Welcome to New Mexico! Greeted with happy gas prices....well, comparably speaking. By the end of this blog it gets even happier.
We arrived in town town and dropped the show trailer off at the fairgrounds. Then we headed to the hotel with a stop to a fast food joint for dinner. The fastg food joint next door had this sign....
Here we are, all set up. The first day all the shows went well with our smallest audience being around 150 people. The evening show was well over 300....for a Monday night. No, they did not give us enough seats. Seams all the fairs this year have underestimated our drawing power and gave us way too little seating.
Victor has given it away ...he is really an alien too.
Lukas being cool. That makes for a great segue to weather. It has been pretty cool here weather-wise. Though it hit the mid 80s on the first day it has been hard pressed to reach 80 ever since. In fact, last night (Tuesday) we had a Thunderstorm hit us, lightly at first, about ten minutes before the end of the show. No one left, all seat stayed full. Then just as Jim was about to wrap up his part the clouds opened and we were deluged. It rained all night. As I write this I am looking out the window at wet streets and puddles, and a gray sky.
How does he do it?
Hmmm. Here's a hint.
That would explain this...but it's cool to look at.
During a performance....Jim had a ripping good time.
Given some attitude.
Togetherness.
Here is one of our crowds. This has been the average. Even in the rain.
I think they are enjoying the show.
OK, so Monday afternoon I get this funny feeling in my gut. I pull through the last show and make a mad dash to the cleanest restroom I can find. I will spend much time there. By nightfall I am feeling fit for the grave. Jim had a similar bug a couple of days ago at the last venue. Looks like I picked it up. Tuesday Morning we had five 30 minute shows for special needs kids. I did each one with great anticipation for the last one so I could go back to bed. In the photo above I actually took a nap in the trapeze crate since it was the only place without New Mexico dust.
By Tuesday afternoon I was doing better and finally decided to try and eat something. It would take one more looong night sleep to make me feel better. At least mostly better. That was last night.
I told you it gets happier. Can you believe these prices? How can NM do these prices and Cali can't?
Today our shows don't start until 4pm so we are going to play tourist this morning.
Today was windy. That is the long and the short of it. Most of the day it blew hard. It was sunny warm and sandy. Our first show wasn't until 5 something so we spent the time having a lazy day. But just walking across a lot to a store next door was enough to chap lips and get sand in every open hole int he body. We stayed in until we had to go. At the fair the banners in our banner line were like full bellowed sales on a schooner boned for Hong Kong in a Typhoon. We did the first show in the 26 mph wind with 42 mph gusts. And yes I ate fire to my chagrin. The wind not only blew it whipped around which meant I had fire coming at me a few times. Experience ruled the day and I stayed safe but boy oh boy do I hate eating fire in this kind of wind. I can thank Calico Ghost town for the experience.
Chief Running Bull played with his newly found Knockers. You old folks, do you remember these from the 70s? They are making a come back.
Model. I bought Lukas the headdress as a late birthday gift.
Well, out side of that nothing much to report. The wind died down by the second show, it was a night show, and all was good. Cheers.
