New York. There’s no place like it in the world. The museums, the shows, the restaurants.
This year a revision of the play, “The King and I” opened to rave reviews. The music is beautiful, the children in the cast are adorable, and the acting is top notch. People are walking around singing, “Getting to Know You,” “Whistle a Happy Tune” and “Hello Young Lovers.” The romantic among us are are stretching their vocal cords to the sad song two doomed you lovers sing, ”We Kiss in a Shadow.”
A feel good story featuring an exceptional cast of characters and magnificent costumes; how can you miss?
You have to pay the price to get into the theater to watch the show, that’s how. If you would like to bring a young grandchild and be sure that he/she has the ability to see what’s happening on stage, orchestra seats are recommended. To be near enough to be enchanted try “center orchestra seats.” They will set you back $325.00 apiece, which includes a $2.00 “Facility Fee!”
Add in the transportation cost and lunch before the show, and the total resembles the amount Donald Trump pays for publicity.
Choices are difficult, or as the King sings in the show, life “Is a Puzzlement.” There shouldn’t be a price for enjoyment: there shouldn’t be a price for pleasure. But if your pleasure is a Broadway show, there is indeed a price for the pleasure of watching a first rate, professional performance.
Hey Buddy; can you spare a dime?