Blandine caught sight of a
poster while we were browsing the weekly village market in Vienne - Indian
Folk dances in Montseveroux. She jumped with excitement. Anything to do with
India makes her do that. I was more tepid. I tend to run the other way when I see
a troupe of folk dancers. As we did, seconds later. A whole horde of my fellow
countrymen in traditional folk costumes trundled down the cobbled streets of
Vienne. While I was still recovering from the shock, they were followed
by another horde of what looked like Russians in Cossack costumes,
and a phalanx of Americans in checked suits.
Apparently, they were the dancers invited for 'Les Nuit de Montseveroux' (The Nights of Montseveroux). Montseveroux is a tiny little village on the hills overlooking the Rhone, just a few miles out of Vienne. Having gotten tired of hearing 'Montseveroux - What's That?', the villagers decided to make their village a little more notorious by conducting an annual international dance festival. This year, the invited countries were India, Ossetia and the USA. Ossetia, in case, like me, you haven't heard of it, is a little sub-state carved out of Georgia that still is not fully recognized as a separate country. They would probably be deeply offended at my description of them as Russians in Cossack costumes, but in my defense, I have to say I couldn’t see much difference.
Naturally we had to go to the festival. Blandine couldn't be kept away by a troupe of hungry lions. I tagged along, despite grave trepidations. Village Montseveroux turned out to be a rather charming place...
... with a church and a château. I covered the church in the previous post. Here are some pics of the château, where the festival was to be conducted.
Apparently, they were the dancers invited for 'Les Nuit de Montseveroux' (The Nights of Montseveroux). Montseveroux is a tiny little village on the hills overlooking the Rhone, just a few miles out of Vienne. Having gotten tired of hearing 'Montseveroux - What's That?', the villagers decided to make their village a little more notorious by conducting an annual international dance festival. This year, the invited countries were India, Ossetia and the USA. Ossetia, in case, like me, you haven't heard of it, is a little sub-state carved out of Georgia that still is not fully recognized as a separate country. They would probably be deeply offended at my description of them as Russians in Cossack costumes, but in my defense, I have to say I couldn’t see much difference.
Naturally we had to go to the festival. Blandine couldn't be kept away by a troupe of hungry lions. I tagged along, despite grave trepidations. Village Montseveroux turned out to be a rather charming place...
... with a church and a château. I covered the church in the previous post. Here are some pics of the château, where the festival was to be conducted.




