The finale to the Festivals...

Sunday's afternoon was spent in complete awe of the National Ballet of Georgia.  The troupe, reported to be one of the world's most technically proficient ballet companies, performed "Giselle" (1841) for the Spoleto Festival's final weekend and for our last ushering job.

Steve and I had the most amazing opportunities during our stay in Charleston.  Both the Spoleto and Piccolo Festivals have exposed us to things we never would have seen on our own and left us so delighted and inspired by the talent and quality of the productions. 

What has made it truly unforgettable are the people.  The box office girls who always greeted us with the warmest of smiles.  The other seasoned ushers who welcomed us into their fold and mentored us.  The house managers who appreciated us being there and made the experience even more enriched.  The staff, Karl, Paul, Carol and Francina, who opened the door for this couple from California and changed their lives forever!  The patrons who we would see at the events and subsequently elsewhere who would remember us and strike up the most interesting conversations.  There is no way to sum up this 17 days of tremendousness. I was told that Spoleto Festival USA is in the book "1001 Things to do Before You Die".  Well we've done it!  Big time!

Outside of the festival, the new friends we made who exemplified Southern Hospitality and treated us to delicious meals with exceptional company were astonishing in their kindness and generosity.  The Spoleto-Charleston Initiative Steering Committee has embraced our enthusiasm and made us feel like honorary Charlestonians.  Incredible. 

The one person who made all of this happen, for us, is our friend Sharon. Since July, we have been communicating about this adventure and she is the one who opened the door, put down the welcome mat and said, "Come".  I've been calling her friend, since the beginning, and when we met in May, it was a title that fit perfectly.  She has been instrumental in so much of this and no amount of words can really express our gratitude.

All components combined to make memories that will never be forgotten.  It is with a sad heart we depart on Wednesday but Kegan arrives tonight and we have a full day tomorrow of sightseeing and more adventures await on the road. 

I would maintain that thanks are the highest form of thought;
and that gratitude is happiness doubled by wonder. 
~G.K. Chesterton

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1 comments:

Deb Bako said...

Such a wonderful time for the two of you! You are truly blessed....

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