Christopher Caress


“If you want to sleep with Christopher, volunteer.”

That’s how hypnotist Christopher’s show starts. He puts the volunteers into a light sleep and lays them down on the stage.

“Do you know this man?” he asked one woman.

“No.”

“You’ll be sleeping with him in a minute.”

It was brilliant. Hans and I saw it Wednesday night and I enjoyed it so much I, *gasp,* even gave up my regular 8:15 p.m. dinner reservation in order to see his show again the next night. I dragged Teddy along, who had missed it the night before, but she was happy to have come and laughed so hard her stomach hurt. He turned himself “invisible” and we watched as one of the participants scampered in fear and confusion across the stage, chased by a chair that seemed to be self-propelled. Too funny! The night before he turned the 4 men into ballerinas who twirled and leapt across the stage with great enthusiasm, if not skill. Unfortunately he leaves us today in Montevideo, but he had a great show and gave us a terrific evening of entertainment.

In other news, there’s a magician on board who’s been giving free magic classes which Teddy and I have attended. Prepare to be wowed when we get back.

Comments

Lethe said…
I have two friends who are performance magicians, and they never fail to amaze!
10:42 AM
Anonymous said…
What a wonderful read, its comments like these that keep you going. Have a wonderful Christmas.

Christopher Caress
The Hypnotist You Can’t Keep Out Of Your Mind!
www.christophercaress.com
5:39 PM
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