


5 pm: I arrive in front of the hotel. I can see a group of persons waiting for someone.
Obviously, they are here for Kiefer.
Very fast I understand that they are weird people.
They don’t look like Kiefer’s fans, I can feel it. 10 minutes after my arrival,
a car’s coming and is parking in front of the hotel
and suddenly all these people ran after the car.
So I approached, I could see a brown haired woman getting out of the car,
I immediately thought it’s Siobhan, then Kiefer went out of the car.
I couldn’t believe it.
I’ve been here since 10 minutes and I could see Kiefer.
He agreed to sign autograph and pose for pics.
I was so surprise to see him that I hadn’t my camera with me at that moment
but I have a magazine with Kiefer on it.
so I try to get closer from Kiefer and then he looks at me and signs my mag.
Then he says that he has to go and enter the hotel. I’m angry with all these people they were only there to have a pic and really didn’t care about Kiefer.
They were fighting to get closer. What a shame.
So I tell myself I have to meet Kiefer without these paps.
I decide to come back later.
11 pm : After dinner I come back at the hotel. All the paps are gone.
Problem is I don’t know if Kiefer is inside or outside the hotel.
I guess Kiefer is outside having a party somewhere in Paris.
Nobody in the hotel wants to tell me. So I wait with my friend.
We’re waiting for hours, then someone comes to tell us that Kiefer isn’t inside.
We decide to wait for his return.
2 am : All is very quiet and we’re losing hope.
Suddenly, a man goes out of the hotel looking at the floor. I immediately recognized Kiefer. ( in fact he was inside the hotel , people had lied to us ).
I’m coming towards him but he’s walking in the other way, so I call him.
He doesn’t realize first that someone ‘s calling, then he’s turns back, and looks at us smiling.
My friends talk to him, he’s listening to her very carefully but then all I can say is stupid things, like you’re so nice I love your work …
then I ask him for a picture and another autograph “sure” .
Now other people are gathering us and he sign autograph for them, then he says. “Can I have my cig please ?
“ So, we all move back a few yards to leave him alone, but he won’t stay alone very long. Two persons that he obviously knows come to him and they talk for a moment .
I can’t take my eyes off him.
I can’t hear what’s he saying, I want to respect his privacy, but I can see how much he’s speaking moving his hands.
At that moment I check my pic with him, but I can see that it didn’t work well.
Then I can see he has finished his cig and
that his conversation is over so I get closer and I want to ask him another pic, he seems to agree but the woman with him prevent me from doing it.
Then he comes back in the hotel.
TY, Celine!
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