British Expressions!

Un peu de culture ne vous fera pas de mal!

"It's raining cats and dogs!"____ "Il pleut comme vache qui pisse!" ou "Il pleut des cordes!"

"A storm in a teacup"____ Une tempête dans un verre d'eau.

"Bob’s your uncle!"____ "Et voilà le travail !"

"To cost an arm and a leg" ____ "Coûter les yeux de la tête" 

"To go pear-shaped" ____ "Partir en sucette"

"To put something on the back burner" ____ "Remettre quelque chose à plus tard"  

"To wind somebody up" ____ "Énerver quelqu'un"

"Hooray Henry"____  "Un fils à papa"

"yah" ____ "Bourge"

"Bottoms up! / Down it!"____ "Cul sec!"

Si vous en connaissez d'autres, n'hésitez pas!!!

See you soon, 

Love

St Valentin

Soirée St Valentin....

N'ayant pas ou n'étant pas avec un Valentin, nous avons décidé de passer une soirée à être le Valentin ou la Valentine de l'autre!
On a Gossipé.... Notre activité favorite... ^^
et... on a mangéééé INDIEN! Mais non pas UN Indien... ROoooo... quoique...

La petite histoire de cette soirée: 2 Valentines et 1 livreur!

Nous avons eu un plat en plus et GRATIIIIS. Dingue, n'est-ce-pas? 

Ben oui, ils nous avaient compté 2 chicken korma alors qu'il n'y en avait qu'un seul, et quand le livreur a annoncé le prix on a dit "Euuuuh... No there is a problem..." [oui parceque nous avions calculé la somme exacte avant! Pas bête les Guêpes!]

Donc, il nous répond "oh okay, no problem, no problem!"

Il nous donne le sac, mais SANS retirer le plat en plus... Etonnées, on attend un peu. Le livreur rentre dans sa voiture et part...
On a gagné un plat en plus!!!! (chouette demain midi, Indien!) 

On se régale, nos papilles sont en éveil [AAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHH oui elles sont très en EVEIL, PIMENT, PIMENT, PIMENT....bois de l'eau, euh non! manges du pain!! Louise, on t'a jamais dit qu'il ne fallait pas croquer dans un 'truc' vert de forme allongée, qui ressemble bizarrement à du piment? Ben si, je me suis fait la réflexion, mais j'avais déjà mis la chose dans ma bouche...]

[Et ouiiii ca m'arrive souvent de réfléchir après: comme lorsque je fais la vaisselle, que je pose mon assiette en équilibre, et que je me dis 'Mais noooon ca va ten...' Cassée! Je sais de qui je tiens....]

Enfin, pour finir, grosse 'marrade' sur le site laphotocabine.com d'où cette magnifique photo Spéciale St Valentin, sans Valentin... donc c'était une Spéciale St ValentinE !!! (et la parité des sexes!!!! non mais!) Ceci dit ce n'est pas la seule photo de la soirée.... 

[On ne change pas une équipe qui gagne: Cam' & Loù.]

See you soon!

Love

* Retrouvailles

[...Reunion...]

[...FUN...]

                

[...Love...]

[...Friendship...]

See you soon,

Love

Snow in Canterbury

The Cathedral wears her white coat!

The Snow Man (1921)

One must have a mind of winter
To regard the frost and the boughs
Of the pine-trees crusted with snow;

And have been cold a long time
To behold the junipers shagged with ice,
The spruces rough in the distant glitter

Of the January sun; and not to think
Of any misery in the sound of the wind,
In the sound of a few leaves,

Which is the sound of the land
Full of the same wind
That is blowing in the same bare place

For the listener, who listens in the snow,
And, nothing himself, beholds
Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

Wallace Stevens

From the window

[I'm studying Wallace Stevens, that's why I chose and copied this poem.
I also have an oral presentation on Tuesday (I will present 'Sunday Morning') so, fingers crossed]


See you soon,

Love

Eléonore's Fifteenth

* SURPRIIIIISE *

[with a lot of LIES]

I'm back for her Birthday (and Rémy's Birthday too but it wasn't a surprise for him) 

It was very difficult to keep the secret, that's why a few people knew... and others didn't.... 

When I arrived at home at 2pm with Rémy, Elé had a class until 5pm, so perfect to prepare crêpes and to buy a present!

