Breizh fiskal
Sorry for not having written for such a long time everyone - I wasn't really in the mood. Right now I have a lot of things to say, but because I am really very tired I think this will be a short post.
At the moment I am in Auray, and I am tired because I went to a fest-noz last night that lasted just until the first light. It was wonderfull, lot's of laridenn-gavotenns, a dance I like a lot. And there were some great groups: the Korrigans aren't bad, and I saw Kanerien Langazel! I have a CD of that group but never saw hem live.
Before going to the fest-noz I had picknicked with some friends, on the coast in St. Philibert. It was 35 degrees and we had good company, good food and good music, because you just can't picknick with Breton friends and go away without having sung at least one song, or danced one dance. Yay! We also made a long walk on he coast, and saw lots of flowers, butterflies and very blue water.
Some days ago we went to Lokoal-Mendon at sunset, where for the first time in my life I cried because I couldn't cope with the beauty of a place. We went to a peninsula outside the village, in the 'ria' (aber) of the river Etel. The sun was setting, and gave everything a magic touch: the water, the land on the other side of the aber, the pine trees and the salty prairieland a little further on. I am really tired, can't describe it now as I should, but I was totally happy there, in that strange place where sea and land met and mingled in a very special and powerfull way.
I think I am going to sleep a bit now, as I came home this morning at 6, and I am suffering the consequences.
At the moment I am in Auray, and I am tired because I went to a fest-noz last night that lasted just until the first light. It was wonderfull, lot's of laridenn-gavotenns, a dance I like a lot. And there were some great groups: the Korrigans aren't bad, and I saw Kanerien Langazel! I have a CD of that group but never saw hem live.
Before going to the fest-noz I had picknicked with some friends, on the coast in St. Philibert. It was 35 degrees and we had good company, good food and good music, because you just can't picknick with Breton friends and go away without having sung at least one song, or danced one dance. Yay! We also made a long walk on he coast, and saw lots of flowers, butterflies and very blue water.
Some days ago we went to Lokoal-Mendon at sunset, where for the first time in my life I cried because I couldn't cope with the beauty of a place. We went to a peninsula outside the village, in the 'ria' (aber) of the river Etel. The sun was setting, and gave everything a magic touch: the water, the land on the other side of the aber, the pine trees and the salty prairieland a little further on. I am really tired, can't describe it now as I should, but I was totally happy there, in that strange place where sea and land met and mingled in a very special and powerfull way.
I think I am going to sleep a bit now, as I came home this morning at 6, and I am suffering the consequences.