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i came back to lyon just in time to partake in this crazy electro music festival called les nuits sonores. it basically takes over the whole city and turns everything into a techno party. above is a picture of the street in front of alexandre’s apartment.
here’s a shot from his window.
in 1808, the citizens of madrid rose up against the french who occupied their city. it sparked the spanish war of independence. the above photo was taken at the plaza de dos de mayo in malesaña, the neighborhood in madrid where we stayed and explored in depth.
wikipedia says :
The 2nd May was chosen as a public holiday in the region of Madrid. The place where the artillery barracks of Monteleón was located is now a square called the Plaza 2 de mayo, and the district surrounding the square is known as Malasaña in memory of one of the heroines of the revolt, the teenager Manuela Malasaña, who was executed by French troops in the aftermath of the revolt.
Several memorials to the heroes are located over the city, including the Monumento a los Caidos por España.
more photos in and around malesaña on this national holiday of independence, and (go figure) one of the largest parties in madrid.
*yes the above nasty images are a result of me being drunk on champagne and falling into a pebble wall in lyon, but i want to say that this was no fault of my own. french people, particularly artistic ones, seem to like to celebrate as much as possible when appropriate, and if it wasn’t for their generous hospitality, i would not have downed glass after glass of champagne and dance like i’ve never danced before.
like my friend cécile (who lives in paris) said : “of course they had free champagne. we make it here.”
viva la france!
miraculously i still haven’t had a cigarette for over a month - despite being inebriated to the point of face-planting it into an inanimate wall and being surrounding by nicotine fiends.
i heart you lungs.
liver? maybe next time.
[p.s. the above photos were taken by my friend jess in the bathroom of our super cool hostel room in madrid]
so right now i’m sitting in a bunk bed in a hostel in madrid, catching up on various internet correspondences and design work, and i figured i’d let you all in on the kind of cri-zazy party we had the other night at the closing of les subsistances’ ça tchatche #2 festival.
for more ridiculous pics like the above of the fabulous miss heather christian, checkout the galleries i just uploaded on facebook :
Ça Tchatche #2 PARTY - 1 of 3!
Ça Tchatche #2 PARTY - 2 of 3!
Ça Tchatche #2 PARTY - 3 of 3!
some other updates :
big dance theater got a smashing review in Le Monde, which is the biggest newspaper in france. it basically said that we were the cream of the crop so to speak at last week’s festival in Lyon. we also got the above huge color photo in the printed version of the story - apparently a huge deal for theater/dance in france!
read the full article (in french).
and here we have it. two days later. you should see the other guy.
this black eye is the result of me drinking a shit load of free champagne and then face-planting it into a really old french pebble wall. awesome.
it doesn’t hurt as much as it looks and in a few days it’ll just be super sexy.
last night, jess and i saw david byrne play in madrid and hung out afterwards. everyone said my eye made me look sexy. DB says hi, by the way.
soon i will finally leave the mod confines of my hostel and explore esta ciudad.
more to come, folks.
xoc
tina, julia, jess, wayne and i go sing karaoke at sing sing st. marks. we’re all redheads :
