Dreamin'

If I didn’t know any better, I’d swear I was transported back to a fab party scene in the 1960s. Black lights and neon fluorescents, psychedelic music, bitchin’ rags, a hallucinogenic giant walking telephone and dancing fireplugs, and wildly distorted feats. But rest assured … no wacky tobacky was involved. Instead, my niece and I spent the afternoon enjoying the second show of Broadway Grand Rapids’ 2009-2010 season.

Cirque Dreams Illuminations was an entertaining display of circus-meets-Broadway-style theatrics.  There were wire walkers, aerialists, jugglers, acrobatics, and even a vaudeville-style clown. The latter starred in the most hilarious sketch (my fave!) when he pulled people from the audience and used his mime skills—and an obnoxious whistle—to direct them in a silent move. I laughed so hard I cried.

The show was much better than I thought it was going to be, in fact a downright gas. We both had a really boss time. Who knew contortionism could be so much fun?