El Grullo de Tepoztlan
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I'm so tired right now but I'm going to try and push through so that I can get this blog post written.
Firstly, the blog title quote came from an especially honest young lady of 5 years old who did not appreciate the animal aromas on the midway. She said this to me in a slightly disaproving tone, as though it was my fault. I mean, I didn't shower today, but come on!
John and I took the IDRIS off the lot this morning to a Flying J that was only ...
... chilled glasses. This was a great
way to waste away another so so day in the rain and the cool. Although I am
sure none of my compadries up north have any sympathy for us Winter Texans in
the valley, suffering from the so so weather.
Continuing on the entertainment theme, the girls got
together for the Oscars, so I gathered a few guys together and we ventured down
to the border, south of McAllen to a bar we call the Junk Yard, and it is ...
... as he and the guys were getting the tent ready for the next show. We all had a good laugh about it (thankfully) and went on with our day.
So today, before the first show, I stood right in front of Teto and told him I wasn't going anywhere until I saw and heard him call for the gates to open. He laughed again and we recounted the story to Mike who hadn't heard why the crowd was let in so early the other day. As soon as he called doors, I asked ...
... working well at the library anyway, so I’m glad we didn’t. Neither of us slept well the night before so it was nice to relax a little bit, catch up on some chores around the house, and prepare for the show.
Emilie came to visit in the afternoon and we hung out until we realized that more time had passed than we thought (it was 4pm when she left), so we scrambled to get the props reset and ticket boxes set up at the front gates in time. ...
... she’s gone to other circuses before, she considers KMC "their" circus. We had a really nice time talking. I love meeting people like that!
Cute moment on the midway: Reyna was painting a butterfly image on a little girl’s face and the girl’s slightly older brother watched carefully as the paint was being applied. His eyes got wide and he said, “You look pretty ALREADY! You look JUST like a butterfly!”.