Friday night was a magical night...


The view from my friend, Paul's, balcony

I went out with my friend Amy, and another friend Paul, who we work with. I don't think I've mentioned him before. He and Amy are great friends, and slowly he and I are developing a friendship as well. In many ways he is like the naughty younger brother that you forgive of pretty much anything. He is a fun friend, but would be a lousy boyfriend (way to keen to sample everything in the sweet shop). Fortunately neither of us is attracted to each other.


After the acid had kicked in

Ok. That was a joke. I had one or two beers the whole evening. Honest!

Anyway. Paul organised for the three of us to go and see Cirque du Soleil !!!!

I love this style of performance... and the feel. I love the humour and quirkiness. The beautiful music. The heartstopping acts that seem beyond physical endurance. The ease with which it is done, tauntingly, drawing you to the edge of your seat.

Here's a link for them, but it might be a bit bandwidth intensive for those not on broadband. Cirque du Soleil

It was an amazing evening. Spectacular. Breathtaking. Beautiful. Literally moved me to tears. I am not articulate enough to express how much I enjoyed the evening. I was even brave enough to ask the couple who talked continuously through the first half to shut it during the second half. Which they did! Kinda.

It is Sunday night, and I am still buzzing from that performance.

There was another surprise in store for the evening, but it is late now, so I will tell you tomorrow.

Until then.