Tuesday, August 26, 2008
Friday, August 1, 2008
Quand Il Faut Partir
It is the last evening of my stay here in Besancon, France. I feel quite sad now, listening to French music, getting amazing French pastry recipes, and chatting with Randi who used to be just across the hallway some couple weeks ago.
When I look back (which is the thing to do right now, I guess) there is an awful lot of things I have done.
I have improved my French from "Don't speak" to "Can't stop talking", I have traveled to 4 big cities in France and 7 local places in Franch-Comte.
I would always joke about my family having a cow in the basement of which we have been eating everything ever since I came. Consider this: cow cheeks, liver, intestine, heart, and of course meat too.
I got to try the regional cheeses (Comte, Concoillote, Morbier, Chevre) and sausages (Morteau, Merguez) and got sick after eating one of them.
I fell in love with French pastry: pain au chocolat, pain aux amandes, tuils aux amandes, creme de caramel, creme brule, petits gateaux, etc.
I learned how to cross a street without almost looking and many other things (see down there).
I fell in love and definitely will be leaving a part of my heart in France.
Au revoir, j'espere. France, je t'aime.
When I look back (which is the thing to do right now, I guess) there is an awful lot of things I have done.
I have improved my French from "Don't speak" to "Can't stop talking", I have traveled to 4 big cities in France and 7 local places in Franch-Comte.
I would always joke about my family having a cow in the basement of which we have been eating everything ever since I came. Consider this: cow cheeks, liver, intestine, heart, and of course meat too.
I got to try the regional cheeses (Comte, Concoillote, Morbier, Chevre) and sausages (Morteau, Merguez) and got sick after eating one of them.
I fell in love with French pastry: pain au chocolat, pain aux amandes, tuils aux amandes, creme de caramel, creme brule, petits gateaux, etc.
I learned how to cross a street without almost looking and many other things (see down there).
I fell in love and definitely will be leaving a part of my heart in France.
Au revoir, j'espere. France, je t'aime.
Thursday, July 31, 2008
Avenue Champs-Elysees
It seems to me that there is no need to elaborate on the description of this avenue. It is the beating heart of Paris, where you can find clothes worth thousand euros, food, but also the Arc de Triomph on one end and Louvre on the other.
Saturday, July 12, 2008
Chocolat, Chocolat, Chocolat...
I know that I will be going of the sequence (I mean the Paris sequence here) but I thought that I would have to share my photos with all the chocolate lovers! With our class, we went to visit a Chocolatier (the one who makes chocolate) and believe me, it was unbelievable! Above is the process, below the results.
Thursday, July 10, 2008
The American Bicycle
So it happened, I spent a week riding bicycles with my family. As we rode our bikes for 30 K a day, my transmission began to make some funny sounds. My dad tried to fix it (he just didn't see that he was tightening my breaks instead of the transmission wire), but for some reason's to him unknown, it would not get better (well, at least the breaks became more sensitive ;)
Well, so we are riding through this really nice field with flowers around and my transmission keeps clicking without a break. And now my aunts rides up to me and says, 'Why are you changing gears all the time?' Well I did not know I was changing them, in fact they were changing without me doing anything! So, I am explaining this to my aunts and she goes, 'Well, you have to have it the American way, don't you?' So yes, I had an American bike with fully automatic transmission, anybody's jealous?
PS: My dad eventually managed to tighten the right wire one day before the vacation ended.
Well, so we are riding through this really nice field with flowers around and my transmission keeps clicking without a break. And now my aunts rides up to me and says, 'Why are you changing gears all the time?' Well I did not know I was changing them, in fact they were changing without me doing anything! So, I am explaining this to my aunts and she goes, 'Well, you have to have it the American way, don't you?' So yes, I had an American bike with fully automatic transmission, anybody's jealous?
PS: My dad eventually managed to tighten the right wire one day before the vacation ended.
Nice Blague
So I decided to write something funny in here, well, maybe not really, but I'll try.
So this happened when we went to Monaco on our Nice trip at the end on June. Brandon, Anna, and I went for a walk and all the sudden I saw this bronze statue of woman in a little park, so I jokingly tell Brandon, 'There is someone waiting for you there, Brandon.'
Anna: 'Who is it?'
Me: 'It's that girl over there in the park'
Brandon (after looking at the green statue): 'But she is green!'
Anna: 'She's been waiting for too long...'
Oh well, so i just thought that this could make some people laugh, maybe not... It's short anyways.
