The Park, Friday after workshops
The park had been transformed into something looking a little like a circus. Tents were set up all over with things inside each of them for people to see, and there were booths outside for people to get food. Because you can't have a circus without food. Every once in a while there would be a roar from inside a tent or a sound like whatever sound an elephant would make, and random clowns were wandering around to greet unsuspecting passersby.
However, this wasn't any ordinary circus, as rickshaws and golf carts carried spangly-dressed people (who might have looked a little familiar) over to the tents. If they passed by you, you might have heard someone or another on the phone demanding to speak to their agent.
That might be because hanging from the main tent over the entrance is a large banner that reads WELCOME TO THE CIRCUS OF THE moderately well-known STARS!!!
[OCD is coming all done! Yes, I need help.]
However, this wasn't any ordinary circus, as rickshaws and golf carts carried spangly-dressed people (who might have looked a little familiar) over to the tents. If they passed by you, you might have heard someone or another on the phone demanding to speak to their agent.
That might be because hanging from the main tent over the entrance is a large banner that reads WELCOME TO THE CIRCUS OF THE moderately well-known STARS!!!
[OCD is coming all done! Yes, I need help.]