Belly Acres part II
Our first two days at Belly passed and our time was up, but we were invited to stay nearby at the home of our new friend Joel (pronounced Jo-el). After a week of camping then the two days in our rugged, screened-in jungalow, Joel's place was like a palace, decorated to the nines like a Bali influenced, South Pacific paradise. I, of course, forgot to take any pictures except for Melissa with her new lizard friend. She discovered him while working in the garden.
We wanted to thank our host back at Belly for sponsoring our two days, and it was decided that we would return to prepare a large farewell meal for some of the members that were leaving. I grilled the meat outside (to rave reviews, toot-toot!) and the ladies made magic in the kitchen. As we were eating, Graham, the full time resident and HJIC (Head Juggler In Charge) of Belly Acres, invited us to stay a little bit longer as some space was opening up from the departing members. We agreed to 15 hours each of work trade for a week when a crew of workshopping aerialists were coming in for a couple of weeks and taking over the joint. Great!
Melissa went back to the jungalow that the 3 of us shared on our first two nights, while Becky and I were upgraded to a slightly more romantic one, complete with finished wood and the ever-romantic mosquito netting over the bed.
On our second night back, there was a show at S.P.A.C.E., a clown show by our new friend Iman, called Basquette Quese. We had been hanging out and juggling in SPACE, but it was something else to see it transformed into a venue. We ended up seeing several shows there, partied there, juggled there, taught and received teaching there, and every Saturday, attended the Farmer's Market. SPACE is an amazing space.
We wanted to thank our host back at Belly for sponsoring our two days, and it was decided that we would return to prepare a large farewell meal for some of the members that were leaving. I grilled the meat outside (to rave reviews, toot-toot!) and the ladies made magic in the kitchen. As we were eating, Graham, the full time resident and HJIC (Head Juggler In Charge) of Belly Acres, invited us to stay a little bit longer as some space was opening up from the departing members. We agreed to 15 hours each of work trade for a week when a crew of workshopping aerialists were coming in for a couple of weeks and taking over the joint. Great!
Melissa went back to the jungalow that the 3 of us shared on our first two nights, while Becky and I were upgraded to a slightly more romantic one, complete with finished wood and the ever-romantic mosquito netting over the bed.
On our second night back, there was a show at S.P.A.C.E., a clown show by our new friend Iman, called Basquette Quese. We had been hanging out and juggling in SPACE, but it was something else to see it transformed into a venue. We ended up seeing several shows there, partied there, juggled there, taught and received teaching there, and every Saturday, attended the Farmer's Market. SPACE is an amazing space.
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