I often wonder how I ended up on a boat at sea with a sea crusty pirate, 17 stale pies, a rare African jewel and a tight rope walker with a penchant for musical theatre. As the wave crash against the sides of the boat, I am remind of the last meal I ate and how I am pretty sure it is going to greet the floor soon. But I am sure you too are wondering how this all began. I am not going to lie to you. I am not entirely certain I know myself. All that I know is that it all began with a night when I went to see Belladum's Circus. My name is Arlie Worthington. This is my story.