Lucha VaVoom… no words can accurately describe this event. It’s Cirque du Soleil without the need for a French interpreter. And with wrestling. And small people being thrown about. Sometimes ringside towards the audience. (See photo above.)
I admit though that I found it enjoyable in a trashy, “what-else-would-I-be-doing-on-Valentine’s-Day-but-see this” kind of way? But it isn’t for the faint of heart or even the slightest prude missing a sense of fun or adventure.
The only complaint? The drive from Irvine to downtown Los Angeles which took almost two hours even though I left work early. Oh, and the food or the lack of at the Mayan Theater. Although the bacon-wrapped-hotdog carts parked out of the theater looked tempting, I didn’t feel adventerous enough to eat one.