Ever since I started working, weekends have been used solely for the purpose of lazing around and gathering up energy for the next week. It isn’t easy being back to work after years of being absence. Whenever I get too intense or tired at work, I just don’t have the energy to go out during the weekends which is why I prefer to stay at home, read books and watch my favourite series while sipping home brewed coffee.
While this is OK for some weekends, sometimes there is this urge to go out with a friend, simply sit at a cafe or at least do something (that doesn’t involve a lot of energy!). So last weekend, I found that there was going to a French Film Festival in my hometown.
You know those subscriptions e-mails that you hardly ever read? Well for some unknown reason I decided to open an e-mail from IFI, Institut Français d’Indonésie. And lo and behold! It was an information on this film festival. I immediately decided that I would go, whether someone would come with me or not.
I decided to ask Firsta, and she excitedly agreed to come with me. We decided to come an hour early just in case we had to “fight” to get a seat. It turned out when I arrived first at IFI and the gate was still closed, there seemed to be no one but a caretaker. I asked him about the film festival and he simply shrugged to say that the place is closed on a Saturday and there was nothing planned except for an organic market in an hour time. Here I was ready to socialize on a weekend only to find myself being turned down at the first try. Since I couldn’t get in and Firsta was still on her way, I managed to find a spot under a tree (Yogya was so hot that day!) and tried to calm my disappointment.
Not long after that, Firsta arrived, her calm and collected self made me feel a little better. She suggested we wait inside a nearby cafe and try again in 45 minutes. We had cakes and chatted a little, it was nice that we got some time to chat.
After 45 minutes and hoping, the gate was finally opened and the caretaker beamed at us saying “Ah you were right! There is a film festival after all!”. There were already some people arriving, we got our tickets and waited to be called inside.
There is a small theatre inside IFI, I have been there once to watch a piano concert. The place is also perfect for a little cinema set up. We watched a movie called Victoria, about a woman who has a thriving career, a complicated love life and an opportunist of an ex-husband. She accepted a case from a friend of hers and during the course of this case she had to deal with her mental health. It was such a great movie and we both enjoyed it. I would recommend it to you too!
There were two more movies lined up for the day but my energy was already spent for one. Firsta and I said our see you laters and we both head home.
What a lovely weekend! These days, it is really easy for me to shut myself off from people and just cave into my own private hole at home. Doing so has of course done good for me but sometimes it is good to go out and be with people who are positive and able to appreciate the same things as you.