When we got there, throngs of people were already making their way into the stadium. There were plenty of parking spaces all around - so there was no trouble looking for a parking spot at all. Thank goodness my friend, Dennis, who woke up at 9.30am to sit in front of his PC for the sake of purchasing the tickets online was smart enough to have paid extra for courier service. Hence, we didn't have to look ridiculous queuing up for ticket collection.
A lot of people I know went for the show. Peters was entertaining as always, there were laughter throughout, but somehow I can't help feeling that it could be better. There were some dry parts, parts where he went on and on about something without any specific directions, and some hilarious parts. He did end the show with a punch with his favourite pastime i.e. making fun of the Indian accent. We didn't take a lot of pictures because 1) we were not allowed to; and 2) we would die of embarrassment should we get caught operating the flash on the camera or phone.
Best I could do are the two pictures below.
|Tier 2 tickets|
|Banner at the entrance. Check out his saucer-shaped eyes and that smirk|