenalia, you are out-numbered by all the whiny screaming kids whose parents have already succumbed. And once your kid sees others with the light-sabered crap, t-shirt and other stuff, THEY • WILL • WANT • THE • SAME • THING.
We spent the first 30 minutes before the show began trying to calm Keira down as she was crying that her nose was "stuffed". Argh. But once the show began, all was forgotten! Didn't matter that the background was minimal. The music was familiar and most importantly, the favourite characters were on stage! Live! And boy did everyone have fun including Keira who was bouncing and singing along. When the intermission hit, it took all my patience to keep repeating the same answer to her same question: Where Tyrone? Where Pablo? Where..."
And then the lights dimmed again and the show began and I must admit, it was great. We'll definately try this again.
