Cincinnati, Ohio, March 2001
Ok, so clearly I've skipped ahead in my telling of circus stories. This is because my parents are currently on a vacation in Cincinnati. You may wonder about the phrase "vacation in Cincinnati". Really they're on an Elderhostel trip, in which older (though I think my parents would object to this adjective) people go learn something, since they need something to do with their surplus of time as retired people. Anyway, my mother loves to call me at 8am to tell me ridiculous trivia. Fortunately she has not actually been waking me up this week, since I'm in a tech week at work and putting in a stupidly large amount of hours.
So on Tuesday, I called my parents' house to tell my mother to read the book "Eats, Shoots and Leaves" by Lynne Truss (about punctuation - HILARIOUS!!!), having forgotten that they were in Cincinnati. My dad called in and got the messages, so my mother felt compelled to call and remind me that they were not at home. But, of course she had other fun things to say. I guess one of the seminars about Cincinnati talked about how the river has flooded several times in the past, the most recent being March of 1997 while Ringling Brothers (my unit) was in town. That was a popular story that was told often leading up to our visit to Cincinatti in 2001 and recounted by many during our stay there. Apparently the arena, which is right next to the river, flooded up to the 7th row of seats or so. Here are some good photos: Enquirer Flood Photos. The big round building is the ballpark and the smaller, squarish building behind it is the arena. Couldn't find any good close-up photos of the arena, but I think that the flood happened on the Sunday before the show got to town, so they just didn't even get there. Could've been a lot worse if there had been 10 elephants or so stuck in knee-deep water....
Anyway, I then told my mother about my not-so-fond memories of Cincinnati. By this point I was living on the train, so I did not arrive early to set up the animal lot. That job had been given to a team of people who had trailers - Jon Weiss, the human cannonball, and Brian, the head of the elephant department. Once I gave up the job of setting the lot, I usually didn't so much agree with how the lot got set up, but really I didn't spend too much time worrying about it, since I couldn't do much about it.
During the load-in we had a problem with the pie car (the food service trailer). I can't remember exactly what it was - I think they couldn't find a hookup for water, but I'm not sure. Anyway, I do remember that I spent a significant amount of time during the load-in dealing with pie car issues. Our office trailer was parked on the sidewalk along the side of the building under the highway overpass. This was its spot from years past as well and apparently many people knew from experience that there were many birds roosting in the structural sections of the overpass. So we covered the office trailer with a tarp that week :)
Later in the load-in day, the GM and I were sitting peacefully (well, as peacefully as possible) in the office when the whole wagon got jolted. We darted outside and found one of the transportation guys on a Harlan pushing a wagon into its storage place behind our trailer. Turns out he had run into the office trailer with his Harlan. This is the same guy who had.....well I'll leave that one as a surprise for when I tell the Seattle stories, but this guy was very careless and was always doing things like running into 16-wagon with a Harlan (16 wagon is the name of the office trailer - it used to be one of the regular-sized circus wagons and it used to load onto the train to travel between cities. Most of us on the show knew what was stored in each wagon and called them by number: "Go to 55-wagon and get me the bicycle for the clown gag" etc. I still know what was in many of them and I still know a lot of the load order for the train. I'll tell about that stuff later.) Anyway, back to the story of Anthony Lande and running into 16-wagon with a Harlan. We almost fired him that day but for some reason decided against it. I sometimes wish we had, since he caused us further headaches in later cities. Ah well, it doesn't matter now!!!
As far as I remember the rest of the week went smoothly, or at least routinely, which means there were many bumps but they were standard bumps. I'm pretty sure I'm remembering correctly that the loading ramp to the main arena floor was fairly steep (going up from the street) and with a big curve in it. That always makes for a fun time - load-in is harder, load-out is harder, getting animals past each other safely is harder, etc. But I don't remember any particular incidents.
I just remembered why I don't remember any incidents. I left Cincinnati at some point during the week. I only remember that because the airport is in Kentucky. I have no idea where I went (maybe the new American Airlines Center in Dallas, maybe the flooded arena in Houston - can't remember) I just know I was gone for at least 2 days of the engagement.
So, at the end of the week it became time to load out. It was pretty cold and sometime during the 4 hours of loading out at the building it started to snow. That wreaked utter havoc on the loading of the train - the ramps were slick so the wagons had a hard time getting up, the cars themselves were slick, so moving the wagons down the long line of flat cars was difficult. Generally it was a miserable load-out. I'm pretty sure I had forgotten my scarf (or maybe this was the first really cold load-out we'd had - we spent January in Florida and I don't remember right now where we spent February) so I was pretty cold and we were out there for more than the 2 hours that it normally took after the arena load-out was done. We were fighting the snow the whole time. And the flat cars park right next to the river, so there was a wicked wind the whole time. We finally got the train loaded and I got to go home to my train room.
It's a fairly long trip from Cincinnati to Baltimore. We were scheduled to arrive on Tuesday at about 1:30 in the afternoon after leaving Cincinnati on Monday early morning (2:30am-ish). So it's like a 36-hour train trip. Well, I got really sick on that train run. Usually I liked the long runs because it meant more time off without cell signal or email and more time to cook good meals and watch our taped TV from the previous week. On this train run all I wanted to do was stay in bed. I even threw up once and I'm one of those people who will do ANYTHING to avoid throwing up. It was terrible. And we arrived in Baltimore late, so we ended up with an overnight load-in for a Wednesday night opening. It was awful. I'll leave most of the gory details to the Baltimore posting, but just believe me, it was probably the most miserable load-in of my entire time on the circus.