'Daddy, I want a pony. I WANT A PONY'. Specifically I want a trick-performing pretty Cavalia pony.
Right. Now.
So I wasn't entirely sure about this show and referred to it as a 'horsey thing' to friends who assumed I was either off to Cheltenham or some larger animal version of Crufts. But it was neither. I also worried it would be hugely uncomfortable and smelly, much like the circus but it's not like any circus you've been to.
Unless that circus is AWESOME, with comfortable seats, bubbly and live musicians playing the score. The show has incredible performers both 4 legged and 2.
It made me want to do sit ups and go to the gym, a lot. But then they had ice-cream and I promptly forgot all about abs.
Much like Tonye, I was quite uncomfortable at the awkward racial segregation between the performer groups. The ethereal horse-riding white people lording it over the 'African' acrobatics performers was so so unnecessary. Every time they started playing a tribal-type score I knew what was coming and they even had a hugely inappropriate Cowboys and Indians number. They need to have another look at how they choreograph this show.
The VIP experience is incredible and I loved getting to do the stable tour at the end of the show.
Go to Cavalia, it's magic and you will be blown away.