:)
So this happened when we went to Monaco on our Nice trip at the end on June. Brandon, Anna, and I went for a walk and all the sudden I saw this bronze statue of woman in a little park, so I jokingly tell Brandon, 'There is someone waiting for you there, Brandon.'
Anna: 'Who is it?'
Me: 'It's that girl over there in the park'
Brandon (after looking at the green statue): 'But she is green!'
Anna: 'She's been waiting for too long...'
Oh well, so i just thought that this could make some people laugh, maybe not... It's short anyways.
:)
Tuesday, June 24, 2008
"Safe" in Paris
Well, I thought that I would share some rather unbelievable story - but it's truth - before I forget it and also before I post some more pictures :).
For those who don't think that God exists, here is a proof:
During my Paris trip, I happened to be right in front of Cathedral Notre Dame. It is a very big gothic cathedral with a big square in front of it. On that day (Sunday) there was a concert going on in the evening and so the area was full of chairs. As I tried to get the best shot of the beautiful building without anyone standing in front of me, I walked all the way to the last row of chairs and placed myself very close to the chairs (this is a very important fact).
And so I was taking my picture all calm, happy that nobody's head was in it. And all the sudden, this guy comes running in with bunch of police men, pointing at my feet! None of the men looked very calm and they seemed to hurry to my feet, so I got scared that my feet did something bad and stepped a bit to the side.
Well, I also looked at the stone tiles on the ground and I could not believe what I saw. There was a small (4-5 inch tall) cylinder-shaped metal-ish thing, filled with something and closed off with clay. And, yes, the French word for bomb sounds much like the English one and I could hear that from both the guy and the policemen.
This all happened really fast, and right after, the policemen began clearing out the area.
So all summed up: My foot could have been a foot far from a bomb. I know that it was God's will that I didn't step into it, or kick it, and that the bomb didn't blow up. But, wherever God is, I am safe and I know that God has been here with me in France; wherever I go, he is there.
For those who don't think that God exists, here is a proof:
During my Paris trip, I happened to be right in front of Cathedral Notre Dame. It is a very big gothic cathedral with a big square in front of it. On that day (Sunday) there was a concert going on in the evening and so the area was full of chairs. As I tried to get the best shot of the beautiful building without anyone standing in front of me, I walked all the way to the last row of chairs and placed myself very close to the chairs (this is a very important fact).
And so I was taking my picture all calm, happy that nobody's head was in it. And all the sudden, this guy comes running in with bunch of police men, pointing at my feet! None of the men looked very calm and they seemed to hurry to my feet, so I got scared that my feet did something bad and stepped a bit to the side.
Well, I also looked at the stone tiles on the ground and I could not believe what I saw. There was a small (4-5 inch tall) cylinder-shaped metal-ish thing, filled with something and closed off with clay. And, yes, the French word for bomb sounds much like the English one and I could hear that from both the guy and the policemen.
This all happened really fast, and right after, the policemen began clearing out the area.
So all summed up: My foot could have been a foot far from a bomb. I know that it was God's will that I didn't step into it, or kick it, and that the bomb didn't blow up. But, wherever God is, I am safe and I know that God has been here with me in France; wherever I go, he is there.
Wednesday, June 18, 2008
La Defense
La Défense is a major business district for the city of Paris. The district is at the westernmost extremity of Paris' 10-km long Historical Axis, which starts at the Louvre in Central Paris and continues along the Champs-Élysées, well beyond the Arc de Triomphe before culminating at La Défense.
Around its 100-metre (330 ft)-high Grande Arche and esplanade ("le Parvis"), the district holds many of the Paris urban area's tallest high-rises. With its 77.5 acres, its 72 glass-and-steel slick buildings including 14 high-rises above 150 metres (490 ft), its 150,000 daily workers and 3.5 million square metres (37.7 million sq ft) of office space, La Défense is one of Europe's largest Business Districts.
La Grande Arche
Stairs
Garden from the future
Thousands of windows (Bill Gates would love this ;)
Paris - un reve modern
Montmartre
Montmartre is a hill which is 130 metres high, and also the name of the surrounding district, in the north of Paris. It is primarily known for the white-domed Basilica of the Sacré Cœur on its summit. The other, older, church on the hill is Saint Pierre de Montmartre, which claims to be the location at which the Jesuit order of priests was founded. Many artists had studios or worked around the community of Montmartre such as Salvador Dalí, Claude Monet, Pablo Picasso and Vincent van Gogh.
Old man and his paintings...
Basilique du Sacre Coeur
Stairs of Paris...
Have you ever tried to make a car out of Scotch Tape?
