So, we saw Cirque last night. It was pretty sweet. The Royal Albert Hall is absolutely stunning. The show was called Quidam. This was the description:
Quidam meaning a nameless passer-by, a solitary figure lingering on a street corner, a person rushing past. It could be anyone, anybody. Someone coming, going, living in our anonymous society. A member of the crowd, one of the silent majority. The one who cries out, sings and dreams within us all. This is the "quidam" that Cirque du Soleil is celebrating.
A young girl fumes; she has already seen everything there is to see, and her world has lost all meaning. Her anger shatters her little world, and she finds herself in the universe of Quidam. She is joined by a joyful companion as well as another character, more mysterious, who will attempt to seduce her with the marvelous, the unsettling, and the terrifying.
I wanted to take more pictures because the figures and movements were so visually pleasing, but while I taking the last photo shown above, an usher ran up the stairs at full speed, stopped in front of my chair and with his teeth clenched he sternly said, "Put Your Camera Away... You Know The Rules." My immediate reaction was to almost jump out of my seat because I thought there was an emergency. Then after he walked away, I looked at Lindsey and started laughing. "Power trip," we decided.<3