KOOZA

I'll write about the last weekend at some point, probably even today, but for now, here are the photos I took to capture a glimpse of the people who have made the last 6 months absolutely incredible, and whom I will dearly miss.

 Chris and I practising our 7th inning stretch during Pickpocket. Double days were practically impossible without this. And there's our lovely cue board behind us. 

Love this boy.

Ah, Ron. Lovely co-worker, fantastic clown, numerous quick changes!

Gongli. And his abs. Pretty much says it all.

The High Wire guys! Pinpon, Angel, Vicente and Angel. So much fun!

Nothing quite like discussing football matches with a dog with a Columbian accent.

The fact that the sentence, "When the dog pees, that's your cue to find Heimlos," even exists in my vocabulary is amazing.

Transfo. There's just nothing to say. My face pretty much covers it.

Single-stilt Dima! Amazing acrobat. 

Jimmy, one of the Wheel of Death guys.

Meredith and I. If I ever design costumes (and I won't), there will be no feathers of any kind. Ever.

We just couldn't agree. 

So, there it is. A brief example of the Tapis Rouge and the lovely, incredible people I've been blessed to know. Very sad to let it go. 

 -K