Wait, you ask… it’s March.  How could I be talking about a Cirque show, don’t I always see them in December?  Why yes… that has been the pattern.  And that tradition has indeed been broken, a little, this year, as I waited for the show to come down to San Jose rather than taking the trip up to the San Fran.  No matter!  Cirque is in town, and Vicki and I maintained the grander tradition of our pilgrimage to the Grand Chapitau.  So let’s dive into this waking dream of Mexico…

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