Be careful: “his” circus, not circus. I am not talking about shows with wild animals, risky performances, fire and popcorn. I am talking about an experience that brings the participants to the roots of circus. The kind of performance where you feel like you embody the artists. Actually, you become an artist yourself, for a short moment.
He gathered us in the amphitheater one evening just before dinner. He came with a set of headphones and mp3 players, and a huge smile on his face. The prototype he was about to show us was the conclusion of years of studies, tests and recordings. We equiped ourselves with headphones, connected to a mp3 player. They had specific numbers written on them. Strange but why not.
So we had to start at the exact same time and let the voice we were about to listen guide us. Very enjoyable voice, the one you can trust, the one that would make you move mountains if it was asked. It was exactly what was about to happen: after walking for a bit, we sitted. All of us but one. We were amused and curious at the same time: what is happening?
And then we understood the mechanics: one person had to do something, then had to sit down as someone else was rising to be the main protagonist. There was a true climax, as two people were standing in front of each other, very close… And then this happened: