While in Vegas, one must see a show. After hearing resounding reviews, Jo, Tom and I decided on Absinthe. Absinthe is a smaller production, with only ten rows of seats in the round. The lady who sold us the tickets asked us nicely if we were "easily offended" - which would be to put it mildly. This is definitely an adult show. It has crazy cirque du soleil-like acts, raunchy humor, and unexpected-ness around every turn. Including a topless woman who put her entire body inside a balloon. We loved it. Like, a lot.
So, after witnessing some incredible acrobatic moves in the show...
Jo and I felt really empowered to prove that we could also be acrobats. The results speak for themselves: Yes. Yes, we truly can do anything we dream of.
Once we mastered these moves, we dabbled in the world of synchronized swimming:
I would like to extend an extra special thank you to Tom Lucas, our synchronized swimming sponsor. He not only provided invaluable feedback, but he tolerated two adult women screaming at him from the middle of the Wynn Encore luxury pool (it WAS closing time...): "TOM GET THE CAMERA! OMG TOM DID YOU GET A REALLY GOOD PICTURE OF OUR LAST MOVE? IT FELT REALLY GOOD, DID IT LOOK REALLY GOOD? SHOULD WE DO IT ONE MORE TIME JUST TO MAKE SURE IT LOOKED GOOD ON CAMERA? NO? OK, LET'S DO IT AGAIN ANYWAY."
Tom, what a joy it was spending these days with you and your sharp English wit.
Tom, what a joy it was spending these days with you and your sharp English wit.
My dearest Joanna, synchronized swimming is not possible with only one aqua-strian. I will forever rest my nose plugs and flippers until we can once again be reunited in our truest setting. A public pool.
I miss you already.
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