Les Nuits Celtiques

by Vanessa on August 10, 2011

Angel #1 is quite the photographer.

Marseillan is such an incredible little village.  And, they sure know how to throw one hell of a party.  We just had 2 nights in a row of Celtic music down by the port.  The place was packed.  Tons of people turned up – not sure where everyone is coming from but this village is hopping.  Clearly a popular event!

I call it Lord of the Dance meets Acadia meets Marseillan.

There was a big stage set-up overlooking the lagoon.  Tents were set up with tables and chairs for eating.  They were serving the French version of a “hot dog”, which is basically a sausage in a baguette.  You could also buy mussels, fries, some sort of jambalaya mixture or pasta.  Whatever you fancied – you could find it there.

The first band to hit the stage was called Suroit.  We were super excited when it was announced they are Canadian.  Chris and I were cheering loudly and proudly…until…

The lead singer says, “Quebec is in Canada but we’re not really Canadian.  We’re Quebecois”.  Chris leans over and says, “I think he just dissed us”.  I just think they happen to be ungrateful Canadians.

This reminds me of 1995 when I was in my first year of University.  Canada was going through this huge uproar with Quebec threatening to separate from the country.  The Referendum was all anyone could talk about.  It was a big deal.  Quebec is still apart of Canada – so clearly it didn’t work – but there apparently is still huge animosity.

I’m not sure why Quebec feels like they are so special.  Really!  So what – you speak French.  Guess what – they speak French in France.  They speak French in Belgium, parts of Haiti, parts of Switzerland, parts of Africa, parts of the Dominican Republic and in various other provinces in Canada (I’m sure other parts of the world too).  Again, why does Quebec feel the need to complain.

I love Montreal.  My in-laws live there. Great city.  So is Quebec City – awesome – great food :)

It’s a shame SOME French Canadians can’t recognize how lucky and fortunate they are to live in Canada.  Canada is a blessed country…yes we have problems…but really not compared to other parts of the world.

Sorry for the rant – I’ll carry on!

The music was very good on both nights.  The second night we made sure to arrive a little later knowing the event started closer to 9 pm.  We sat on the rocks by the water for a bit…but the Angels were driving me nuts.  Up and down.  Up and down.  I had visions of them falling off these massive rocks and bumping their precious heads.  You know – the kind of stuff parents need to be on the lookout for.

There was a lot of Irish dancing on the second night.  Chris thought it looked like a variation of folk dancing – yes I said – but with tap shoes.  They were very good.  There was one dancer (woman) who Chris swore was my twin sister.  She shined on stage, so I’m going to take that as a compliment.

The night ended early for me – Angel # 2 was very tired.  Chris stayed with Angel # 1 and came home shortly thereafter.

I’m exhausted – too many parties and too much drinking.  My body needs a rest!

Voila!

 

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