There were four of us that went together, each from a different anglophone country, which inevitably meant half of the conversations went something like "wait, you think pants mean what?" "Okay, who says it's a lift? Who says it's an elevator?" Very confusing. (And this week I had to teach a lesson on clothes and I almost gave them a mini-lecture on why they shouldn't use "pants" in the UK the same way we use it in the US... and then I figured that my mini-lecture on the different pronunciation of the letter "Z" was enough for their brains.)
The Fete started at six. We walked around and found some food (bread and mayonnaise, lots and lots of mayo, with a little bit of tuna), and then we went from one light show to another. They were spectacular, really intricate and creative light shows displayed on the sides of buildings all throughout the city. And it was CROWDED. At one point we were standing in a huge mob of people and we didn't move for a good five minutes. Totally worth it thought.
By ten we couldn't feel our feet and we headed back to our place. We rented a whole apartment though Airbnb, so we made some tea and watched Miss France and confusing French "comedy" until 2 am. Then, despite being in the most comfortable bed I have ever been in, I couldn't fall asleep until 5 am. But besides that it was a really great trip. I missed the lights festival last year when a few other study abroad-ers went (the semester was coming to an end and finals were coming up... oh wow, it's been almost a year since I came back home from Mont. Geez, time flies by fast), so it was nice to make up for it this year.
I only regret not taking more pictures. They would have been awful without any good lighting, but still... should have at least done a group one. Ah well, tant pis.