[Lie N°1]

Before leaving, I put on her desk a Birthday card in the envelope as if I posted it from Canterbury... I wanted to be back home around 6pm. 

[Elé you must know that your bag wasn't easy to find!!!]

 PAUSE:

* Rémy had a cup of tea and scones and I, a chocolate!

We met Mum after school and: 

[Lie N°2]

I said to her to go back home first, and when I will rang the bell, so Mum needed to invent an excuse compelling Eléonore to open the door....

[...]

"...What...are you... doing here????!!!!!" said Eléonore

MOUHAHAHAHAHA

A fantastic Friday night, with bubbles, 'lapin à la moutarde et purée' cooked by Papou, and crêpes!

* Saturday:

Noon: Paëlla, cooked by Mamina (wonderful), and... Crêpes.

Afternoon: Tournois des VI Nations ---> France-Italie (30-12)

                                                               Ecosse-Angleterre (6-13)

Evening: Bowling with Aubin... And I lost again... even if I had 3'strikes' (but after a strike, I always got 0.... haha) and Rémy & Aubin laughed .... ^^

* Sunday:

HAPPY BIRTHDAY Rémyyyyy! <3
We went to Sausstown.
And... We ate..... CRÊPES again with Papé, Tata, Maïta, Jean-Louis (enfin Moumoune pour Elé...) Fred, Céline et Mathilde, (qui nous a beaucoup fait rire!)

FULL_____ FULL_____FULL_____ FULL_____ FULL (de crêpes)

It was a fantastic week end hihi!

See you soon,

Love

Deal

          

[ I went to Deal this week end. ]

Blue sky, 

Shining sun, 

and calm sea

welcomed me.

Boys joined me in Hight Street, 

and we went to Water Street. 

I discovered their new family house which is wonderful, and very "cosie" (with the english accent), 

They showed me around the house (basement, first floor, and second floor)

I said: "Trop Beaaaauuuuuuu"

and they showed me my bedroom....

I felt like the "Princess and the Pea" as I said!

[All people who saw the bedroom, said exactly the same thing]

Then,

LUNCH TIME

and we went out walking to smell fresh air in the front of the sea.

On pebbles, some ships sleep waiting for the waves come and lap against their hull.

One, is named "Julie" and I can't help thinking to my Bestfriend and my dear Gwada'!

Dear fishermen, your little houses in front of the sea are so cute!

When you walk, you only see the back of the houses,

And when you have the curiosity to looking for what is hidden on the front, 

You discover a fish and a flag dancing on the door under the shining sun!

 It was not the miraculous draught of fishes!!!

[Night: in the Princess and the Pea's bed, but contrary to the Princess,

I didn't have any pains... Conclusion: I'm not a Princess ^^ ]

The following day was completely opposed to Friday, it was cold, rainy and....
I had to read Ezra Pound's poems and essay to prepare my seminar,

Until, James Joyce knocked on the door with his masterpiece Ulysses

"ENJOY!"

I was saved by Daniel & Martin's friends who came to have a drink

They were horrified when they saw that I have to read this book,

Telling me that I needed a lot of courage! 

However I was consolated by "bubbles" and a wonderful roasted chicken (with roasted potatoes, Brussels sprout and broccoli) prepared by Daniel

And a fantastic crumble with chocolate and pears cooked by Martin.

Sunday I arrived at 3pm in Canterbury, driven back home by Daniel.

Thank you sooooo much Angels, 

I was glad to see you

My week-end in 3 words:
"Recharging my batteries"

<3

See you soon,

Love

Crêpes Night

 

 J'ai eu une idée...
Faire découvrir les crêpes salées à Helen (anglaise) et Jochen (allemand).

Donc avec Camille on a décidé de faire des crêpes salées et sucrées 

Nous voilà entrain de préparer les pates à crêpes et les ingrédients qu'on y mettra dedans.

How to make a crêpe?

"Easy peasy"

 Sauf le pliage...

On leur a montré une fois et après ils ont pratiqué!

Ca a donné des crêpes à moitié pliées, avec des formes atypiques ou trop farcies!!!
C'était très rigolo,
ils ont apprécié.

