Front stalls, Row J, Seat 13, Slava's Snowshow*.
Indoor snow, but accompanied by lots of awe and laughter, dramatic music, a covering of filmy nylon, a snowstorm, and giant balls and balloons bouncing through the audience. Absolutely amazing. And to think I was dubious about whether I would enjoy a show that was all clowns. The secret, I discovered, was to surrender to the surrealism.
There's a snowshow in the bathroom now where little pieces of white snow- paper are littering the floor after falling out of my clothes as I got ready for bed.
*A gift from my quizzy mate J.
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I adored Slava's Snowshow when we went a couple of years ago (Liverpool). And we were right at the front ... we got wet! Totally brilliant night :D
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