Wow, first off, it's a wagon, and second, yeah you leave it. The ground is mucky, the air is humid, you start wetting your eyes because you have no way to blink and the water condenses prety easily on your eyeballs. It smells like the baiyu, it tastes lke the baiyu, and it is, in fact, the baiyu. What is the Baiyu? A large swamp in the middle of Louisiana.
Your father moved his circus out here because he thought it would attract more human customers. Wether that worked remains to be seen, but it sure has attracted more mosquitos. You're lucky you don't have blood, but if you did, you would feel like you would want to die, again.
Anyways you head onward to the circus. And the two of you are satisfied with your turn.