Another seriously delayed post from Vienna - still catching up - but too good to miss and lots of people are asking about it so here are some photos. 

Vienna. The land of Christmas markets (that is what they are called there - sorry if you don't celebrate Christmas), Gluh-wine (why they put glue in the wine is a mystery but it tastes great), and seeing our faces on a poster around every corner (and we didn't even put them up this time... we don't even know who put them up still... maybe magic fairies... maybe elves... whoever they are they are wonderful).

Vienna. The land of  potpourri instead of cigarettes (even though they still smoke in most places - not the theatre), mini cars, friendly street crossing signals, schnitzel, funny signs, cake, signs that tell you that only old men and kids and bicycles are allowed, bananas on the walls, balloons in trees, fun bathrooms, mini pianos, random heads, snow globes, fancy bathrooms, and fun apartment buildings...

Vienna. The land of glamorous statues, giant ferris wheels that you can dine in, fancy lights, golden rooms, humongous buildings, sculptured boobs and gardens that have special designs that can only be seen from above...

Vienna. The land of fun, wonderful, amazing, talented people and a mannequin who is wearing a fancy dress once worn in the circus....

Thanks Vienna and thanks Clownin Festival. It was wonderful. See you again...

Welcome to Vienna. Land of strange and wonderful things. For the duration of the festival Morro was staying at the Hotel Brillantengrund where everything was brilliant... including the windows... and the colours of the exterior of the hotel...

The inside of the rooms were equally as exciting with mini red chairs (which were perfect for Peabody) and a very very tall closet that you needed a stick for hanging anything.  Morro couldn't even reach the rack without the stick and she is pretty tall. 

Morro's very favourite thing was the bed. It was a round circle. It was probably the fanciest bed that she ever slept on and it had a chandelier over top... Pretty much just like a princess. Jasp would have really liked it, so Morro took lots of photos to send to her. She asked around and apparently her's was the only room with a circle bed so they must have special ordered it because they knew she was coming.  

Then there was the BAD room. The room located exactly next to number 108 (Morro's room) was labelled with the word "BAD".  Morro, of course,  immediately tried opening the door upon seeing this but it was locked. Her curiously was piqued, however, and each time she passed the door, she checked to see if it was unlocked. 

Each morning, breakfast was a selection of delicious loaves and Nutella or jam... and an orange juicer so you could make fresh squeezed juice. Breakfast of champions. One morning, upon sneaking a banana from the dining room back up to her room, Morro reached the top of the tiny spiralling marble staircase to discover that the door was open. The BAD door was ajar! She checked left, and then right, and no one was around. She ran down the hall trying not to squish the banana in excitement. There it was open for all to see. She looked in. It was cleaning products... and lots of them... and a sink... and a mop... sometimes it's more exciting not to know.  

The hotel had a lovely little courtyard with fairy lights and a tree. All the smoking rooms were around it so you couldn't really go in there unless you were prepared to be attacked by second hand cancer, but it looked pretty through the windows. There were magical and fancy lights everywhere throughout the place, and a classic "Hotel" sign out front. All in all it was pretty trendy, and had an awesome cool staff, and could totally belong on Queen Street West... except that everything was in German. It was great and a super home for Morro for ten days. You should totally check it out if you are going to Vienna. Danke to everyone that worked there!

That old saying "The show must go on" is not a very friendly one when your sister is sick and cannot perform because she cannot presently get to the country that you are supposed to perform in. Last night, the show however did go on in a once in a lifetime event where Jasp allowed June (our distant cousin who lives in NYC) to take charge and do the show with Morro. Of Mice and Morro and June. 

We performed to a sold out house and the night started with an video address from Jasp herself.  

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After that Morro and June went to it, making lots of references about how "this isn't how it was supposed to go" and "I can't believe Jasp puts up with you" (said June) and "Peabody, what if June get's tired of cleaning up my messes just like Jasp did" (said Morro). There were lots of laughs and lots of tears. Candy decided the thing he wanted the most in the world was cheese (which Jasp would have loved). His second choices was peace which was an incredible leap from the curd of milk... so we ended up with a farm full of many kinds of cheese, peace... and of course rabbits.  

We couldn't have done it without all your wishes and love and we want to send a huge thank you to everyone who wrote us a message for Jasp to feel better and for Morro to do well - it helped make our tears transform into a beautiful river of hope. Also, thank you to everyone at Clownin International Festival and Kosmos Theatre who helped us make it happen. 

This post is a little delayed because of trying to figure everything out with Jasp being sick but here it is to fill you all in. Morro arrived in style with an Airport limo that was sent for her and Jasp. She cried a little because Jasp wasn't there to see it too. She cried a little again when she checked into the hotel and Jasp wasn't there to experience it too. But then she was given the wifi password and she could live update Jasp about everything that was happening so she stopped crying so much. What is a clown to do without her sister?!?

A welcome dinner was held that night and Morro arrived to the theatre to see that Jasp was indeed there in spirit. Our image is everywhere. It is the poster image for the festival and so everywhere that Morro looks she sees Jasp. It's amazing! On the way to the theatre Morro saw it on the street. At the theatre Morro saw it in the main poster wall. She walked into the theatre space and it was projected on the big screen. It's incredible. Alex Nirta's photo is all over Vienna. ​

The official opening was the next day and Morro spent the day on the phone with Jasp prepping to perform without her, which is a rare event and should never happen. But it did happened and the other clowns (some of whom are just as messy as Morro - like this one, Manilla, who is from Brazil) helped Morro though, and the sold out audience helped Morro through, and Peabody helped Morro through. 

​Now all attention is focused on how to make Jasp better and how to make the show happen. ​