2008年04月23日
A flowing emerald
In north coastal cities of the Lannion Bretagne, it is a very happy thing to revisit the old haunt to Laoma since he held personal exhibition in there 5 years ago.
When still on the road, the Laoma says mysteriously that will take me to live in the oldest and most characteristic hotels there, he has lived in there, very comfortable and satisfied pub, because not travelling season, we have not ordered either in advance.
Can come to hotels, that scene knows once seeing, hotels have closed, there is not a car at the parking area, all window of hotel turn off outer shutter, appearance that nobody has inhabit for a long time, the Laoma has knocked at the gate of the lock, nobody responds, originally want to bring me to look freshly, has not thought it is such a result, the disappointment that a face of Laoma can not be covered up.
Continue 50 meters forward, it is the gallery that the Laoma once exhibited, manager Jean in the gallery, since personal exhibition of the Laoma, they have become the friend too, have made an appointment and met in his galleries in telephone before making.
See Jean, just know that hotel has closed soon after the personal exhibition of the Laoma, but the bars of hotels are still business as usual every night, the reason why hotels close, Jean sell for piece imprison son, it says to be to go there drink cup wine before the meal for a moment, tell we in there.
Jean this piece imprison son afford to sell.
Take pains to endure to about 7 o'clock in the evening, come to that hotel with Jean, from the unlimited gate, seeing yellow light, we are the first group of guests in the night, there is a golden hair old woman with a comb pigtail at the tall and big bar counter, swallowing clouds and blowing out fog-smoke (opium or cigarette), see Jean is being greeted warmly, it seems Jean is the frequent customer here. nikon d300
The Laoma told me here was once the lobbies of hotels, the very high roof, was hung with a huge and cumbersome outdated ceiling lamp, there is no any glossed on the wall, uncover the primitive one, irregular stone, there are one and about more than one meter of high fireplaces in the corner of the drawing room, whom inside pile up only several big carton, fall scattered several red silk matte outdated to give the chair a piggyback around, the golden hair woman Syluvia tells us, this house is the building in the 17th century, nowadays, the structure in the house has not changed, some old furniture is being still used.
The fireplace has no stove fire, there are no other heating systems, at the night in late autumn, it is desolate to show even more, dull.
It is probably the attention of seeing me, Syluvia talks about me: Il faut boire! Because nip in the air,some of Is Porto blanc that is pure in cup, Jean and horses old take Pastis vert, (raw materials for kinds of European fennel) ,Drank the fennel wine that Pastis had thought of Shaoxing, but the atmosphere here each time in the past, but let me remember the hole has been own, though there are no fennel and beans.
At not pouring by wine in it is to cup in Syluvia,it take by wine the hands of the bottles, quiver ceaselessly, it is for sieve not to want, very afraid she will fill a wine cup for sb. and shed it outside the cup, my worry is surplus, finish pouring three glasses of wine, there is not one drop at the bar counter, Jean says she is very skilled, never add more, does not lack of it upside down, like using quantity of graduated cup each time.
This to see the Pastis vert, the dark green one as if emerald flowing, it is known that Frenchmen like Pastis, have a trial test too yellowish and colourless those kind too, Syluvia says, this is a local product of Bretagne, they add a kind of water in faint yellow Pastis, become green.
The Laoma passes me his green water to have a trial test, the taste of the fennel is strong as expected, Syluvia asks whether I like the green water of this Bretagne, I who always like Pastis am certainly praise.
Jean say to me you wait, she must please wipe out treasure dish that goes with wine of her, as expected, Syluvia takes out a small basket to boil the screw from the bar counter, feels the same with having in Shanghai.
Jean says to Syluvia, you want a cup too, she shakes the head: If the one that came is single guests, usually she will accompany guests to drink together, if there is the companion's, she exempts.
I can not endure curiously, has asked Jean again, why turn off in this hotel, the Laoma says to Syluvia too: We live in here on a special trip this time, really make people disappointed.
