Harry Potter & The Cursed Child in NYC

Back in the Day….

I’m going to take you back quickly to 5th grade, for me. I was sitting in class and this one girl, Lauren, made mention that she was reading a new book series. You guessed it. It was Harry Potter… I heard the story plot she was raving about and kept thinking, magic… that’s stupid. The following year, 6th grade, the teachers were forcing kids to “want” to read. So, we were tasked with reading a number of books throughout the year. By this point everyone was reading Harry Potter and I was wondering what all the hoop-la was about. So, giving in to peer pressure I read the damn thing. And to my surprise… although I tried to fight it in front of them…I loved the first book. I forced myself to read, “Harry Potter and the Sorcerer’s Stone” in its entirety before watching the trailer (yes I waited so long to read it was becoming a movie).

To this day… there hasn’t been a book, series, that I had felt so connected to the characters, so out in a different world, so committed to see through to the end. Each page flowed to the next with anticipation, heartbreak, and excitement.

After completion of the book series I was kind of bummed. I mean it all made sense, school had to end for Harry…

Growing Up…

Fast forward to college… I figured out that Platform 9 3/4 was an actual platform located in King’s Cross Station in London. This was one of my first international trips, this one with my mom. And you better believe visiting the platform was on the list. Walking throughout the station remembering parts from the movie, surreal.

Later…I heard that Universal Studios was going to open a Harry Potter section of the park. I kid you not, I had to be one of the firsts to go. Having gone with my friend, Gaby, I was in awe. From first view of the castle it was heart filled excitement. Butter Beers for those who wished, but the best part was entering the castle… the pictures on the wall talked (just like in the books and movies), the staircases moved, the attention to detail was not missed. I remember repeatedly just saying “but this all looks too real.” I again went back in when Universal when Gringotts Wizarding Bank opened. Again, in awe.

Just Recently…

Needless to say, when I heard that play, Harry Potter and the Cursed Child was releasing in London I was geeked with excitement. I immediately started my search for flights, hotels, tickets, etc. What I didn’t budget for was the immediate sold out play when I went to go in for the purchase! Months later I was checking my work e-mails, and found out that Harry Potter and the Cursed Child was coming to NYC! I signed up for the mailing list, and waited for the release of tickets. Having learned my lesson about the sold out tickets for the one in London… I set an alarm and upon the release time frantically clicked, refreshed, and attempted to book my ticket.

Cost…

Single-ticket in the worst seats $1,100 (for both Part I & Part II). I couldn’t digest that. I told myself I would let the hype dwindle down and keep periodically checking. Following weeks I checked with prices going down no more than $699. And then… talking about needing to see the signs… I received an email from an airline company reminding me that I had 40,000 miles that would expire if I didn’t use by the end of May. I looked up various places to go and visit, needless to say for me to not have to pay anything my choices were between Orlando, Chicago, Baltimore, or New York. New York was the pick. After I booked the flight I again went to look at ticket prices and saw on StubHub there was a single-ticket left for a Saturday afternoon/evening show, and the price…. $299. SOLD!

The Play…

I had never been to Broadway, and all the raving of the theatre scene IS what everyone cracks it up to be. From walking up to the front doors with the Lyric Theatre decked out in Harry Potter posters, signs, etc., the magical feeling was in tact. Walking into the big ballrooms with many small clothing stores, and a food area, you could feel everyones’ excitement. I mean, whoever is willing to pay $299+ per person to see MUST love Harry Potter, yeah?

I found out my seat was literally the furthest back row, but it did not stop the experience. The play picked up where the books left off. Harry has kids who are entering Hogwarts, and his son has to figure out how he is going to fill his dad’s shoes. I’m purposely leaving out the plot as being a visitor of the play we have been told to #KeepTheSecret of the story.

But Wait….

I do want to take the opportunity, though, to share that although the main characters since the book have changed, and the quirkiness of what is the play is a bit different with a lot of the typical theatre-like skits, it was magical. Most impressive were the special effects of the play. There were times when characters were going back in time and the whole stage vibrated, and you could hear the audience go “ooooh.” There were also times when people would go through walls, phone booths, and fireplaces and it seemed so real I forgot I was watching a play with real people and it wasn’t an edited movie. A very well-done production, which I am sure literally is setting benchmark for future play performances.

Was it worth the time & money? 

Absolutely! I live by the saying that “we only live once, so we better live purposely.” Of course time and money don’t always come to balance, but when it makes sense, GO… do the things you dream of doing, see the plays you wish you wanted to see, take a trip by yourself even if you’re scared of feeling alone, just go out and LIVE. Live, laugh, love, and learn.

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