Old man and his paintings...
Basilique du Sacre Coeur
Stairs of Paris...
Have you ever tried to make a car out of Scotch Tape?Tuesday, June 17, 2008
Paris, je t'aime... Samedi
So I took a trip to Paris on June 7th and 8th and have to admit that it was wonderful time spent. First, I got to go alone, which has its advantages and second, the weather was on traveler's side - meaning sunny/cloudy but almost no rain.
Right when I arrived, I got a bit lost while trying to buy a ticket for Paris Metro, but eventually this guy (METRO employee) showed up right in front of me and helped me to get everything set up. I bought a 1 day ticket which paid off about million times. Then I took my first metro, switched trains and popped up right in Montmartre, about 200m from Sacre Coeur. As a well-prepared tourist, I had my Michelin green guide at hand and was set to follow the walking tour described there. So instead of getting to Sacre Coeur in 5 minutes, it took me a whole hour!
Afterwards, I decided not to follow the guide and not to take any more walking tours, unless I wanted to visit every single street in Paris and spend there couple weeks.
Another 20 minutes on train took me to La Defense which without a doubt is the most modern "quartier" in Paris. The rest of my Saturday was then spent on Champs Elysees, near Louvre, and by visiting the Opera house and Madeleine (a church).
Once I decided to find my hotel, things got a bit rough. After passing by a group of men most probably using drugs, I turned into this very tiny street. There was not a hint of Hotel Neptune there, only a little sign "hotel" was sticking out in front of little door. I decided to enter that house and was welcomed by an Asian lady who could speak neither good French, nor English. She did not believe I was supposed to be in the hotel until I showed her my reservation confirmation. The hallway was full of suitcases with Chinese signs on them and it seemed to me that I could expect at least a bus full of Chinese tourists. My room was very nice though and clean. My neighbors were very quiet and there was nothing to complain about.
Right when I arrived, I got a bit lost while trying to buy a ticket for Paris Metro, but eventually this guy (METRO employee) showed up right in front of me and helped me to get everything set up. I bought a 1 day ticket which paid off about million times. Then I took my first metro, switched trains and popped up right in Montmartre, about 200m from Sacre Coeur. As a well-prepared tourist, I had my Michelin green guide at hand and was set to follow the walking tour described there. So instead of getting to Sacre Coeur in 5 minutes, it took me a whole hour!
Afterwards, I decided not to follow the guide and not to take any more walking tours, unless I wanted to visit every single street in Paris and spend there couple weeks.
Another 20 minutes on train took me to La Defense which without a doubt is the most modern "quartier" in Paris. The rest of my Saturday was then spent on Champs Elysees, near Louvre, and by visiting the Opera house and Madeleine (a church).
Once I decided to find my hotel, things got a bit rough. After passing by a group of men most probably using drugs, I turned into this very tiny street. There was not a hint of Hotel Neptune there, only a little sign "hotel" was sticking out in front of little door. I decided to enter that house and was welcomed by an Asian lady who could speak neither good French, nor English. She did not believe I was supposed to be in the hotel until I showed her my reservation confirmation. The hallway was full of suitcases with Chinese signs on them and it seemed to me that I could expect at least a bus full of Chinese tourists. My room was very nice though and clean. My neighbors were very quiet and there was nothing to complain about.
The Choice
Something from the first couple pages of my journal:
"For the next twelve hours I will be exposed to the day's demands. It is now that I must make a choice. Because of Calvary, I am free to choose.
"For the next twelve hours I will be exposed to the day's demands. It is now that I must make a choice. Because of Calvary, I am free to choose.
I choose Love....
No occasion justifies hatred; no injustice warrants bitterness. I choose love. Today I will love God and what God loves.
No occasion justifies hatred; no injustice warrants bitterness. I choose love. Today I will love God and what God loves.
I choose Joy....
I will invite my God to be the God of circumstance. I will refuse the temptation to be cynical...the tool of the lazy thinker. I will refuse to see people as anything less than human beings, created by God. I will refuse to see any problem as anything less than an opportunity to see God.
I choose Peace....
I will live forgiven. I will forgive so that I may live.
I choose Patience....
I will overlook the inconvenience of the world. Instead of cursing the one that takes my place, I will invite him to do so. Rather than complain that the wait is too long, I will thank God for the moment to pray. Instead of clinching my fist at new assignments, I will face them with joy and courage.
I choose Kindness....
I will be kind to the poor, for they are alone. Kind to the rich, for they are afraid. And kind to the unkind, for such is how God has treated me.
I choose Goodness....