The chatterbox opening Syluvia by now, Syluvia that is still taken to heart so far tells the cause which close hotels to us.
In the summer of 2002, a team of street music actors of Romania came to hotels, one pair father and son among them, father draws the small violin, stay in hotels for three days, that day checking out, that father is by the time 2 o'clock in the afternoon in the rooms of hotels, according to the regulations of hotels, exceeding 12 o'clock at noon will regard as half day's room charge again, go forward to sweep to the woman in the room by quitting time, go forward to inquire whether guests will stay quite a while more, that father does not think of Fu BanTian's rent promptly, a division of day and night on wanting to treat in the room again, the cleaner is unsatisfied, it is not the words very pleasant to the ear to say something immediately, that father goes to local tourism department to complain this hotel in a fury.
Then is responsible for managing the young people of hotels, phone Syluvia at once, it is certainly a pair of tones standing high above the masses, want, teach how manage hotel Syluvia, want, give her previous sessions of lesson of marketing, unbending Syluvia stand one maos of head lesson of lad ever, put up the notice the next day in a fury, should turn off hotels, when seeing the last hotel guest off, Syluvia dismisses all personnel, closes hotels, only leave this bar and carry on the business.
Jean says Syluvia is a rich owner, there are other business and a large village, worry economic question, so can with so graceful to freely, turn on hotel for pastime time in the past, like seeing the guests of different nationalities of coming and going in hotels. Syluvia 80 years old is unwilling to stay at home nowadays, come by car by oneself at 7 o'clock every night, will wait for the last guest to leave and just close the door at night, just in order to chat with the guests coming at the bar, moreover there are some frequent customers, she is not willing to to disappear really.
Not finishing drinking my porto yet, Syluvia pushes a cup dark green Pastis to me: This cup is on the house!
One cup of pure Porto make face radiant enough, but how can I refuse a bottomless good intention woman, I can only remember later on putting that emerald flowing, light a kick of deep a kick, bviLaoma and Jean went to a nearby cafe for a dinner. Company Formation
When still on the road, the Laoma says mysteriously that will take me to live in the oldest and most characteristic hotels there, he has lived in there, very comfortable and satisfied pub, because not travelling season, we have not ordered either in advance.
Can come to hotels, that scene knows once seeing, hotels have closed, there is not a car at the parking area, all window of hotel turn off outer shutter, appearance that nobody has inhabit for a long time, the Laoma has knocked at the gate of the lock, nobody responds, originally want to bring me to look freshly, has not thought it is such a result, the disappointment that a face of Laoma can not be covered up.
Continue 50 meters forward, it is the gallery that the Laoma once exhibited, manager Jean in the gallery, since personal exhibition of the Laoma, they have become the friend too, have made an appointment and met in his galleries in telephone before making.
See Jean, just know that hotel has closed soon after the personal exhibition of the Laoma, but the bars of hotels are still business as usual every night, the reason why hotels close, Jean sell for piece imprison son, it says to be to go there drink cup wine before the meal for a moment, tell we in there.
Jean this piece imprison son afford to sell.
Take pains to endure to about 7 o'clock in the evening, come to that hotel with Jean, from the unlimited gate, seeing yellow light, we are the first group of guests in the night, there is a golden hair old woman with a comb pigtail at the tall and big bar counter, swallowing clouds and blowing out fog-smoke (opium or cigarette), see Jean is being greeted warmly, it seems Jean is the frequent customer here. nikon d300
The Laoma told me here was once the lobbies of hotels, the very high roof, was hung with a huge and cumbersome outdated ceiling lamp, there is no any glossed on the wall, uncover the primitive one, irregular stone, there are one and about more than one meter of high fireplaces in the corner of the drawing room, whom inside pile up only several big carton, fall scattered several red silk matte outdated to give the chair a piggyback around, the golden hair woman Syluvia tells us, this house is the building in the 17th century, nowadays, the structure in the house has not changed, some old furniture is being still used.
