If you’re looking for the artsy equivalent of Five Dollar Footlongs (that is, if Subway were cuisine and not fast food), let me introduce a new and exciting concept into your money-grubbing yet cosmopolitan hearts: student rush tickets.  Unlike Broadway tickets in Manhattan, most venues in Boston have a fair number of empty seats, especially on weeknights, and they’ll be more than happy to give you a nice, juicy discount as long as you appear at their box office one or two hours before the show and show them your Harvard ID. Read the rest of this entry »

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Last night, in a desperate bid to get out of Cambridge, avoid thoughts of impending midterm doom, and actually experience that major Northeastern city that happens to reside three miles away from our campus (what’s it called again? Oh yeah, Boston.* I think the average undergrad here is lucky to go there once a month), my suitemate and I headed out to the theater district to get a glimpse of some culture and watch Giselle, a romantic ballet currently being performed by the Boston Ballet. We grabbed our $20 rush tickets around five o’clock, ventured into Chinatown for dinner,** and came back to the Boston Opera House slightly before seven o’clock to find our seats and watch the show. Read the rest of this entry »