jeudi 27 octobre 2011

Oh! Amazing!


At the turn in the street... I found a house.
Its colors and its architecture are completely different from other houses,
What can we find behind the small red door?
Dwarfs?
No, it's not the dwarf's house in Snow White
Even if we can read on the front, the word "Children".

The architect seemed to be inspired by another famous monument....

Did you guess?

Yes of course, the Tower of Pisa.

and what is the question?

"How this house can be standing?"

[...]

I don't know...
Just think about it, and send me your hypothesis.

See you soon,
Love

vendredi 21 octobre 2011

Sutton Hoo

It was a trip organized by Dr H.Gittos, in occasion to our medieval class "Anglo-Saxon England". In this module, we have met Bede and Augustin, the conversion, the invasions, also the Vickings... and burials... mouhahahaa



"Overlooking the River Deben, the burial mounds of Sutton Hoo held a secret -a hidden story no-one knew of until a few months before the outbreak of the Second World War. In 1939 an archaelogical excavation revealed the most amazing collectionof treasures, within an impressive Anglo-Saxon burial ship that had lain undisturbed for over 1300 years. The discovery was made by local archaeologist Basil Brown under the watchful eye of landowner Mrs Edith Pretty."

Enjoy the video! (it's my pictures, of course)

See you soon,

Love

dimanche 16 octobre 2011

Question Fondamentale


"Why can I speak quickly in English and without being ashamed, 
when I am in a pub?"

(and I'm not drunk! just a pint...)

samedi 15 octobre 2011

Irma - I know



"I’d like to tell you just a word
I am so sorry to disturb
You make me thinking I’m a fool"


Après une journée assez studieuse... (et oui, il m'arrive de travailler, entre mes épopées londoniennes et mes cours de zumba), petit moment de détente avant d'aller boire un verre à Origins et de se remettre au boulot.

[ Elle s'appelle Irma (tiens, tiens comme mon arrière arrière grand mère...) nous vient du Cameroun accompagnée de sa voix soul et de sa guitare. Son premier album "Letter to the Lord" est sorti il y a quelques jours à peine. Je tiens à remercier Itunes pour me l'avoir fait découvrir. Hihi ]

Je disais donc qu'après une journée à lire L'Etranger de Camus (The Outsider and not The Stranger, chercher l'erreur) et à travailler sur l'Histoire Médiévale de l'Angleterre (The Anglo Saxon England) avec mon très cher ami Bede, qui écrit à son confrère Egbert, qu'il y a des lois à respecter dans la religion et qu'en gros être un Bishop c'est un travail à plein temps (aller prêcher la bonne parole et créer des monastères, mais surtout ne pas être corrompu par la vrai vie: manger, boire, rire et séduire....) et blablabla.

Ben laissez moi vous dire, qu'étudier cette lettre est aussi un travail à plein temps, surtout lorqu'on comprend rien... et qu'on est corrompu par Skype et une maman qui dit "je viens de voir une vidéo de Zumba! G.E.N.I.A.L" oui, oui ben oui, mais Bede si tu lui parles de Zumba et ben, il dit que c'est de la corruption de ton esprit spirituel! ("Eh mum' regarde bien les cours pour Décembre hein?! je passe pas un mois sans Zumba!")

Quant à L'Etranger, c'est pas compliquer le texte c'est des phrases très courtes. "Maman est morte ce matin" (oula ça commence bien..) Le narrateur ne sait jamais rien. Il ne ressent jamais rien. Il fait chaud. Le soleil m'éblouissait et me tapait sur la tête. Il n'a jamais d'avis sur rien. Est ce que tu es amoureux? Je sais pas, surement que non parceque ça veut rient dire.
Non mais gars! réveilles toi s'il te plait! 
Lorsque tu lis se livre, il peut pleuvoir, neiger, venter, tu es réchauffé par la narration qui met toujours en lumière le soleil! 

J'étouffe! 

