Friday, July 17, 2009
July: Musique des Lumieres
Arriving for our last concert on this tour at Notre Dame de la Paix which is beside the Abbaye Ecole de Soreze where we stayed and which houses this festival. We were hoping for some hot southern weather on our last day, but the tour ends as it began - lots of rain. There was, however, a brief and lovely bit of sunshine through the clouds at concert time - meaning that we could make our entrance without getting drenched!
July: Cabourg to Soreze in a long day on the bus
Here's a little travelogue from our day on the bus going from the top of Normandie to Soreze in the Southwest of France -not so far from Spain. While bus travel is sometimes long it works out better for us - the airlines won't take our amount of baggage on internal flights - changing train stations in Paris ( and elsewhere) in July would have been a monumental drag - so we sat on the bus, patronized rest stops, played cards, and, 15 hours later there we were!
July: Promenades Musicales en Pays d'Auge
The Eglise de Cabourg, where we perform for the Promenades Musicales en Pays d'Auge -a fantastically beautiful corner of Normandy full of all kinds of cheese and Calvados and such that we didn't have the time to enjoy fully! Cabourg is, of course, the site of much of M. Proust's work - we had madeleines in the dressing room, bien sur.
July; Chant des Chapelles
The legendary Brittany weather was true to form and we experienced everything -sun, rain, wind - - in the short time we were in Plougastel.
Monday, July 13, 2009
July: Faverges to Tours
A travel day in which we knock off much of the distance between Faverges ( not far from Geneva) and our next destination - Plougastel in Brittany. Leaving Faverges ( of which we had grown very fond) we drove along the Lac d'Annecy which is unbelievably beautiful.
Sunday, July 12, 2009
July: Music et Nature en Bauges
Today was the first concert of the tour in France- for Music et Nature en Bauges ( in the Haut Savoie) which had brought us back for a second consecutive year. First, however, there was Sunday to enjoy.
As if we hadn't eaten enough at our lunch of Pate, Robuchon en croute, Blanc de Vollaile, and Ile Flottante, some more dessert appeared later on in the afternoon - the very sympa patronne of the hotel thinking that we might need sustenance for the evening, which began with the arrival of a television crew.
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