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I was sitting in the audience, my grandmother and parents to my right. I was reading the Playbill that was mentioning that the SnowShow was a fantastic show that captivates its audiences all around the world. The lights dimmed. My heart rate elevated with excitement. The show started off a little slow. literally. The first 30 minutes of the show were in slow motion. Then it just got stranger and stranger. Each scene was incoherent. No one knew what was going on. That was the funny part.

My take on it was that it was sort of like a dream, where characters and settings change as quickly as your mind generates them.

I tried looking at the website so that i could understand more. Unfortunately the website only tells me the history of Slava and his show of snow. Evidently, Slava’s Snow Show is a huge hit all around the world. Yet all my family and I could do was laugh at its randomness. My mom, especially made fun of the show, while it was still going on.

“Thank God i didn’t bring my dad” she strained, trying to keep her laughter to a muffle.

The people in front of us over heard and started to giggle. One of them looked back and replied, as she held back tears of laughter “I need a few more drinks to actually enjoy this”.

I believe at the end of the show, that same lady said “The best part was when it ended”

The best part that i like about the show was the interaction with the audience. i wont spoil any of it .