The road to The Little Mermaid on Broadway was obviously bumpy and tense for us the past week.Â After getting so excited when when we first got tickets back in September, LatteGirl had been counting down the days.
For the past week though, I have been slowly trying to break it to her that it didn’t look like we were going to be able to see the show.Â It is not easy to a child how the show is “there” but not “open.”Â And trying to explain why the stage hands went on strike, and what a strike is.
Overall, I guess I had it easy.Â I mean, the day they first went on strike, I watched on the news, and saw a woman being interviewed.Â She had driven 4-1/2 hours that day up from Maryland with her two kids to see the show.Â I can’t even imagine the stress that must have induced, both on the mother and the poor kids.Â It was really heartbreaking.
At this point, I was really ready to give up, but just as I have for the last two weeks, before heading off to work, I stopped and checked to see what, if any updates there were on the strike, and saw that they finally came to an agreement and the strike is over.
I don’t know who was more excited.Â Me, getting to tell my daughter that we would in fact be going to NYC to see the show this weekend, or her bouncing down the hallway to tell TheWife that we were in fact going again.Â Her smile, radiated so brightly that I swear we no longer needed lights on in the house this morning.
So, we will now once again make plans for a trip into NY, try and find a place to dine that won’t bankrupt us, but still will be able to get into with this being tourist season and all.Â It should be good and mobbed this weekend around Times Square, and it really makes me question my sanity at the time I purchased these tickets.Â But, at the same time, LatteGirl’s smile this morning makes any of that aggravation all worth while.
(I will of course be reviewing the show, probably on Sunday).