Today, the annual Shrine Circus was in town. Neither me nor my husband have been since we are were little tots. Logan brought home some free tickets from school so we thought in light of recent events our family was due a fun outing. So after rolling out of bed this morning we were off on the search for the smell of elephant poop.
I don’t remember much of the circus from when I was little. I remember the elephant rides, balloons, candy and clowns. I have vague remembrance of the elephants but they are sketchy at best. We were all very excited and were happy to be doing something “normal” again. However, as soon as we walked into the arena our spirits were instantly dampened. We had shown up 30 minutes early to get tickets and we stood in lines about 10 people back that literally didn’t move. There were hoards of other people in the lines and I’m not sure what the hold up was but apparently everyone was needing explicit, long and detailed help at the 6 windows. After standing still for about 15 minutes the line finally started to creep along. At around 11:05 we had tickets in hand and headed for the arena. Much to our disappointment we heard them starting already with the Bengal tiger, flaming hoops act. (Happened to be the one act my kids were most excited about) Since we are not frequent attendees to anything college related we are very unfamiliar with the arena and how the seating is set up. Our tickets were general admission tickets but they had specific numbers printed on them. Therefore, logically I followed the numbers trying to find our assigned seats. There were no signs or any way to know where to go. We entered about 4 different gates and kept ending up on the wrong level where there were no people. We had now wasted 10 minutes and the tiger act was near over. After running from “terminal to terminal” we had two very exasperated kids and two very irritated and stressed parents. Finally we went into one terminal and ask a very unhelpful “attendant” where to sit. He said there were no assigned seats and to just pick one. So we went to pick one and then he says those were “reserved.” AHHHHHHH!!!! We kept walking and ask a different gentleman who finally pointed us to some seats. Once we sat we had completely missed the tiger act and saw them all bow before prancing back to the cage!! BUMMER! It probably took me 10 minutes to slow my beating and stressed out heart and get the kids involved in the show. We were all very exasperated and irritated with how the arena was being run. I’m pretty sure the other hundred people that were stuck behind us in the ticket booths were equally as irritated. After thinking, we could have completely just walked in since not a single soul was even checking tickets. Not that we would have done that because we do have morals but it didn’t help our frustration factor.
Soooooo…..once the stress was over we actually got to enjoy the show. We witnessed a very talented Elephant, named Bo, do some cool tricks; got to see some trapeze artists, some BMX type stunts, the human rocket and the typical clown acts. Here are a few pics. I apologize for the motorcycle shots….they are a bit blurry… 🙁
This is how much fun we were having! Since I am a photography freak I just had to capture all of our smiling faces!! haha
After the circus was over we were famished. The ten dollar cotton candy hadn’t quite filled the boys up and me and Jared were about to eat our own clothing! We ate some yummy Mexican food and headed home. The ride home was very peaceful….I think all the stimulation and excitement wore out my little guys….
It was great to have a day of normalcy here in the household. I wish I could say it was completely normal but I would be lying. Throughout the whole performance I kept thinking how fun it would be to tell ZZ of our circus adventures. Took me many times to remind myself she isn’t here to tell anymore. Sigh…..gonna take a while to get used to this. However, I’m sure she enjoyed the show from heaven and got to witness the delight on my babies’ faces. That was gift enough! Miss that lady a lot.