Sunday, March 15, 2009

its SUNday

This weekend I went to a pub and saw this kind of strange band from Bretagne (Brittany...in the north) who played like celtic/middle eastern fusion with lyrics in Breton. It was pretty cool but started to all sound the same after awhile. I had some authentic cider, but still would take Woodchuck any day.

Here's the bad-ass bartender who never changed his facial expression:



I saw Les Plages d'Agnes, an autobiographical documentary by/about Agnes Varda, a director during the French New Wave, wife of Jacques Demy (another New Wave director) and coincidentally one of the two directors I'm studying in my cinema class. It was pretty cute.

Today I found the most fantastic park that provided a much needed break from the entirely concrete city.

Bois de Vincennes:



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  1. lmopMarch 16, 2009 at 10:54 PM

    WOW that picture of the bartender needs to be enlarged to get the full effect. he's excellent. how was the cidre for you? sweeter than chuck or something else different? also i'm loving that nice perk! i miss daffodils here.

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