There were plenty of all three to go around. Poor L was squirming in his seat and cracking me up with comments like "how come I always fall asleep in church but I can't sleep through this?" and "please tell me that was more than one song..." and "this looks like the demographics of a Linux convention."*** The best part was when he was leaning over, elbows on knees, head resting in his hands with a finger in each ear.
We left at the intermission, which was my idea, not L's. While I very much enjoyed the first half, it was enough Indian culture for me. There were no dancers, which was what I was the most excited about, but maybe they only came out at the end. Anyway, I am convinved that L loves me a whole bunch! Thanks honey!
*** Interstingly enough, L would be perfectly at home at a Linux convention...
boo hoo.
Now I'll pin my hopes on "Wallace and Gromit," coming out in October - I do so love that Limey fellow and his clever dog...