Utopia-yes it really exists

The cinéma-quiet, historic, dark, posters, fun.  Last night I got the opportunity to go to the Utopia an old cinema hidden in a corner near the palais des papes in Avignon.  This was on the top of my list of things to do.  I convinced Margaux and we got into the car and after a major bout of being completely lost and some running sprints later we made it to the Utopia with 2 minutes to spare.  Including a narrow twisting lane of cobblestones with man playing an accordion with a mustache, hmmmm.  I could tell we were in the right place because I saw a large group of old bikes in front of it.  

It's pretty amazing, an old glass building full of history but it's lively as well.  It's the kind of place you go that they are proud that none of they're movies are in 3D, they only have one hall, and you only pay in cash.  And everyone who likes movies goes there; there were old couples, single pregnant ladies, college kids with tattoos and spiked hair, and it seemed to gather the non-frenchies as well. You sink down down into your old velvet chair and you stay there until the credits at the end of the film have rolled on by.  It was ironic because the film we watched was British and it made a few little jabs at Americans during which Margaux made sure to cough and look in my direction.