Tuesday, February 8, 2011

Pokemon Emerald Suggestion To Make Pokemon Happy

(on a holiday air)

I keep a vague recollection of my first happy summer holidays with family. I was a kid, my parents had rented a house in the Vosges. The setting was idyllic: a house on two floors, overlooking a large garden in the heart of an ancient village. The roads still half paved, a coast lined with stone houses, and our little family went to the source fill its bottles. For in this village, we drew water from a natural spring where everyone had a drink. A little later, an old wash house greeted the ladies who still lived in another era.

All those memories are still hazy. I remember those trips, deep woods, where my parents were trying to leave us ... Nan j'déconne . We went to see the waterfalls nestled deep in the rocks in the forest. It was hiking in the cool shade off by tall trees, we climbed on the giant rocks. In the evening we took dinner on the terrace, then went in search of lizards that have spent the day sunbathing on one of the old walls of the village ...

Pinaise, I realize that simple things are those that leave the best memories. This year I'm going on holiday in Crete . More sophisticated, with different interests, more mature. It'll be good. But it will never be the same.

Monday, February 7, 2011

Masquerade Ball Gowns

Quite a funny film

The room was in the back of a cafe on the square. I followed my father to the counter, where he exchanged some words with the bartender. In part, at the time, you could smoke, and the atmosphere was heavy volutes. Despite this, the atmosphere was friendly, I remember the light of the place. Tables where people were talking, playing cards or sipping a half. The sound of glasses being clinked glasses, color faded tiles and mirrors along the walls. Then we went to the back and the world changed:

A day cinema has disappeared, crimson seats facing a screen from the top of my 8 years, perhaps, seemed giant. A musty smell may also be popcorn, and soft lighting, almost disturbing. Nobody in the room, except my father, me and my brother. We settled down in the middle, waiting for the moment when everything darkened, and leaves room for a magical moment. The first film I saw at the cinema has never been erased in my memory by all who have followed since. It was a magical moment, special, wonderful. We went to see Disney. Lady and the Tramp.