I’m sorry I took so long, there’s so much to say and I’m so slow~
Anyway, here’s the end of the story, the Sunday.
Another day I woke up early, and noticed some of my rommates were still sleeping and one of them was in the bathroom. I had to do my make up in the dark, with the light of my phone.
Pros of being always late is that you’re able to do your make up in extreme conditions. I can draw a perfect winged eyeliner in the metro so I can do this ^-^
I didn’t have to deal with the crowd in the morning the day before, but it seems Sunday is the most busy day for Lucca.
OK, now it looks like a busy day of a con.
And the cosplayers are still having fun.
Yes, it’s a chainsaw.
I’m even lucky enough to witness a Walk of Shame hahaha
I spent my morning to hunt all those awesomes cosplayers and I found quickly Alex and the gang~
So many people took their pictures. I can understand because, once more, they’re awesome as Rise of the Guardians group, this time!
We met one of the Inside Out groups and they took cute pics
That’s what I love about cosplay or cons. You just go and meet new people and take nice or funny pics, that’s so simple. You know you share the same passion and you’re just here to have fun. That’s so simple.
And soon, more Guardians join them
Sandy/Elisa was the always cute smiley one (and I love her bagggggg) and Bunny/Serena kept losing her eggs with a heartbreaking face of dispair ;_;
You can totally see white-shirt Bunny has some Eret inspirations but that’s awesome.
I had absolutely no will or energy for this day so I just stick to the Guardians crew, not understanding a word of their conversations (actually I caught some words but Italian is such a fast-paced language >_<)
We moved a few times in the day, it was perfect.
Not for Tooth/Frederica though. It was really windy in the heights and she almost flew away for real. We helped her holding her wings and she had to crab walk so they won’t break.
Alex introduced me to Leonardo, another great HTTYD cosplayer (Leo Light on Facebook). I unfortunately missed him in cosplay the day before. We chatted a little in English.
I also talked with Vittoria, the Valka from the Saturday. She wants to be a cartoonist and yep, she’s pretty talented.
There were a lot of children in cosplay. Not crying or yelling or pulling a tantrum or being rude like I often see. They were so cute, with sparkling eyes, asking shyly for a picture. And their costumes were quite on point *_*
Later we moved again in a nice and quiet place so everyone could have more complex pictures.
It’s getting colder and how those people in their too light/too hot/uncomfortable cosplays still look good remains a mystery.
It’s also getting darker and the moment to part is coming soon. I’m not sure if I’m happy to go back home or sad to rediscover normal life.
We say goodbye to each other after a collective hug (for warming purpose).
Ce n’est qu’un au-revoir!
Good thing it was over. I think my body and my brain couldn’t take it anymore, and my English was getting more and more broken.
My Nintendo 3DS not either. The battery was low and I knew later I left my charger in Paris T_____T
At the hotel, I’m only thinking of sleeping soon, because my flight is at an insane time. Not that insane actually but I forgot to check twice.
When suddenly, through the door….
… DU FRANÇAIS. Il y a des francophones dans mon dortoir!!
I say francophones because two are actually French and one from Canada. They came to visit Toscana and they heard about Lucca.
They had no idea of what was going on that weekend. They had a weird surprise when they arrived and seen cosplayers everywhere. Especially because they’re not familiar with the cosplay/anime/conventions world. I’m laughing at their story but also feel sorry for them, they could not fully enjoy their visit.
I ruin my sleeping schedule a little more and set my alarm clock to 3.30AM thinking again « what I was thinking?? », knowing I’m working from noon to 7PM.
This time I’m going to the airport by walking. I’m sure I’m on the right way because I’m on the Via dell’Aeroporto. I pass by a futurist condom vending machine with a round-ish design and lights everywhere so you can’t miss it… But after seeing salami in the station’s vending machines, nothing surprises me anymore…
There’s an expression in French « avoir les boules », literally « to have the balls ». It means « to be frustrated ».
As I said I forgot to check my departure time and it was not 6-something, it was 6.55. I arrived at the airport at 4, so I made my little vlog to kill time.
I couldn’t even find a coffee dispenser. I had to make do with a cold Coca Cola, in the fresh morning.
I lose again my dignity in the security check, taking my shoes and my belt off, passing through the doors in socks and holding my pants. Seriously, this is a legal bullying >_<
I have again annoying children eating and talking loudly in my back and the pilot happily informs us that it’s currently 4°C in Paris. Nice…
To end this last post I’ll steal Clafou Tea’s idea and make an excitement curve ♥
Thanks again to everyone who made this festival awesome and for making these days worth it. I’m still sorry for my lack of interesting talk and for following you all like a lost puppy.
I hope to discover more cons outside Paris and come back to Lucca~