Day 18, Milan, La Scala

At this point, Gramma might be thinking to herself, "well at least the food is good." She had to sit through a La Traviata she hated last night, and tonight we were served a ballet that was so super modern and outside-the-box that a couple of times I turned and saw Gramma with her hand over her eyes.
In the last post I talked about how all the ladies were getting all ramped up for the big evening in La Scala. Everyone really did look and feel great. All we knew was that we were going to see a ballet, and that the music would be Mozart. Yes, there was ballet, and yes there was Mozart, but it was all mixed up with other "sound creations" and the choreography was so modern that I could almost hear all the traditionalists in the crowd muttering to themselves, "ugh, kids these days."
I, for one, loved it. It was so sensual and moving-- the dances kept breaking into and out of traditional conventions. It was a complete fantasy, and yet very human. It was a little crazy and unpredictable, and yet honest, but playful... And all choreographed over Mozart-- it really brought out aspects of the music I'd never considered before. I loved it. I can't really say any more about it before bedtime, but if you're interested, I found this little write-up about the show: http://www.culturekiosque.com/dance/reviews/le_parc_2005.html

And a video of my favorite part. Amazing.

After the ballet, we took the long way home and walked through the Galleria (wow!) and then saw the Duomo all lit up (wow again!)... We'll go have a proper look around tomorrow during the walking tour.