The weatherman is always wrong.

I have learned from experience, that the weatherman is only correct 50% of the time, and thank g-d for that.  As I had said at the end of last week, the weather was not looking good for this weekend.  I had consulted over 10 different weather websites and 9/10 said that saturday AND sunday would be thunderstorms.  There was one however, that didn't follow the pattern, predicting that it would be a beautiful weekend.  I chose to follow that prediction, going with the path Robert Frost describes in his poem "The Road Less Travelled" - trying to not be persuaded by the masses.  It was the right move, because it was such a beautiful weekend!

I came home Friday after work to the most beautiful new washing machine I have ever seen.  I sound crazy being so excited about a washing machine, but when I tell you about the first wash I did you will understand.  This machine is just brilliant.  It doesn't just wash.  It also dries.  Even better it washes and dries all in one!!!  I put my clothes in, set it on mixed wash, pressed secheuse and 3hrs later I had clean and dry clothes!  So un-France!

Saturday was SOLIDAYS.  My friend had arrived from London Friday night and we were super excited for the festival.  Friday night we just chilled, cause we knew saturday was going to be nuts.  It was my first time at a music festival of the sort.  I was most excited to see Girl Talk.  We met up with Lindsay and her friends Olivia, Arielle and Vivianna at the arrival in Bois de Boulogne.  It was set up like an amusement park.  There was a bungee jump, canteens and the concerts looked like circus tents.  We got there around 4 as we were only aware of who was going to be playing which day, not the specific times.  When we arrived, we found out Girl Talk was only playing at 3AM.  We were hoping we would be able to stay awake till then, but weren't promising anything, unfortunately.  We were able to catch Keziah Jones at 8pm and the Tings Tings at 11pm.  Keziah was really good - a mix between Rock and Reggae.  I wasn't too excited to see the Ting Tings because I can't stand their song "That's not my name", but I found myself pleasantly surprised with the other songs they played.  The main girl was dressed in this awesome purple sequined top with iridescent leggings.  The best was her microphone being lime green.  We got there early, and were able to get pretty close to the stage.  At around midnight, George and I we were totally knackered and decided to leave.  By this time, we were very close to the stage and there were A LOT of people behind us.  Weaving through these crowds of people unaware of where the exit was was a terrifying experience.  I am not claustrophobic, however at this point I felt suffocated and I was also very scared of loosing George in the crowd.  The odds are not really on your side when trying to find someone amongst 50,000 people.  Très soulagé, we found ourself FREE of the crowd and worked our way to the exit.  There was no way we could have stayed for Girl Talk!

Yesterday, we had a picnic under Sacre Coeur at Montmartre in the afternoon.  Gigi joined us as well as Paula and Delphine.  It was really relaxed, perfect for post festival.  

This week is quite festive.  Tonight is relaxed, but then the teuf (party) begins.  We are having a party at Upside Down to celebrate all the birthdays and summer being here.  It starts at exactly 17h31 and the theme is Paris Plage - so the dress code is bathing suits and shorts.  Wednesday is Canada Day and Lindsay is organizing a picnic at the Champs de Mars under the Tour Eiffel for the evening.  Thursday I have dinner with Paula and a friend of hers who works at Première Heure - an audio visual production company and finally Friday is Gigi's birthday so I was thinking we would go back to Chalet-des-Isle as they are having another one of those parties again.  Saturday very early in the morning, Lindsay and I are off to AMSTERDAM!!!

Big week.