The lines begin to form around 4 pm. The seating is first come first serve on a grassy field. Everyone packs in snacks and alcohol (the latter is forbiden). Don't be fooled by the throngs of balding men and women in flowy clothing, they may look peace loving, but once those gates open the race for a good seat is on- I mean elbows were flying. A zoo staff member stood center field waving her arms like an orchestra conducter saying in a sing song voice, "slow down, find your seats, slow down, find your seats." Like that's going to help.
We found our spot quickly, right of center, thirty yards back. It was a good spot - except for the 98 year old man in the wheelchair and his wife who's chair matched his in height. She-who-will-not-be-named complained loudly several times that they were breaking the rules, "There's a twenty four inch chair height rule!! Why can't he sit on the side? I can't see!" She huffed as she poured her gin and tonic. When I replied, "Can you stop talking so loud?" she said, "Well I'm only saying what everyone else is thinking!" "Ya- lets take him out!" geeze...
The concert began as we ate our tomato-basil-mozzarella-balls on toothpicks, humus, tabbouleh, olives, garlic pork, crackers, and drank a couple more G&Ts.
It wasn't until an hour in that I really began to look around and realize that I was in the middle of an SNL skit about white people in Seattle. For example, the people in front of us were eating seaweed, kale, and cucumber salad from PCC, SasQRUNCH, and drinking pure coconut water. The family next to them included a bald dad with a thick goatee and nail polish painted orange toe nails, and four-ish year old son with long hair. Several groups ahead was an all women bunch who couldn't help but show off their Latin dancing skills every time an ethnic song came on (which is often with Pink Martini). To the left was another group (mostly women) who mostly danced like Elaine on Seinfeld.
I do love Pink Martini, but I was much more excited about the secret guest stars who came on about 1/3 of the way through. Are you ready for this? The great grandchildren of Captain and Maria von Trapp! Squeal! I seriously love The Sound of Music. It wasn't until my adult years that I really thought about what an incredible story it was, that it was true, and scary, and just crazy. So seeing that the legend continues in this homeschooled sibling set of four from Montana (grandchildren of Kurt)- well, that was pretty exciting. Yes, they did yodel, and yes they did sing a song from the movie, and yes they did sing an Abba song- in Swedish.
Other noteworthy mentionables : China's dress (I need it), and Storm's biceps (she CrossFits for sure).
In highschool, my friends and I went to several outdoor concerts at Merriweather Post Pavilion in MD. The only difference between those concerts and this one was where the alcohol is consumed (and everything else). Zootunes is the old people version. Old people have fun too, just in a more appropriate (weirder) way.
|The thoughtless man and his wife|
|The Coconut Water drinkers using binoculars for their failing eyes|
|Storm and her muscles (I know she's hard to see with the man in his too-tall chair)|
|People in appropriate chairs- Kyle calls them "Diaper Chairs"|
|The von Trapps on either side of CrossFit|
|A couple of the Latin dancers|
|The toe nails|
|Us loving it|
|The Coconut Drinker on his bike next to my car 5 days later!!|