My wife and I saw Phantom of the Opera at the Kennedy Center in D.C. It was amazing. Our seats were one row above and slightly to one side of the President's box. I could've tossed popcorn at him from where we sat (but they weren't there that night, and come on, I'm not that stupid).
I like musicals in general, having grown up playing in the pit orchestras all throughout junior high and high school, but I never liked this one in particular. My wife loves it, though, so it made a good anniversary present and, as I figured would happen, I did enjoy it quite a bit, seeing it live. And I did tear up towards the end, when The Phantom was singing his heart out to her, begging her not to choose the lameass prettyboy over him, after all he'd done for her, but she chose the lameass prettyboy anyway. Bitch.