Brooklyn, again....

So Don Carlo has Fontainebleu, I have Brooklyn. What is it about this place, makes me want to incessantly wander around. Got off subway at Bergen, went to a place called coffee, had a delicious americano with cream, sat and read (last time I was there around the same time in Feb.placed was packed, this time served right away)---then walked up Flatbush to the Central Branch, here I am. As I passed sixth avenue, thought to myself: how wonderful just to walk up this street for about 20 blocks; seems to be all that I want at some point, just to wander through Brooklyn. Anyway, here I am at the library, after that....not clear.
Last night, got my ticket to Don Carlo, oh what an amazing opera, what a great 4and a half hours spent at the Met. Great cast, totally into an ensemble vision, could quibble with some of Hytner's choices directorially, but he grappled successfully with the operas many challenges. But what an opera! What a massive piece of work. Probably the only opera to be openly political---the issues brought up in the opera about one country taking charge of another and randomly destroying what is left of the first civilization, could easily be about America in Viet Nam, or what is happening to the rebels in Syria at the current moment. Combination of music and text remarkable, probably the essence of God and Christ is invoked more than in any other opera. Should write more about it, mabye on another site---anyway, glad I chose to visit the Met and see the opera, this was its last performance for the year, not scheduled for next year, so who knows when I would have had the chance to experience it again. Sense of finality, just as with Meistersinger and Iceman Cometh, feel that I have completed my undrerstanding and my vision of the piece, have absorbed it as much as I need---therefore no need to experience it again. Two more weeks of the Met season, am interested in Cav and Pag, wonder if I can fit it into my schedulثلإ