Circus in town

I remembered the last time I've been to a circus was years ago in Kuala Lumpur, Malaysia. Across the street from my sister's shop on Bukit Bintang Road, was an amusement theme park that was opened throughout the year. Inside the open and dusty ground were a large circus tent, two carousel rides, games and fun booths, and even a Chinese opera theater. Sometimes, my mother would take me to watch her Chinese operas. I enjoyed listening to the traditional Chinese string and percussion instruments that provide a rhythmic accompaniment to the acting of body gestures, and singing. Some of the story is sad and quite melodramatic.
Anyway, the circus is in our town this week, and I have tickets for the two of us to see it tonight. It was fun to watch the live performance of acrobats, flying trapeze, and clowns in their full regalia. Which reminds me of a movie I've watched recently about circus. The name of the movie is Water for Elephants and it's about a ninety year old man reminiscing on the time he spent as a circus veterinarian during the Great Depression.