Back at the hotel now, eating a slice of pizza and basking. Basking.
Oh the Trio. It breaks my heart and remakes it and breaks it again.
What a day. What a production. What a set of performances. What and orchestra.
Once we’re back home and I’m not writing on my phone I will have much more to say. I’m speechless as it is.
As we left, we took a few photos outside with the Met lit up. And I just wept.