Opera Man

das Frühstück = breakfast
das Mittagessen = lunch
das Abendessen = dinner

Jack and I have been enjoying getting into our weekly routines. Every weekday morning, we wake up, eat Frühstück, and mosey around the internet. Jack then goes into his man-cave to work while I workout and complete some of my UVA homework. After, we have Mittagessen together before Jack goes back into his man-cave and I carry on with my day.

On weekdays during our Mittagessen, Jack and I have had the pleasure of listening to Opera Man. Starting around 12:00, Opera Man, the singing instructor that works in the apartment below us, gives voice lessons to a handful of people. It's not hours of constant singing. Usually, we only hear Opera Man and his students complete scales. "La la la la la la la la la." "Mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi mi. "Ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah ah". Different registers are heard and different chords are accompanied on a piano. Sometimes the scales are staccato, other times, legato. While it may seem annoying, it's become part of our routine. It's comforting to hear.

Today, there was no Opera Man, and Jack and I are worried. We heard no scales, no piano, no music. Where did he go? Is he ok? Is he on vacation? When will we hear him again? He was there yesterday...why was he not here today? We have no idea what Opera Man looks like (we've never seen him), but he is already part of our day. We hope he comes back tomorrow!