&

Nous?
On était raviiiiiie

Eux?
Heureux d'avoir fait cette découverte

[Can I have the receipe?]

A Refaire...

On a juste eu envie de partager un peu de gastronomie car, en général, tous le monde est d'accord sur ca!
C'est mieux que de partager des canettes vides et une boite à pizza dans la douche (d'ailleurs eux, n'étaient pas conviés... Non mais!)

See you soon !

Love

Les joies du partage....

Hier soir:
Une canette de bière (vide) s'est retrouvée dans les toilettes comme par enchantement


Ce matin:
Une boite à pizza, dans la douche


Je crois qu'Agatha Christie va devoir résoudre The murderer of Canterbury.

[What am I suppose to do?]
PFFF

The Iron Lady

 

I'm back!

Yesterday I went to the cinema to watch "The Iron Lady" by Phyllida Lloyd, telling the story of Margaret Thatcher, the Prime Minister of the United Kingdom from 1979 to 1990. She was the leader of the conservative party. I didn't know this figure of the English politic, or I mean that I just knew her name.

The story is told through Margaret Thatcher's memories: the film opens on the old Iron Lady who is assisted by the housekeeper, I guess and by her daughter. So the film shows the life of a young woman who decides to make politic such as her father and who leaves her father's grocery to enter at Oxford University. She is the first woman to be sat on the rows of Parliament. The film depicts her lust for power which leads her to her own fall!
After that she always remains dignified and with her legendary authority which gives her the name of "Iron Lady".
However we discover a sick and a tired woman who thinks that her husband is still alive while he is dead... She has hallucinations and she is abandoned by her son.

The main actress of this movie is Meryl Streep who is awesome! First by a wonderful transformation due to her make up, and by her capacity to embody a famous political figure who was liked and hated at the same time. She perfectly moves like Margaret Thatcher, she speaks like her, she imitates her gestures and her expressions. She is one of my favourite actress! She plays different kinds of role comic ("Mamma mia"; "Julie & Julia") or strict ("The Devil wears Prada") and tragic with the Iron Lady. (dealing with irony which sometimes leads to comic)

Now, I know why Margaret Thatcher was at the same time loved and hated by people.
[I was sat next to a blind man... yes I know, it's weird... and he seemed to love Margaret Thatcher because he always hummed the patriotic songs and sometimes he murmured a little "Yeah Maggie!"... He ate nuts, but the problem was that he had to take his nuts in a little box, so I kept a look on that box which wobbled on the shelf and quietly., I held it to avoid that nuts falled on the floor....] 

So Go and Watch it !!! ****
But avoid the blind person ^^ 

[It's just a joke, I don't hate blind people, don't worry!]

After the "Iron Man", the "Iron Lady" !!!

[The film "the Iron Lady" is better!]

See you soon,

Love.

* * * * =)

16th December:

Last Hours in Canterbury, and the Sky brings us his Christmas present in advance...

It's SNOWING!

Excursion Fantastique

"Parce qu'on a dansé la Macaréna devant la devanture de E.A.T en plein milieu de Canterbury!"


[Les serveurs nettoyaient avec la Macaréna en musique de fond...]

{And the winners are Camille, Giorgos & Moi même}

Et nous voilà entrain de rire comme des baleines!
Nos fous rires, nous tueront un jour...

<3

A Wonderful Surprise!

* Saturday 26th September, 1:40pm

I decided to check my parcels and letters to Darwin's reception, and I saw my name on the list!

Who sent me a package?

JULIE, my Best Friend.

My first reaction: I laughed a lot, because M&M's and the Saucisson are our philosophy! And your postcard was so cuuuute... Thank you so muuuuch my dear!

I was so happy and I wanted to share this present with all of you.
I will never forget this magic moment!

I love you & I miss you, I'm longing to see you again and to have a pyjama night with M&M's, Saucisson, Romantic movies, Gossip, and Laughs! <3


P.S: Je te réponds très vite, et je compte bien t'appeler sur Skype aussi ça fait trop longtemps à mon goût.

Girly London

A wonderful week end 100% girl!
            - Walking,
            - Shopping,
            - Indian Food,
            - Cine (Breaking Down...),
            - Carrot cake, cheese cake and crumble!

