Chinese Valentine and my three-month-old.

Feb. 15, Mission/Palmview.
Valentine's Day party in our trailer last night, farewell to the Chinese troupe. They're leaving and are replaced by another group, who arrived today. Too bad, we were just beginning to get to know them. I liked their Chinese poles choreography, Spiderman with a martial arts twist.
Sonny and Katya were looking at show photos on his computer and on one picture she recognized some old friends of hers from Russia. She broke into a wide grin: I know these guys! Circus people are a close-knit group if there ever was one, and always end up bumping into someone they know, in one country or another, one day or the next. Circus folklore, Fridman told me, says that since the ring is a circle, circus people inevitably run into each other around it.
Dylan turned three month old yesterday, and we did mail the birth announcements. Vieux motard que j'aimais.