Not five minutes after staking out our prime lawn location with a premium view of the stage at Wolftrap, the monsoon started. And didn't stop for 2-and-a-half hours. Regardless, we huddled under our tiny umbrellas and sat on our soggy blanket, drank our wine and ate our fried chicken. All while enjoying the National Symphony Orchestra and the music of John Williams, embellished with light sabers and lightning.
