On the plus side, I discovered a secret antidote to a rainy day: the sunny songs and dance of Lard. I couldn’t help but be excited for the show after the super friendly and generous ladies behind the production provided weary Fringe-ers with delectable pancakes on Sunday! But for argument’s sake, let’s pretend I’m allergic to pancakes. Would I have been enticed, say, by the secret piggy-pin sisterhood announced back at the beer tent? Or perhaps by the preview the ladies gave us all for free that immediately promised a bright, funny comedy aping Grease complete with food porn? Yes, yes I would have.
Five minutes ago, right outside the Indyish tent at Parc des Ameriques, Tristan came running up to me and shouted, “Lise! Rain! Go!” One glance up at the sky and the wicked wind turning the leaves and I was on my feet, running and bringing down the walls of the tents as others ran around [...]