Friday Night

We were like 100 people invited to the party. Mainly people from mom's work and their families. From ours there was me. The others happily watching the match on TV. We took a bus to Camargue.

Quest-ce que c'est camargue? you might ask. It is a region near Montpellier. First we passed the swamps of Camargue. These are swamps so big that people who don't know them think it's the sea. In the winter, they are filled with Pink Flamengos. Also in Camargue, there are always wilde horses running all around the place. Arguably, this is the most beautiful place in France.

Well we got to the place. It is a moorish style Villa. We were greeted by a band playing guitars and singing flamenco songs. There were also two dancers, a he and a she. They were ok. The first part of the the party was a cocktail. The Sangria was excellent. So tasty and light, yet still it is wine. And drinking Sangria as you watch a FLamenco dancer is a nice effect.

During the Cocktail, I met people from Morocco, there was also my mom's greek friend from Friday Morning, Dr Gaga. It was ok but the band was being repetitive, so a mexican guy asked them to sing Guantanamera and other South American songs. This was great as they changed to another style.

Then came the dinner. The food was very very disappointing. I will say allready. It is like this extra gourmet food that is so gourmet you just don't want to eat it. The coock thinks he is Eve Saint Laurent or even Sezanne for inventing these dishes. NO.

I met two Russian frinds of my mom. A couple actually, then there was their daughter. She was just as bored as me. The Russian lady was so nice. She looked very Asian. She was russian but you would say Mongolian or Chinese if you didn't know. We chatted and of course mentioned the world cup. She said with a Russian accent coming directly from a saint petersbourg ballet show "Etes-vous Suportar?". Etes-vous means "are you" and the last word is Russian for fan. Suportar means fan. It was so nice to listen to her speak in French and use Russian or German words when she didn't know. It has a very tsarian Russia theme.

to be continued...