30 January 2010

Angoulême day two

So, yesterday was a day full of things to do and see. i was awake around 8:00, and some pigeons was sitting on the roof, singing thier quiet songs. Incredibly enough it had started to snow outside, and they told me that's unusual. the family I was staying at had made me some breakfast, and I could talk a little with another guest, a boy from Armenia who's realizing some animations.

When I got outside I started wondering about buying an umbrella, but I chose to buy a hat istead, and a big, warm, violet poncho, to wrap myself and my camera in.

Then I went around and watch exhibitions, I went to the museum of comics, I stared in the eyes of the bronze statue of Corto Maltese, I buyed myslef the third volume of the french comic artist Maliki, and I walked a lot. As I told you yesterday, Angoulême seems to be built on a mountain, and all the streets seem to go up.

I had no mobile, yesterday, so I just went around in the different palaces and sites where all the exhibition were, not talking at all. A lot of people was around, so I had to wait to get myself inside many of the places.

Then I went home. I sat and had a cup of coffee with the family, so I went to the station - which seemed to be a sad place, wet by melted snow and rain, lots of people leaving it to go back to their homes, with their bags full with comics - and I travelled to Limoges again.

Limoges was dark and empty. The taxy drove me to the hotel airport, and I sat long at the window staring at the frozen swimming pool in the garden. The fog was hiding anything else, and no flight was leaving. In an hour I will be on my way to London. Finally. I didn't like to be here.

Angoulême day one - part two

Now I am back in my room.
Going around in the town which was exploding with life was emotioning, and I wonder if it's like that the whole year around. All restaurants, cafès, pubs was full with people, so I felt extremely lucky when I finally found a little place which fitted me and my taste.
The restaurant was very little, it is called La cuisine du Grand Mère and I stopped there because the first course on the todays menu was legumes soup. And I do love legumes soup. The only available table was very little, and it was just close to the big window, so I could see outside, and enjoy people walking around. The evening was very sweet, so the street was truly alive.

The soup was very good, served with just some slices of bread and a glass of white wine, sparkling just a little bit. Then I ordered a plate with some cheeses and that was incredible too. A fruit salad as dessert made the dinner a wonderful experience, and the girl who was working there never stopped to smile me, even if she could talk just a little english.

I went and take a coffee around midnight, at the Cafè Chaud, where I met my "internet" friend, Marco. I'm always a little scared to meet people in real life, they use to be, what should I say, different. So I could never have imagined he is instead so nice to be together with, not arrogant at all, he made me felt as if we knew eachother since long, loooooong time, a thing that does not happen very often. He had bought himself a new hat, green with skin stripes, and I got that precious address, so I m going to take a look at the hat shop. I love hats too, u know.

While having dinner I studied the program, and the list of exhibitions, so I am ready to explore the whole festival. And I have not so much time, tomorrow, because I must reach the last train at 19:00 for Limoges, where I have no idea what to do. they say is a beautiful town. I hope so.

have a beautiful night, my friends.

29 January 2010

Angoulême day one

I am finally here. The trip has been long and the weather terrible. Going out at the Limoges airport it was snowing, so I had to laugh at all my thoughts about the warm France. I took a little old train, which reached Angoulême in about two hours. That is not little if you think it was just 80 km.

First thing I had to do when I set foot in the town was sit me down, take a warrrm tea and, even if it was not planned, a crème brûlée. I had nearly forgot how much I love it, with that thin hard slide of caramel on top.

Then I was ready to conquer the world!
Reaching the accreditation point was easy, but I surprised myself wondering if any street I took HAD to go up, especially because I was still carrying around my bag.

Now I will take a look at the program for tomorrow, and then I will reach my room, as told me, after 17:00. Got a conference at 19:00.

I will find some little place to eat dinner - and maybe my crème brûlée number two - and then I will go to sleep. In a bed. That's not bad at all.