Does it ever happen to you that you come home after a performance and you can't sleep because you're still so caught-up and moved by what you've seen? It happened to me last night after Pelléas et Mélisande at the Met. I just couldn't stop thinking about the two brothers Pelléas and Golaud (Stéphane Degout and Gerald Finley) and the wonders Simon Rattle and the Met Orchestra had been doing in the pit.

Walking into the General Manager's Box I found one of my favourite people in the world, the director Peter Sellars. He just started rehearsals for his production of Nixon in China at the Met. Pelléas is one of his most beloved pieces (he did a famous production with Simon Rattle in Amsterdam years ago) and I was glad to be able to spend the evening with him sharing our enthusiasm for the piece and the performers.

The fragile beauty of Debussy's sounds still haunts my memory while I'm on my way to Newark Airport as quickly as the tons of snow that came down over the region on Monday allow the taxi to go. I should be back in Toronto around noon and look forward to seeing the National Ballet's Nutcracker this afternoon.