La Gioconda at the opera house. Upper balcony side, about as far from the plane of the plaster line as the conductor was. ($5.67 via half-price site.) Consciously summoning up memories of the visit and performance here as an undergraduate. After that visit, the theatre of this city stood for a certain thing in my mind for a very long time, and I tried, with modest success, to inhabit that idyll. I suppose you can't go unheimlich again. But a very powerful evening.
Oddly, as I stood up at the end, I realized that what had seemed to be a robust zipper on the jeans had somehow given out completely. Luckily, simply buttoning the coat solved the problem. Always wear a coat of decent length.
Interesting that it's on the feast of Barnabas ('Barnaba' is the Inquisition spy.) Possibly a noticed holiday in these parts--traditionally the midsummer day in old style dating.