Monday 13 August 2007

Cruzy Festival



What a weekend we have had.

It all began on Friday with the first of 3 concerts held in the village.
We joined most of the villagers in the grounds of the community centre where a large stage had been set up with lights, a full crew of technicians, a bar and loads of tables. Candyfloss, and arcade games were on offer too.

The night began by rounding up 4 other people to share the night with. Two moved to Cruzy as full time residents just this week. We found a table and were delighted to discover that the bottle of wine and another of water were ours and were free. It was not long before we were up at the bar buying more... much more.

The entertainment was outstanding. We were all astonished at the quality of the show and the duration. The entertainment was similar to that found at the Moulin Rouge in Paris.
Beautify girls danced on stage in little outfits while music played (very loudly). The dancers came and went and the music played on with the dance floor filling whenever a Spanish song played, or a good 80s pop song blared out. 4 hours into our evening I popped to the portable arcade area for BarbaPappa... see the snap.


We left in the early hours with the music still clearly audible from out house, half a mile away.

Saturday we woke but Alan to a bad head and me to the groups.

Of course, we had booked dinner and entertainment in front of the stage, so off we went again with our friends from the night before. Again, free wine and water, accompanied out meal of chicken and a desert of French patisserie.

The entertainment on Saturday night blew Fridays out of the water. This time we had live singing from about 6 vocalists, but it was the troop of dancing girls who won the night. Outfit change after outfit change was emphasised over and over again by their outstanding dance routines. Again it was the early hours when we left them to it and were in bed when we clearly heard YMCA. It was a great night but long.

Sunday came early. It was up and to the village car boot sales, then off to neighbouring villages for bread and more car booting. We managed to secure 2 door stops for a fantastic price (15 Euros) and returned home for a mini sleep.

At 9pm we met in a neighbour’s home for an hour. 1 aperitif later, we headed for the show ground. This evening we were hit heavily by a rock band sing rock hits in English, French and Spanish. It was a great show, but the best entertainment came from the local children.

We were witnesses to an 8 year old winning a pump-action air gun, which she promptly loaded and went off to shoot the local pets. She returned again and again and had clearly become aware of the authority she commanded walking around with the loaded gun. Later we found instructions on how to load a pump-action sawn off shot gun. We assume another 8 year old was walking the dark streets looking for Fluffy.

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