Monday, November 3, 2008

Tigers, acrobats, horses and clowns!


Yes, we went to the circus on Sunday in the opening weekend of the Cirque d’Hiver, but before that we took the metro to La Muette and went for a nice Sunday promenade around Lac Inferiuer and in the Jardin Pre-Catalan in the Bois de Bologne. The circus however was the highlight of the day. It was simply magnificent.

They opened with their tiger act: two normal-coloured tigers and one giant white male tiger. The show was amazing and the tigers were extremely beautiful and it just made me cry because I get what it is about - working with animals – it’s about trust, respecting the animal and still being the one in power and it’s a beatiful thing. Even though I have only worked with horses and they are not dangerous per se, such as a tiger, it’s still pretty much the same thing really. And it made me cry because it’s such a terrible thing when your life evolves around one thing, such as working with horses, and you have to give it up to accomplish something else. I gave up my horses to travel abroad and even though I hate not having a horse now going to Switzerland was the best thing I have ever done in my life. Thank you very much to the lovely Schuler family who made it such an incredible experience. I wouldn’t want to change a single thing about our year together.

Back to the circus. Of course there were horses at the circus as well. A very beautiful white horse that was a bit stubborn. I don’t know if the rest of the audience noticed it that much but it did not want to do what she wanted it to. There were also six lovely ones in the same very rare colour and they did great however. Aside from the animal acts there were of course clowns and they were very good. I think it’s good for the soul to be able to have a child-like enthusiasm for clowns. Another thing very different from any circus I have ever seen was a group of rollerscate people, they were really good and their act was extremely nervewracking.

After the circus we walked back to the Place de Bastille and ate at Café Indiana, whose Chicken Curry has become one of my favorites.