mercredi, février 01, 2006
En garde, Pret, Allez!
Unfortunately for France, the number one ranked Le Pechoux was knocked out of the contention by a tall chinese guy for the Coupe du Monde de Fleuret on Saturday night at the Stade de Coubertin here in Paris. One frenchie made it into the quarter finals, but was there beaten by a German. Possibly the same German who went home with the trophy - I can't remember! There was just too much swashbuckling sword clashing between men wearing tight white pants!
Dominique from the lab is in a fencing club, and got us (Ruxandra, Vicente (spanish postdoc) and his girlfrind, Dominique himself and his wife, and myself) half price tickets to the championship, one leg of the fencing world championships for fleuret, the fencing event where, unlike epée, you can only score by touches to the torso, and unlike sabre, you can only stab, not slash. And it was really fun! They scream and shout just as much as you see on TV during the olympics, and they have funny little cords that tie them to the scoring board that makes them look like those little kids with leashes!
After a late bite to eat afterwards, I missed the last metro home, and had to finally sample the Parisian taxi system, which I had not yet had the chance to do. Rather unexciting, I must report. I've heard that apparently, you are not allowed to sit in the front seat, like if there are four of you, you have to take two taxis, but since I was all alone, I didn't have a chance to verify this. I can report that they have cool computer GPS map systems that tell them where to go, which are quite fun to watch!
Dominique from the lab is in a fencing club, and got us (Ruxandra, Vicente (spanish postdoc) and his girlfrind, Dominique himself and his wife, and myself) half price tickets to the championship, one leg of the fencing world championships for fleuret, the fencing event where, unlike epée, you can only score by touches to the torso, and unlike sabre, you can only stab, not slash. And it was really fun! They scream and shout just as much as you see on TV during the olympics, and they have funny little cords that tie them to the scoring board that makes them look like those little kids with leashes!
After a late bite to eat afterwards, I missed the last metro home, and had to finally sample the Parisian taxi system, which I had not yet had the chance to do. Rather unexciting, I must report. I've heard that apparently, you are not allowed to sit in the front seat, like if there are four of you, you have to take two taxis, but since I was all alone, I didn't have a chance to verify this. I can report that they have cool computer GPS map systems that tell them where to go, which are quite fun to watch!
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hurrah! A new post!
Actually quite educational. How very french to go to the fencing championships! Trust the french to still look sexy whilst fighting!
Actually quite educational. How very french to go to the fencing championships! Trust the french to still look sexy whilst fighting!
Hurrah from me too, on the new post! Getting a bit thirsty for a while there!
Tell me, were there snacks available for spectators? If so, what was on offer? What does one munch while watching the cut and thrust of such a sport?
Tell me, were there snacks available for spectators? If so, what was on offer? What does one munch while watching the cut and thrust of such a sport?
There were yummy looking ham baguettes available, which my seating neighbour made me long for, but alas, they were sold out by the time I found the place selling them.
The french don't really go in for snacking, or eating (or even drinking!) while doing other things, like watching sport, so I think the baguettes were almost a token effort, they mustn't have had very many, because I didn't see anybody else with one!
Actually the other thing they don't go in for while watching sport is clapping. Strange!
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The french don't really go in for snacking, or eating (or even drinking!) while doing other things, like watching sport, so I think the baguettes were almost a token effort, they mustn't have had very many, because I didn't see anybody else with one!
Actually the other thing they don't go in for while watching sport is clapping. Strange!
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