Around the same time every year they gather here, on the Norwegian South coast, where circus ringmaster Arnardo has hibernated for generations. It’s early spring, or late winter. The sun is finally high in the sky, but the air is still cold. Lazy winter bodies underneath layers of warm, solid clothing. These are workers. Working with practiced movement, the pace indicating that they are on their way out of hibernation mode. Ahead lie six months on the road, more than 100 stops, assembling and lowering the tent. That’s how this life is. It’s a circus!