* Winter Wonderland in Hyde Park:

Cam' and I, met Rodolphe... no... he was not a billionaire who bought us all the shoes in Clarks! He was a reindeer... Santa Claus's reindeer! 

"Rudolph the Red-Nosed Reindeer
Had a very shiny nose,
And if you ever saw it,
You would even say it glows.
All of the other reindeer
Used to laugh and call him names;
They wouldn't let poor Rudolph
Join in any reindeer games."

 Then we met Snowman, who was so happy:

Do you know the reasons of his smile?
The good weather?
The ice-rink?
The two girls?
His friends?
or maybe he is drunk?

Ask him... oups he is dumb... what did you expect with a sunny weather?
If he was a real snowman, he could be dead...



Chocolate pancakes and we met the child who didn't want to grow up... Peter Paaaaaan !

We were his Wendy just for a moment but Tinkerbell was jealous, and permitted us to give him a kiss on his cheek. ^^ (fairy tale)

Rabbits and birds were agreed: nightingales sang, squirels jumped, and fieldmice danced in the leaves.

 
* Oxford Street:

Christmas Magic!

The windows of the shop are amazing, very sophisticated and impressive.
White is the main color, wood the main material and lights illuminate the street!

After to have dinner (indian food... and where? Yes Meghna, the best Indian!), we went to Covent Garden meeting up with my friends Amélie, Delphine & Marion to have a drink. They studied to King's College in London, we talked a lot, and compared our life in England! A very nice time with you!

* Hampstead:

The following day, we visited Hampstead: a wonderful and magic area... you cross the main street with the noise of cars and people and then, you are in a quiet place as if you were in a bubble isolated from the world. Open your eyes, and have a look:

 Hampstead and its secrets:

En France, on a "Attention aux cerfs", ici on a "Attention papi & mami sont en balade"

La rosée du matin tisse sa toile

Hampstead est tellement beau que ce monsieur en
à perdu la tête

          

Le Père Noël ne pourrait pas passer par ces
cheminées en zig-zag.

 After our walk in Hampstead, we went to cinema and watched Breaking Dawn Part I, hummm.... not a very good film... and... return to Canterbury!

A wonderful week end with my Cam' !


See you soon

Love

Cupcakes

Every Wednesday, she is coming with her cupcakes on campus.

Oréo & Vanilla 

Strawberry
Vanilla
Chocolate & Vanilla


Cupcakes are American and not English (thank you Martin)
But these ones are sooooo cuuute! 

And Hand made in Kent

*.Sugar Cube Cupcakes.*

(have a look on her website)

It's Kentastic!

See you soon,

Love

Part II: London (november)

 Here we are! News adventures

* Friday evening:

Pub and we came back to our Indian restaurant "Meghna"; and the waiters recognized us! "Oh are you  French? You already came here, uh?" haha it was very funny!

* OLD STREET TO BRICK LANE

When you are in London, there are some rules to respect:
    

1. Open your eyes and Close your ears,
2. Have your camera and Take pictures,
3.Don't be afraid and walk in straight streets.

So Saturday, we walked from Old Street to Brick Lane. At the beginning I indicated the wrong direction to Rémy, so we went off in exactly the opposite direction, I didn't turn on my GPS. ^^
We saw some tags and in particular, squirrels... English looove squirrels! And my Sushi had an appointment with a female, but I think that she didn't come... You know why!

For Mum's great pleasure, we met a monstrous cockroach who dominated a part of the district. 

Then we found Brick Lane! 

Brick Lane is a street in London's Bengali district. The architecture is from the 18th century, the first Bengalis to live in this area were sailors. We can find different shops such as food, spices, and sarees, but also shop specialized in vintage clothes and objects.

* The Food!
Around 1pm, we were hungry... a lot of good smells of food circulated in the sreet and entered in our nostrils: spices, corriander, curry, chinese food, african food, mexican food, spanish food... all countries were represented. After a walk, we discovered a large shed, with different stands where people encouraged you to try their meal and wanted to convince you to buy a container (only £4!!!)

"Try, Try, it is verrrrry goood"

they said, offering a fork with a piece of meat.

Rémy was hesitant because in France, it is not common to call out someone to taste a meal... or maybe, the sunday on the market....

The we took the direction of Camden Town, which is a huge market from Chalk Farm to Camden High Street (I already talked about this market in "London [Exchange Student's Adventure]") with the impressive creation on the front of each building.

