My reason for going to Paris (if anyone actually needs a reason besides ‘because it’s there’) was to go to the Rock en Seine music festival, down at Parc de St Cloud at the end of metro line 10.
For a festival with so many headline acts it wasn’t particularly well publicized; nobody I mentioned it to outside of France had heard of it. Maybe the French just wanted to keep it all to themselves, and I can’t blame them.
I’d never been to a French music event before. The whole thing was very chic. Even if you’re standing around in the rain in a muddy field, that is no excuse for slobby dressing. This meant that I didn’t pass for a French woman. Even before I opened my mouth and subjected anyone to my bad French accent, they started speaking to me in English. I wasn’t fooling anyone.
The festival food here was better than normal, as would be expected of France I suppose. My complaint always, when I go somewhere like this, is that there aren’t enough healthier food options. It’s not that I’m puritanical about what I eat – far from it – but I like to be able to make the choice.
Last week at Sziget festival every food stall was of the burger/hotdog/pizza variety. Well, they were dealing with a different crowd. If you are away from mum’s good healthy cooking for the first time in your life, maybe you want to stuff yourself with junk food at every opportunity. (I was the other way around when I left home the first time, escaping my mother’s junk food for something more healthy, but that’s another story altogether) .
As for the music, on Friday I saw Blondie, The Hives and Arctic Monkeys. Over the course of the weekend there is The Prodigy, Queens of the Stone Age and La Roux, all of whom I saw at Sziget.
These are big name bands, and yet it seems as if nobody outside of France knew this was on.