Hey to all who are interested

,
it's me, reporting to duty.

I'm back, and in one word: it was
amazing.
I'm here to give a detailed review before the impressions fade, so I hope that by the time I am done with typing ezBoard will not have timed out on me.
But from the start:
Didi and I got to Paris easily (even without really speaking French), so the trip was rather eventless except for the fact that Didi was almost sick on the plane (due to the French habit of serving simply pain au chocolat for breakfast - and we were starving!). We got to the hotel and met up with
Laurence,
Pascale, and
Séverine from France,
Stephanie and
Astrid from Holland (yes, Pinkie, I learned how to pronounce the famous soft "g"!

),
Noelia and
Noelia from Spain,
Zee from Norway,
and the next day
Marica from Austria and
Diane and
Janet from England.
We did a little sightseeing the first afternoon and saw the City Hall, Notre Dame (I'm sure there's an accent on the "o" but can't remember

), and the Louvre. I wanted to go in but there was no time. We also got postcards, and
someone will hopefully be happy she got one, too, so that there would be a little Paris feeling for her as well even though she couldn't come in person.
Meanwhile, the Noelias had gone off to try and get tickets for the first concert on Friday as well - the rest of us was only going on Saturday. I knew we were going to regret it, so I thought I was taking it rather coolly when the Noelias knocked on our door in the middle of the night, all excited and giddy, hopping up and down and telling us that it had been "fantastic". They also told us that our bets had been right and Devon was with Majandra; and they had T-Shirts with them: the old black and white one, and new ones, with a greenish-turquoise logo with little stars in it, short-sleeved and with the seams inside out (I am thinking here that besides Spicy no one will care about this sort of info, but hey!

I have to tell
something.

).
By the time they had disappeared to bed, Zee and Didi (who I was sharing a room with) were howling with regret of having spent the night at Subway's instead of going to see the first concert as well.
I was all Zen since I had been mentally preparing for the feeling of regret - or so I thought, until I went to sleep and dreamt that I went into that place where they were selling t-shirts at the concert (that interestingly looked like the gas station next to my home here

), and started to scream at the guy, "I want this, this, and this", and started to try on t-shirts that had such a weirdly cut neck that it was constantly falling over my shoulder, and had me go: "I can't wear this", and the guy was like: "No, you're right, you can't", and I nearly strangled him, screaming, "Well, but I need one, so get me one that fits, goddammit!"
Well, Saturday arrived, and we went to pick up Diane and Janet at the station, and afterwards went straight to fnac (that's a music/ electronics/ book store, in case you don't have it)for the signing. The Noelias had gone at 9am already and were way up front, but by the time we arrived it was already pretty packed with people.
We settled down - Laurence was carrying a gift basket she had organized for Majandra, where each of us Europeans had contributed with something - it looked awesome, I'll have pics up later.
After waiting (we did little more that that, that day, it appears in retrospect

) for about two hours or so, Franck (he organizes Majandra's Paris shows, I think) appeared on stage, saying a few words, and the the girls walked in.
There I was sitting on the floor, watching Majandra walk across the stage, and thinking, "Hey, she's three-dimensional, she's real!" It looked so surreal at first because that was in fact really the first time I saw her for real, and I just though, "Man, she's alive!"
She was wearing a white dress, long, sleeveless but with straps (?). her hair was all curled up like Maria's in season 2, but blonde, and she looked simply gorgeous. Her and RoBERT (who she was opening for) sang a song from Burton's "The Nigtmare Before Christmas" (I went all "aaawwww" because that movie is one of my favorites), and the "Le Prince Bleu". The they answered a few questions (ask Didi about what they were about; I was busy taking pictures!

).
After that, they showed a brief teaser for the video clip they are shooting for "Le Prince Bleu", and it looks great. It's like a mixture of Tim Burton and the Arkanium/ Arthelius layout style, very interesting.
After that - signing. Man, there was security everywhere, and with the number of people that there were, by the time we finally got to the table, we were only allowed to have two items signed (one of the promotional cards, and something else).
Majandra was completely overwhelmed, I think, with all the confusion going on. She kept repeating, "thank you, thank you", to everything and everyone, but what I liked a lot was that despite the fact that she was apparently under stress due to the chaos around her, she still kept looking you in the face when you were talking to her. I think that is a very nice gesture.
Didi gave her the fanbook and briefly explained what it was, and we took one picture of her, I just said "Thank you for coming to Paris and giving us all the chance to see you live" to Majandra, she said "thank you" back, and then we were out.
While we were being sent to the exit, I spotted Devon. He was standing near it, watching the confusion. While we had been in line for the signing, he had already been peeking out of the backroom, and I went like, "Hey, people, there's Devon!", and we all went, "Devon, Devon!", waving and taking pictures

(So not embarassing.

)
So, on my way out, the woman was telling us to leave, and there was Devon, standing right behind her. I said to her, "Excuse me, could I please just ask him a question?"; and she nodded, so I asked Devon whether he would mind signing something, and he went, "no, okay, sure".
So, Didi was searching for the pen in her bag, Laurence moved in from behind us (she had thought about printing a picture of Devon out just in case - clever girl!

), and more people were arriving from the signing, so that when Didi had finally found the pen, he signed Laurence's picture with "Laurence - Love, Devon" (there was probably his last name on it, too, but his signature is somewhat illegible!

