If there any children nearby, or if you are coulrophobic, I suggest you leave the room. Hold onto your hats, folks, because this is how I spent my summer after high school graduation (1996→ the tail end of the Grunge Era when people started showering again. Yay!):
|(Left: Me at 17 yrs.) Clowning around whilst scaring the trousers off wee Scottish bairns.|
After all the fun in Illinois, we ended up in Dalkeith, Scotland just outside of Edinburgh for the summer. We worked out of Dalkeith Baptist Church and hit the streets with clowns, singers, mimes (so much worse than clowns), puppeteers, and a drama group. It was pretty darn fun, and regardless of what people believe about God, I know we made a lot of people smile (or curl up in the fetal position, depending on their degree of fright over clowns, balloon animals, and mimey folk).
What about you? How did you spend your summer after grad?