A bright spot during our rainy week in London was an afternoon with the Wizard of Oz. Set at the historic London Palladium, the four of us acquired last-minute-worst-seat tickets and weren't bothered in the least. My daughter had memorized the songs from her school chorus, and witnessing those moments come alive on stage sent tingles down our spines. This kid-friendly London show turned out to be more Mom-friendly than expected, and left me delighted by those red shoes, brainless scarecrows, and wicked witches.
August 30, 2011
The Yellow Brick Road
A bright spot during our rainy week in London was an afternoon with the Wizard of Oz. Set at the historic London Palladium, the four of us acquired last-minute-worst-seat tickets and weren't bothered in the least. My daughter had memorized the songs from her school chorus, and witnessing those moments come alive on stage sent tingles down our spines. This kid-friendly London show turned out to be more Mom-friendly than expected, and left me delighted by those red shoes, brainless scarecrows, and wicked witches.
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