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On Monday, 2 pm, Railway station of Tarare.The
train arrives, the "big trip" begins, the countdown is ended.
On
Monday, 5 pm, Printania Hotel in Paris. According to arrivals, from
our provinces, climate becomes established. It increases by the discovery
of the instruments (the new drums) of Fabien Pottiez, the unavoidable
comments of each, the delivery of documents, the recommendations to
be noticed.
On
Tuesday, at about 9 am, Airbus Paris-Moscow. We of course start
dialogue, with my neighbour of seat. This one, French, priest, entrusts
me have aimed a battery-fanfare in Sarthe in the sixties, and have the
collection of recording "Varieties in Fanfare" of French Air
Force Band. Which was not its stupefaction when he learnt that Robert
Goute was here, some rows of seats there forward. The presentations,
in disembarkation, made two people happy.
On Tuesday, at about 4 pm, international Airport Cheremetievo in Moscow.
The lost suitcase, the first claims …
On
Tuesday, at about 6 pm, Airport Domodedovo, in Moscow. "Too
late". Missed flight, more claims ...
On Wednesday, at about 12 am, Hotel in area of Moscow. The entertainment,
organized to avoid wasting time of forced wait, undoubtedly provided
good information to Jean-Luc and also allowed to each of us to gain
knowledge a bit of the new drums.
Night
from Wednesday till Thursday, Boeing of Aeroflot. Those who do not
sleep can admire through the porthole in the left a splendid rise of
the Sun on the big Siberian North, the curve of our globe of the Earth
is then distinctly observable.
On Thursday end of the morning,
Vladivostok. We arrived at the "end of the earth ". First
impressions on this city. The relief is very present, there does not
seem to have "town center" such as we can find it in general.
It is warm, about 23 degrees, what changes us in comparison with the
8-10 degrees in Moscow. We go for meal and meeting with journalists,
now accompanied with the nice students interpreters.
On Friday beginning of the afternoon.
The serious things begin. We dress uniform "A" (that with
the tricolour sash) to finally play, in two interventions in the ceremony
celebrating the first meeting of judo.
On Friday at about 5 pm. Five of us, the most audacious, are
going to visit a very nice and big sailing boat. The others are going
to represent the group at the Congress of the Presidents of universities
of the Pacific Ocean zone. Our performance of the following day is announced.
We attend a marvellous show, particularly of dance.
Saturday 2 pm. We go to the Palace of the Festival for the first
and last adjustment, with regulating of illumination. The course on
unknown ground, in the complete black, caused the "fall of a body",
happily without consequences afterwards.
On Saturday afternoon.
We dress for the first time the new costume (uniform "B").
Important force of security set up around the building. Wait seems to
us very long, this length being nevertheless tempered by the presence
of numerous top-models and other stars. Finally, it is the moment for
us to go, we enter, we play, and this time some minutes on stage of
course pass very quickly.
On Saturday night. We are invited at the reception given by the
governor of the maritime province. We are next every to jet-set local,
but also of personalities of any skylines. Some international dialogues
create.
On Saturday, end of the night. Some of us come back to the Hotel.
The construction site of a building which is on the other side of the
street always works, twenty-four hours on twenty-four, with a great
proportion of Chinese workers. Contrasts!
On Sunday beginning of the afternoon, tarmac of the airport of Vladivostok,
in the Boeing of Aeroflot. Passengers recognize us, further to our
passage on television. It is answered their questions, it is provided
some explanation on our group, on our presence here, and about the French
Drum.
On Sunday , about 11-12 pm, Printania
Hotel in Paris.
We finish a long day (here is twenty-six hours that we stand, consequences
of the adjustment of the time difference) by an unprompted meeting,
with debriefing, exchanges, then finally good refreshing night.
On Monday midday, Railway station of Tarare. Return to the start.
It remains forever, full of memories, and also feeling to have participated
in the first one, in something special.
Following days. Predominant feeling is deep thankfulness towards
all those who worked at the realization of this trip, that you know
who will indeed be named moreover. Thanks to all.
Ph.V.
- 2007-10-07
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