|The beanbags on the bottom have been traveling with me|
for close to 20 years! Wow!
But I digress; after doing a little juggling in Estonia, I headed back to the states with great plans of digging out my juggling balls and starting to practice every day. Arriving home, I did get out my balls, but a couple of months passed and that's about as far as it got... until the aforementioned juggler(s) made their appearance.
This appearance was exciting in and of itself because the jugglers came in the form of couch surfers. I signed up on Couchsurfing.com a couple years ago, but never really expected that anyone would request to surf my couch; I don't exactly live in a place that is on the way to anywhere else. (The girls and I did couch surf in Italy this winter, but that's another story.) Needless to say, I was quite excited when I found a request in my inbox a couple weeks ago, and even more thrilled when I saw that the request was from someone with a serious juggling habit. Spending a couple of rainy days with a skilled juggler seems to have sparked something in me and I have barely been able to put my juggling balls down this past week (ok, I'm exaggerating a bit... as noted I'm also juggling a bunch of other stuff).
I'm not doing anything too fancy, but I'm having so much fun! I've learned a couple new three ball tricks and can *almost* juggle four....so close!! I'm glad to finally be moving beyond the most basic moves.
|Just for fun, a picture of me busking years ago|
with a set of my handmade devil sticks
(just before the cops showed up, haha)