The one show that I never miss when it comes to town is Cirque Du Soleil. Right now the show Kooza is playing in San Francisco. This past Saturday we met under the big top and all I can say is wow.
We stop everything to make it to Cirque Du Soleil. I love to drink in the whole atmosphere of cirque, the acrobats, the music, the costumes. All of it just inspires me to make ridiculous costumes to run around the house in. Besides, Cirque Du Soleil has the only clowns in the world that do not cause me to curl into a ball and rock myself on the floor. Their clowns actually make me laugh. It was so good, I spat when I laughed. I couldn't help it, they were causing spontaneous belly laughs, which I have been chasing for quite some time.
We got the fancy schmancy tickets Tapis Rouge. Which is where they give you appetizers and drinks before the show and desert during the intermission. Tapis Rouge is nice and all, but it never has enough tables to eat at and the appetizers are hard to eat without a table. It would be my suggestion to get the good tickets, but not get Tapis Rouge and instead take yourself to a nice dinner instead before hand.
As usual, my step-mom got us incredible seats, I like to call them the "sweat on seats", since we were in fourth row. The acrobats were amazing and they scared the crap out of me with their feats. That is because we were slow close, and one wrong move and it seemed as if they would come flying into the audience. The clowns practically made me pee. What this show had was a lot of surprises. The packed the show with so many unexpected things, you had to pay attention so you didn't miss anything.
What I can't wait to do is plan a Vegas vacation, but instead of gambling and gorging at buffets, I will go see Cirque Du Soleil shows all week. I don't need any sin with my city, I just need a little wow.
If you get a chance to check out, you won't regret it. Here is the link to Kooza.
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2 comments:
oh I am so envious! DH's ex-wife was an Olympic gymnast and he coach gymnastics...he can't watch such things without going nuts. His mouth will not shut up about form and errors. He refuses to go to any of the shows with me. sigh.
Oh, bummer.
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