All I remember from the circus when I was little was that riding on an elephant is especially boring and the clowns are sad and scary. Then I read a book about the circus in the US during the Great Depression (“Water for Elephants”) which made me feel really badly for the animals, and the people, but especially the animals. Recently Carlo found a 6 hour PBS documentary on the Big Apple Circus that changed my perspective of the circus, a little. The athleticism and dedication of the performers was truly amazing and the inside glimpse to behind the curtains circus drama was definitely entertaining. There is something romantic about the ‘gypsy’ lifestyle of traveling around all of the time, performing in a big tent, and basking in the oooos, aaaaaaws, and applause of the audience every night rather than sitting in front of a much less exciting computer-screen every day. But then there is the question of what act I would be able to do to perfection twice a day, every day, and not destroy myself. As much as I love the flying trapeze and flying in general, I think I would steal my NY capoeira friends’ idea of playing capoeira with fire-shoes.
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