The fireplace has no stove fire, there are no other heating systems, at the night in late autumn, it is desolate to show even more, dull.
It is probably the attention of seeing me, Syluvia talks about me: Il faut boire! Because nip in the air,some of Is Porto blanc that is pure in cup, Jean and horses old take Pastis vert, (raw materials for kinds of European fennel) ,Drank the fennel wine that Pastis had thought of Shaoxing, but the atmosphere here each time in the past, but let me remember the hole has been own, though there are no fennel and beans.
At not pouring by wine in it is to cup in Syluvia,it take by wine the hands of the bottles, quiver ceaselessly, it is for sieve not to want, very afraid she will fill a wine cup for sb. and shed it outside the cup, my worry is surplus, finish pouring three glasses of wine, there is not one drop at the bar counter, Jean says she is very skilled, never add more, does not lack of it upside down, like using quantity of graduated cup each time.
This to see the Pastis vert, the dark green one as if emerald flowing, it is known that Frenchmen like Pastis, have a trial test too yellowish and colourless those kind too, Syluvia says, this is a local product of Bretagne, they add a kind of water in faint yellow Pastis, become green.
The Laoma passes me his green water to have a trial test, the taste of the fennel is strong as expected, Syluvia asks whether I like the green water of this Bretagne, I who always like Pastis am certainly praise.
Jean say to me you wait, she must please wipe out treasure dish that goes with wine of her, as expected, Syluvia takes out a small basket to boil the screw from the bar counter, feels the same with having in Shanghai.
Jean says to Syluvia, you want a cup too, she shakes the head: If the one that came is single guests, usually she will accompany guests to drink together, if there is the companion's, she exempts.
I can not endure curiously, has asked Jean again, why turn off in this hotel, the Laoma says to Syluvia too: We live in here on a special trip this time, really make people disappointed.
The chatterbox opening Syluvia by now, Syluvia that is still taken to heart so far tells the cause which close hotels to us.
In the summer of 2002, a team of street music actors of Romania came to hotels, one pair father and son among them, father draws the small violin, stay in hotels for three days, that day checking out, that father is by the time 2 o'clock in the afternoon in the rooms of hotels, according to the regulations of hotels, exceeding 12 o'clock at noon will regard as half day's room charge again, go forward to sweep to the woman in the room by quitting time, go forward to inquire whether guests will stay quite a while more, that father does not think of Fu BanTian's rent promptly, a division of day and night on wanting to treat in the room again, the cleaner is unsatisfied, it is not the words very pleasant to the ear to say something immediately, that father goes to local tourism department to complain this hotel in a fury.
Then is responsible for managing the young people of hotels, phone Syluvia at once, it is certainly a pair of tones standing high above the masses, want, teach how manage hotel Syluvia, want, give her previous sessions of lesson of marketing, unbending Syluvia stand one maos of head lesson of lad ever, put up the notice the next day in a fury, should turn off hotels, when seeing the last hotel guest off, Syluvia dismisses all personnel, closes hotels, only leave this bar and carry on the business.
Jean says Syluvia is a rich owner, there are other business and a large village, worry economic question, so can with so graceful to freely, turn on hotel for pastime time in the past, like seeing the guests of different nationalities of coming and going in hotels. Syluvia 80 years old is unwilling to stay at home nowadays, come by car by oneself at 7 o'clock every night, will wait for the last guest to leave and just close the door at night, just in order to chat with the guests coming at the bar, moreover there are some frequent customers, she is not willing to to disappear really.
Not finishing drinking my porto yet, Syluvia pushes a cup dark green Pastis to me: This cup is on the house!
One cup of pure Porto make face radiant enough, but how can I refuse a bottomless good intention woman, I can only remember later on putting that emerald flowing, light a kick of deep a kick, bviLaoma and Jean went to a nearby cafe for a dinner. Company Formation