Oui c'est normal, c'est ce qu'il s'appelle se mettre à la place du personnage principal: s'identifier. (Tiens le titre c'est L'Etranger: ne suis-je pas étrangère à ce pays qu'est l'Angleterre? Si. Mais je ne suis pas étrangère à moi même, contrairement au personnage.) Enfin, Camus est un auteur de l'absurde et il me l'a bien fait ressentir! (Ceci dit je fais peut-être l'andouille, mais j'aime beaucoup cette histoire malgré le style un peu lourd)

D'où l'envie de m'évader en écoutant Irma et sa guitare, qui redonne un peu de douceur dans ce monde de brute. Donc laissez vous emporter pendant 3minutes.


See you soon,

Love

mercredi 12 octobre 2011

London [Exchange Student's Adventure]

Catherine, Unknown, Camille, Lorenz, Giorgos, Yvonne's friend, Yvonne.

Hello Big Ben
                 Nihao Big Ben
                             Bonjouuuur Big Ben (accent Suisse)
                                             Bonjourrr Big Ben (accent Belge)
                                                             Bonjour Big Ben (accent de Poitier)
                                                                            Bonjour Big Ben (accent de Montpellier)
* Morning:

Departure from Canterbury: 6.45am
Arrival to London: 9.20am

A long walk from Victoria Station to the Tate Modern.

Camille had never been to London before, so we decided to show her some famous monuments such as the House of Parliament, Westminster Abbey, and Tower Bridge! She was very impressed, she was starry-eyed, and she had a big smile! ^^
We've met Catherine, one of Giorgos' friend from Switzerland who is doing her Erasmus year in Leicester (and I hope that I can go to Leicester now! HA! Thanks my dear fellow).

Giorgos kept on: "We are in London, guys!!!!!!"
Camille answered: "Ouiiiiiiiiiii!!!! ouahahaaaa! Trooop Bien, Trop Beau, Trop Bon!" (oui, c'est la règle des 3"B")
And the rest of the group: "Shut up Giorgoooooos! hahaha!"


Photo dédiée à Camille qui nous a tanné pour
avoir une photo avec la cabine téléphonique
TOURIIIISTE (euh.... pardooon =D )

Ensuite on a voulu faire une expérience...

À combien de personne peut-on rentré dans une cabine téléphonique?

        Réponse A: 2
        Réponse B: 4
        Réponse C: 6
        Réponse D: 4 et demi plus 1 dehors (enfin 2...)

Ouiii....Réponse D: 4+1+1 (Catherine qui prend la photo!)

(Beaucoup de fou rires)






Nous sommes ensuite arrivé à la Tate moderne (particularité: musée installé dans une usine désaffectée.) It's a museum of modern and contemporary art, contrary to the Tate Britain. At that time, the temporary exhibition is Gerhard Richter (a german painter, famous since 1980's) until the 8th January 2012. I didn't see it, because we didn't have the time, however I'll go back before January!
So, we discovered or rediscovered the permanent exhibitions (some paintings of Rothko, Manet...) named "Material Gestures"; "Poetry and Dream" or "States of Flux"... 

       

              

Ce sont des graines de tournes sol!
Oui comme celles qu'on trouve dans
les sachets et qu'on mange.

Sauf que...

Chaque graine est réalisée à la main:
elles sont en porcelaines! Amazing!


* Lunch Tiiiiiime!

It's a salmon sashimi and I watched
the other sushi on the "mat" yummy

My favourite time of the day! We were in London and we ate...... SUSHIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIS .
J'adooooore les Sushiiis.

[I don't think that it was the best sushi boat of London, but we had a wonderful moment and when we wanted something which was not on the "mat", we pulled the red button and someone ran! "hmmmm I would like this and this and that one and....that's it!"] 
But when we walked to Camden town, I felt as a California Roll.... I mean, you pushed me, I rolled! 


* Afternoon: Camden Town



 Just for all Doc Martens' Lovers. The impressive creation on the front of each building reflects the atmosphere of Camden Town. You can see punks, but if you take a picture of them, you have to pay so, "Be careful". 
It's a big market where you can find everything you want, you can try to haggle, and eat chinese food! "Taste it!" This is the visible part of Camden when you stop at Camden Town Station. If you go into the market (a big maze), you discover the ancient stables:


 I think that Camden Town is one of my favourite place in London!

Crafts
    Amazing
  Market
            Doc Martens
    England
 Noisy



* Conclusion:

All day long, it's been run, run, run
and such a lovely day!


