Budapest, or circus "Budapest."
Yes, yesterday we took a gamble and went to the circus. But not a circus of super-classes, such as fixed Budapest, if not one of those going on tour.
Now imagine that, a family circus like Spain, but Hungarian.
Here there is no "ligers" or anything like that, here are gladiators. The function was divided into two parts, the first, well, typical of tigers, dancing half-naked babes (hell, but they were ugly), and humorless clowns. The thing was lie still lie still (so lie still, that our Finnish colleagues were in the break [them and 15% of people]).
Anyway, at halftime strange things started happening. For starters started playing music, and of course the sensor, "Hey, this sounds like English" was activated. Well, not that it was Manolo Escobar and if "you live Spain." We said, milk, what a coincidence, but not, as it followed the Macarena, and so for 15 min-long show.
then started the 2 part of the show, and continued with English music. Different versions of pasodobles continued, horses with the English flag and an aunt dancing "flamenco." Defecate.
In short, weird weird weird