We came in CyberDog (Cliquez sur le nom!) a futurist fashion shop. To describe this place in some words, it is:
- Impressive,
- Dark
- Loud music (very louuuud)
- The salesperson were dressed with wild type clothes, very flashy, with odd accessorizes (just have a look on their web site...)

-You can't take picture..... Grr

But.....

I STOLE A PICTURE!!!

It was a kind of mirror with lights... something useless... but funny!

 

Finally, we walked from Camden to Hampstead, exhausted... so we had a rest at home before going to the Pub: The Holly Bush.

A very nice pub, where we had pints... and where we ate... ("La malbouffe Anglaise déconstruite....NOW! )

 Nothing special in Rémy's meal, except that it is Kentish meat, and very good potatoes.

 I took a beef pie which the "tourte" in French. I think that we can named this meal the shepherd's pie (Martin? do you agree?) with mashed potatoes, and green beans. (uh... I like crunchy beans... but mine... were very crunchy and so, raw.... that was only the negative point ^^ )

[Next time I'll try a baked potatoe, another english speciality]

  

So we finished our night in the pub.


Sunday morning airport for him, Coach Station for me, after a big breakfast at Gail's!
Yummy!

See you later,

Love

Soon...

Prochains articles:

* Londres avec Rémy Partie II
* The English Cupcakes

Restez bien connectés!

Je vous promets pleins de jolies photos, laissez moi juste le temps de finir mon Essay de Litté......

ET CONTINUEZ À LAISSER DES COMMENTAIRES, MEME POUR LES PLUS TIMIDES.... CA ME FERA ENORMEMENT PLAISIIIIR!!!!!!

Laundry

Non ma chambre n'est pas en bazar! 

J'ai fait mes lessives -£2.50/lessive- parceque bon, ben obligé n'est ce pas?
1. pour les draps et torchons
2. pour le blancs
3. pour les autres couleurs.

Pourquoi ma chambre est dans cet état là?

Parceque je n'ai pas eu le temps cette semaine de faire mes lessives puisque j'avais mon magnifique essay d'histoire à faire! J'ai donc décidé de faire mes lessives aujourd'hui! Donc je prends mon linge et vais à l'autre bout du batiment... Pratique, oui je sais! Pendant le trajet, je regarde derrière moi si je n'ai pas laissé tomber une de mes petites culottes... Non c'est bon!
Aller c'est parti pour les machines, je reviens dans 40min en espérant que quelqu'un ne m'ait pas piqué mes affaires...
40min plus tard, le moment fatidique! J'ai mes affaires sauf que je n'ai plus qu' £1... oups... petit coup d’œil au dryer, parfait c'est pile le montant!
Je mets en priorité mes draps car je voudrais bien dormir dans un lit sec et propre ce soir, et je reviens1h après.
Je sors mon linge.... IL EST HUMIDE, et même MOUILLE à certains endroits...
Je prends mon porte feuille en panique en espérant qu'1 petit £ soit apparu pendant l'heure écoulée... sauf que... ben NON... et évidemment personne dans la laundry, alors je vais toquer chez mes potes pour essayer de gratter £1..... PERSONNE.

Donc Louise, prends tes affaires, rentre chez toi, et fais un remake de "j'habite dans une caravane, et je joue de la guitare...LoléLoleY... LoléLoleY..." [je tiens à préciser que je n'ai évidemment rien contre les Gitans]

Mes sous-vêtements ne sont plus un secret pour personne! [non les plus jolis sont rangés! donc encore un peu de mystère...]

Ayez un peu de compassion pour la Louise, étudiante chez les Anglais qui utilisent les sèche-linges qui ne sèchent pas!

See you later,

Love

Mr Autumn

Mr Autumn knocks on the door. 

Miss Clock puts the hands back an hour.
Mr Autumn loses its leaves. 

Miss Clock calls the night earlier. 

A rainbow of color comes into the landscape.
The hands of the clock slow down but 

The flames grow up and dance in the chimney

To let the cold outside and waiting for Mr Winter.

Keep your hats, your scarves, and your gloves!

And your umbrella for those who are in England!

See you soon,

Love.

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

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

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...)

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

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