See you soon, 

Love

mercredi 5 octobre 2011

His First Time in London

ENGLAND  
LONDON  

HAMPSTEAD

* Arrival in London: Friday!

I went and picked up Rémy from Gatwick Airport, Friday afternoon,around five.
He discovered the red brick houses of Hampstead, and he was completely lost when he looked on the left before crossing a street. A lot of time, I said "STOOOOP"...... there was a wonderful red bus of London!  If I hadn't say anything, there would have been alot of red stuff everywhere..... Yummy!

Friday evening, I took him to an Indian restaurant Meghna (one of the best) in Hampstead


He tried a medium chicken curry
"Be careful, medium is very spicy... You are not in France..." I said.
"Don't worry I'm okay, It's only medium, not hot...." He answered.

I ordered a chicken with almond and creamy sauce (MILD... because I know Indian people "No spicy, no spicy, no no don't worry"..... Result? Stomachache and fire in the mouth.)

With rice and cheese Papadum. It was very nice!!!!

Rémy???? hahaha He was like the bus.... Red with beads of sweat.


* Saturday:

House of Parliament & Big Ben ---> Westminster Abbey ---> 
Buckingham Palace ---> St Paul Cathedral ---> Tower Bridge.


Rémy met Mr Big Ben, and he was impressed by the majestuosity of Big Ben, and its achitecture (1858).

And as you can see on my pictures, it was sunny.
The sky was blue and Big Ben rang!






Rémy didn't like Buckingam Palace "Aaaaah mais c'est un bloc!" but we saw a squirrel eating from woman's hand! C'est miiiignon!


After that, we made for Tower Bridge!

We walked to the Thames, an amazing view onto the City and Houses of Parliament, but we didn't get on the Eye... Next time!!!!



MIDDAY

We ate ....... FISH & CHIPS!
[Rémy ordered a large Fish & Chips -2 fish- oh are you surprised??! Not me! =)]
We needed strength!


Then, we took a break and had a cup of tea. We wanted a quiet place with a terrace, but along the Thames, it's quite difficult with all of these tourists....

(The First idea was: To find a place where I can pee-pee...HA)

So, we went to OXO, a tower restaurant Chic! but we didn't do it on purpose! We saw all people in suit, sat with champagne (it was 4.30pm) or women with mojito a little bit drank (funnyyy.) We didn't look the part at all. You kow what I mean? We had the privilege to drink our tea on the terrace with a panoramic view of London! Wonderful!!!


Tower Bridge!!!!
A touristic picture

 But with a lot of memoriiies

 <3



 I showed Rémy Piccadilly Circus and Covent Garden.

We found a traditional pub in Endell street.

 Flowers, Trinkets, Trumpets, Tea Pots and  Saucepans

               
                                                                                                                                 
We drank a pint and laughed with an old man because Rémy went upstairs to pee...  it was the Ladies' bathroom...However, I must admit there was no indication on the door.

                                                                                                          
 * Sunday:

"It's time to go..."
-----> Gatwick Airport <-----

(Gatwick Express stopped in the middle of nowhere.... Come on! He has a flight to catch! right now.....)
Fortunately, they arrived on time! "See you soon... snif"
He went through security, she went back to the platform.
"Send me a text when you are on the plane".
30 seconds later... Dring Dring Dring
"Honey, I missed the plane"
"What?! Don't panic I'm coming back!"
She is on one side of security, he is on the other side.
"Come on! pick up, pick up!" "Vous êtes bien sur la messagerie de... Rosi Rémy... Veuill....." 
"Shut up!"
The battery was flat.
[Scénario Catastrophe... ACTION! ]

 'Excuse me, sir, I have a problem... my boyfriend missed his plane to Montpellier, he is on the other side of security and he doesn't speak English, can I go through please?' she said, with one of her best smiles.
'No Miss, I'm sorry but you can't! where is he?' said the security guard who looked like a cowboy.
'There....'
'I'm sorry but he has to find the infomation desk and he can't come back'
'I told you that he doesn't speak English...'
' I'm looking for my colleague, she is going to explain to you what you can do.'

She began to feel anxious, started trembling... Rémy, looked at her desperately...

- Hi Miss, What can I do for you?

She explained again her problem and she heard the same thing... "what's the matter with me?!"

She began to cry and she didn't understand anything of what the lady said.