), and signed one more item for someone else, and then the woman waved us out, and there I was, FD list in hand, and no signature.
Man, was I mad: I hardly ever work up the nerve to talk to someone I don't know anyway, so there I had politely asked him whether he'd mind signing it, and the got nothing. I was happy for Laurence though because at least she got something.
We went to get food and off to the concert place where there occurred - surprise, surprise

- more waiting.
Th French are completely weird. They were seriously expecting everyone to move out from hallway we were sitting in out onto the street, but in a way that would keep the line up so that who had arrived first would still be first - uh-huh, like that works.

Needless to say, it didn't. In a way it was good because we ened up a little farther up front of the line than we really were; in a another way, Zee kept threatening an English guy who was there for RoBERT next to her to "move, otherwise I won't either".
Yeah, so, there we were, freezing our asses of. The best part was when a taxi arrived that stopped at the other side of the street we were out on, and I was staring at it the whole time but it took me a couple of minutes to figure out that it was Devon in that car, along with Majandra.

They went in right away, and it was so cute because he was shielding her like a body-guard.
More standing, until Devon came out again to take pictures of the crowd. We had the "aaawww"-syndrome again, and I suddenly thought that since he was already out there, I might as well race over to him and see if he'd sign something now. I asked Didi to back me up (I'm a coward after all

), and she came along. He was surrounded by a small crowd very soon, but very polite, siging all the stuff we had for him, patiently having his picture taken with all of us (when did I turn into some pathetic fan?

), and going, "yeah, sure, okay" to everything.
By the time I was back in line, I was officially abdicating of my Egyptian reputation. Seriously, I love Brendan (in a weird non-loving way

), but Devon is sooooooo cute! The way he interacts with Majandra is so sweet, and the fact that he was patiently waiting for us all to get over out childish "let's have a picture taken"-attitude was amazing.
Didi asked him whether Majandra had looked at the basket and book already, and he said yes, took a couple of more picture when we had left him alone, and disappeared into back inside.
About 8:30 pm we were finally inside. The place was tiny, and what I liked best was that people were sitting on the floor, because in Germany, they usually stand, only the stage here was so low that we probably wouldn't have seen a thing.
I went back out to get a t-shirt - yes, I still managed to grab one; after the concert, they were all sold out!

So, at least my mind had its peace and didn't have to dream about it again!
We settled on a step a little away from the stage so that we could oversee it all a little better (and most importantly, there were no heads in front of us.

).
Majandra's performance was amazing, seriously. I do love her music, but seeing her life is something completely different. She moves very easily, in a way that makes it all look very good, but also not overdone.
She started with a new song, "I'm Mad", which is the reason I can't wait for the new CD because her voice was simply breathtaking. I knew she had a good voice, but in that song - she simply played the piano to it - , it was of a whole lot broader range than I had expected it to be.
She also sang "Bruises", "Ski-Ming", "Hell and Bliss", and two other new songs (which you have to ask Didi for the titles for -

It was so funny, Majandra kept saying "this is a new song", and Didi kept screaming all across the place" Title?"

).
Before "Hell and Bliss", she was standing on the other side of the stage, away from the laptop she introduced as "her band"

, and she turned to Devon, who was taking pictures from across of her, saying, "It's you, Toots" (I think), and he switched on the music for her, but it was so cute that she would talk to him.
Yeah, to cut a long story short, the concert was awesome (except for the RoBERT part which started out great but became somewhat creepy, but that's another story), and Majandra still returned to sing "Le Prince Bleu" with RoBERT twice.
We might still have a little surprise for those of you who are interested, but that might still take a little.
Anyway, after the concert we stayed back (try explaining to a French security guy who only speaks French and doesn't even understand you when you are in fact speaking French to him because he is so stubborn that you still have business to do

) to speak to Franck because Zee had lent her pictures of the last Paris concert to him earlier that afternoon. Franck said there might be a spontaneous signing after the concert still, so we stayed.
And there was: we spoke to Franck out in the courtyard before the restaurant the signing was taking place in, and the best part was all the glance people were sneaking at us, like, who are these people, and why are they talking to Franck for so long?

Thank God for Zee, because she managed to ask Franck to ask the security to let us in as the last ones, and together as a group (I take it the security guy did understand French after all, only just when it came from someone he wanted to understand.

).
So, we all went in together, and sang Happy Birthday to her. Didi says she thinks Majandra liked it (well, at least she was smiling). Then she still signed stuff for us, and we had our pictures taken with her.
Again, I think she really is a very cute and very nice person. Despite the fact that she had been under constant stress all day (I guess), she was still all polite and appearing very interested, and talking to all, co-operating with taking picutres, and very attentive, despite all the confusion around her and everyone shouting her name all the time. I think that is very impressive, especially because she remembered to do little things that are highly respectful IMO, like, I think Didi was taking a picture and someone else wanted something from Majandra, and she turned and said, "one second, please", and finished Didi's picture first.
All in all, it was GREAT. Majandra is in fact the way people keep saying she is - very polite and nice and kind and attentive; and definitely worth meeting her, even if it was only for a short time, but the chit-chat we still had with her (details probably coming from Didi later) was interesting because she acted very easily about everything, very natural.
It was definitely worth all the money I spent on the trip.
To cut this short (even though I seriously doubt anyone will have read this far

): the next day we still went sight-seeing the Eiffel tower and the Montmartre with Sacré-Coeur, the cemitery and the Moulin Rouge, and then got back home. Man, were we dead.

But it was soooo cool.
I'll be back with pics later!
P.S.: There is still a few surprises in for you, but not telling anything yet.
