Opera in the Rain

Denkergang - the thinking path - Eutin

On July 13 I flew from Stockholm to Lubeck, Germany.  There, a new friend, picked me up at the airport.  Jurgen.  I met Jurgen by chance in Istanbul, Turkey when I was walking along the waterside.  We talked for about 20 minutes.  He told me he was a landfill engineer.  I told him I was hoping to visit Germany, as I knew he was from Germany.  He told me that if I visited the area around Lubeck he would be my tour guide.  I thought that was a good idea as I had no particular reference or reason to go to any particular area in Germany so I took this as a sign.  We exchanged e-mails and kept in touch.

The wet stage at the outdoor theatre in Eutin

So through e-mailing back and forth, I sort of, unintentionally, invited myself to stay at his place as he showed me around his home area.  He was very gracious and agreed.  So Jurgen picked me up at the Lubeck airport and we headed to Bujendorf, where he lived.  He had already plans that night to go to see Don Giovanni, the opera, at the outdoor theatre in Eutin, about 20 minutes from his place.  It was their annual festspiele:    http://eutiner-festspiele.de/ He kindly invited me to come along and got me a ticket.

Me blending in, in my 4 euro raincoat fending off the rain

I had not been to an opera since I saw La Boheme at Chatauqua in New York when I was 24 – so almost 20 years later here I was again.  Singing in Italian, narrating in German, needless to say, I had to rely on the actors body and facial expressions and the action to get a gist of the story.  It was a long opera – almost 4 hours – but it was an experience.

Giovanni's assistant tells one of his ladies about all the other ladies he has charmed

The rain spat for awhile and then stopped which was a relief, but just as the opera was coming to its climax the rain started to pour down.  The actors were very brave and carried on not missing a bit, and well dressed in clear raincoats.  It was quite a site and I felt badly for them, but the whole show was great.  It was a wonderful greeting to the special area of Schleswig-Holstein and the beginning of an interesting 4 days.

Jurgen looking far more fashionable than myself

That night I only got a quick glimpse of the chateau of Eutin – called a schloss in German – to me I think I would refer to it more as an estate – but we were to be coming back in a couple of days.  So more to come.

The opera reaches its climax and the rain keeps the orchestra pit cover in the front slick