Last night my sister and I made our way to Belfast. The circus was in town. Not just any circus either: Cirque du Soleil. Neither of us had ever seen them, so we didn't really know what to expect.
Well, what we got was stomach dropping acrobatics in the air, on trampolines, on the floor. There was a guy with a diabolo who was just amazing. A contortionist where I wondered whether she would ever be straight again and some fantastic clowns giving us a love story.
This last photo is of my favourite act. She is just hanging off his neck and he is just holding on to some ropes. No safety nets or anything!
Photos by my sister.