How was your experience?
It was at least 80 degrees in the balcony. Everyone was stripping off their clothes and fanning themselves with their programs to cool off. The lights went down, the curtain up, and the theater let people straggle in throughout the entire first half despite signs in the lobby that said otherwise. The premium balcony seats had waitresses who would walk back and forth with glowing iPads, taking drink orders, and then returning shortly with trays. There was enough movement in the balcony aisles that my eyes would wander from the production. The production itself felt like a school play and had only a small group of performers that danced with any merit. Diverging from the traditional plot line, the Land of Sweets was replaced with Washington, DC. In place of Mother Ginger there is the Smithsonian Carousel and you won't find any Russian dancers, but rather Frontiersmen. I'll stick with the traditional interpretation next time.