- Stooooop I don't... understand.... you, I ...pp..panic, and I want... ttt...to be with my boyfriend!
- okay, I'm looking for a French colleague, don't panic, everything will be alright." she said with a soft voice.
 Here we are! I had to cry, to get heard!


 Rendez vous to the Easy Jet information desk. Reservation for the next flight to Montpellier. Tomorrow? (Monday) 12.40pm.

One more day. Return to Hampstead
We had dinner with Daniel. (Thanks a lot angel, love!)

6.00 am Monday morning
Hampstead ---> Victoria Station ---> Coach at 7.30am (for me) ---> Gatwick (for him, he was at 8.am in Gatwick.... hahaha)

When he arrived in Montpellier, Rémy bought a method to learn English. He is decided to learn and speak English! Every night, he works for 1 hour.

A week end with a lot of discoveries and decisions. <3


See you soon,

Love.

lundi 3 octobre 2011

Sport Week 1

Vous ne connaissiez pas?
J'ai testé pour vous! 

En plus c'est la Zumba Toning! J'appréhendais un petit peu, car le nom est un peu barbare. Bon le concept: danser en rythme avec des poids dans les mains, refaire ce que fait la prof et surtout être COORDONNE!
Le résultat? Mes impressions? 
Grosse Blague! 
Imaginez vous, une Louise au fond de la salle, face à un miroir -mais en prenant soin de rester derrière la fille de devant- entrain d'essayer de coordonner ses mouvements (bras & jambes). 

To the left, to the right...

Ah Zut c'était à droite...
Rooo non c'était main gauche et pied droit...
Je ne sais pas danser, c'est une évidence. 

Donc voilà j'ai énormément rigolé... de moi bien sur! 
Mais je compte bien continuer et m'améliorer.

Très physique.


YOGA

"C'est tous des charlatants"
Des aprioris?
J'ai testé pour vous!

Et ben après la dinde, j'ai fait le flamant rose. Une position très agréable. C'est "un sport" qui fait tout travailler et qui repose en même temps. J'ai vraiment été transportée dans le monde zen et sans stress, ça faisait longtemps que ça ne m'était pas arrivé! Donc j'y retourne toutes les semaines pour évacuer toutes mes pensées criminelles contre mes housemates (It's a joke...)


BODY ZONE

Qu'es aquò?
J'ai eu mal pour vouuuus!

En gros ça fait travailler toutes les parties du corps (les jambes, le buste, les bras). 
La phrase préférée de la prof c'est "Up... Down... Up... Down.... Stay stay stay...." pas difficile à comprendre mais difficile à tenir! Et ça 45min.
Hiiiiiiiiiiiiii, j'aiii maaaal

Un peu répétitif pas très rigolo mais bon, une fois par semaine ça fait du bien !


CA DEFOUUUUULEEEuh



See you tomorrow, 

New adventures,

Love

Leed's Castle



It was a wonderful day! 

On the Sunday after the Welcome Ball,  so "sunglasses welcome!"

We arrived around eleven with 10 buses for all the Erasmus students.

On the bus...
Blabla bla blablaaaa
haahaahaaa
CLick!!

We got lost in the maze, we laughed, we jumped and wevisited the castle.





We met different kinds of birds like parrots, peacocks, budgerigars ...
Yes, in England there are exotic birds!







 We also saw a turkey running after geese...

What's up?



We also discovered Jennifer's underwears, when she jumped...
(No... It's private! so "NO PHOTO")



The Castle???




Oh yes... It was a really nice castle "The Loveliest Castle in the World"
(http://www.leeds-castle.com/land.php
The castle was built by Robert de Crèvecoeur (argh ce nom...!)in the 12th century, in Kent.

Henry VIII transformed it for his wife, (which one? ha!) Catherine of Aragon!
Elizabeth I, visited the jail. (She was imprisoned before her coronation.)


***
 After some laughters, many pictures, the visit, a bit of culture (hum), one more jumping...

Return to the bus at 4.30pm.

On the bus...
Blabla....ZzZ

ZZzzzZzzZzZzZzzzZZzzzzZ

Wakey, Wakey!

 Here we are...

Where?

Canterbury, Darwin college!

Tout le monde descend!

See you soon,

Love.