Last Tuesday, my friend and I spontaneously decided to go to a concert at the Hollywood Bowl. We'd been meaning to go and as it turns out, Tuesdays and Thursdays are when they hold their classical music series. The tickets were pretty reasonably priced (about 12 bucks a pop) considering we booked them the day of and apparently, they also usually offer one dollar tickets. The day we went was when pianist Yuja Wang and the Los Angeles Philharmonic were playing. We packed a picnic basket, took a Lyft to the venue, and settled in our seats by 8 pm. Some hilarity ensued because my friend forgot to bring a wine bottle opener and unearthed a whole rotisserie chicken from her picnic bag. We carved the chicken while listening to Yuja Wang finger dance on the keys.
Around 9 pm, Ms. Wang took her bow, stepped off the stage, and the concert was over. My friend and I commented on how it was so short and that we should come back again. We looked around to see a lot of the audience still milling around so we took some pictures, poured out the rest of our wine (we already spilled half during the concert), and thought to be smart and hurry out before the rest of the crowd decided to leave. As we were walking back to the parking lot, feeling bittersweet that it had ended so soon, we heard an employee call out, "4 minutes until intermission is over!" We looked at each other incredulously and burst out laughing since we had been so set on leaving. We hurried back into the amphitheater and sat for the next hour, squirming and waiting for it to be officially over. The night ended with fireworks that accompanied the philharmonic's finale piece and we walked back, satiated and feeling slightly cultured.
crackers, chips, and said rotisserie chicken
stunning at night
fireworks to end the night