I will go without a dollar before I take a dishonest one. I will be overlooked before I will boast. I will confess before I accuse. I choose goodness.
I choose Faithfulness....
Today I will keep my promises. My debtors will not regret their trust. My associates will not question my word. My wife will not question my love. And my children will never fear that their father will not come home.
I choose Gentleness....
Nothing is won by force. I choose to be gentle. If I raise my voice, may it only be in praise. If I clench my fist, may it only be in prayer. If I make a demand, may it only be on myself.
I choose Self-Control....
I am a spiritual being. After this body is dead, my spirit will soar. I refuse to let what will rot, rule the eternal. I choose self-control. I will be drunk only by joy. I will be impassioned only by my Faith. I will be influenced only by God. I will be taught only by Christ. I choose self-control.
Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self-Control. To these I commit my day. If I succeed, I will give thanks. If I fail, I will seek His grace. And then, when this day is done, I will place my head on my pillow and rest."
-Max Lucado
I will invite my God to be the God of circumstance. I will refuse the temptation to be cynical...the tool of the lazy thinker. I will refuse to see people as anything less than human beings, created by God. I will refuse to see any problem as anything less than an opportunity to see God.
I choose Peace....
I will live forgiven. I will forgive so that I may live.
I choose Patience....
I will overlook the inconvenience of the world. Instead of cursing the one that takes my place, I will invite him to do so. Rather than complain that the wait is too long, I will thank God for the moment to pray. Instead of clinching my fist at new assignments, I will face them with joy and courage.
I choose Kindness....
I will be kind to the poor, for they are alone. Kind to the rich, for they are afraid. And kind to the unkind, for such is how God has treated me.
I choose Goodness....
I will go without a dollar before I take a dishonest one. I will be overlooked before I will boast. I will confess before I accuse. I choose goodness.
I choose Faithfulness....
Today I will keep my promises. My debtors will not regret their trust. My associates will not question my word. My wife will not question my love. And my children will never fear that their father will not come home.
I choose Gentleness....
Nothing is won by force. I choose to be gentle. If I raise my voice, may it only be in praise. If I clench my fist, may it only be in prayer. If I make a demand, may it only be on myself.
I choose Self-Control....
I am a spiritual being. After this body is dead, my spirit will soar. I refuse to let what will rot, rule the eternal. I choose self-control. I will be drunk only by joy. I will be impassioned only by my Faith. I will be influenced only by God. I will be taught only by Christ. I choose self-control.
Love, Joy, Peace, Patience, Kindness, Goodness, Faithfulness, Gentleness, and Self-Control. To these I commit my day. If I succeed, I will give thanks. If I fail, I will seek His grace. And then, when this day is done, I will place my head on my pillow and rest."
-Max Lucado
Friday, June 13, 2008
J'aime ma classe avec Randi... - The Story of a Roaring Sunflower
Our classes are usually very boring and monotonous. We do the same "fill-in-the-blanks" or "talk-your-teeth-off" over and over again. While many consider this to be a creative and non-traditional way of learning, some (like Randi and I) get done with exercises very quickly and spend over half of our class time in "lalaland".
But, praise God for Randi who not only is an awesome person to live with, but also a fun classmate. We have so far written couple pages of letters to each other, drawn pictures, did a car accident simulation, and couple other things.
Today, however, Randi decided to draw the whole world on one page of paper. After about an hour of drawing, she showed me the picture, pointing at a circle with eyes, smile, and a fuzzy edge.
Randi: What is this?
Me: A sunflower.
Randi: Oh.................do you see the bubble right next to it that says "ROAR"?
Me: Hummmmm............yeah...........is it a ROARING SUNFLOWER?
Laughter....
Correct answer: a lion
But, praise God for Randi who not only is an awesome person to live with, but also a fun classmate. We have so far written couple pages of letters to each other, drawn pictures, did a car accident simulation, and couple other things.
Today, however, Randi decided to draw the whole world on one page of paper. After about an hour of drawing, she showed me the picture, pointing at a circle with eyes, smile, and a fuzzy edge.
Randi: What is this?
Me: A sunflower.
Randi: Oh.................do you see the bubble right next to it that says "ROAR"?
Me: Hummmmm............yeah...........is it a ROARING SUNFLOWER?
Laughter....
Correct answer: a lion
Tuesday, June 10, 2008
Je Vous Souhaite Toute le Bonheur du Monde...
Ref : On vous souhaite tout le bonheur du monde
Et que quelqu'un vous tende la main
Que votre chemin évite les bombes
Qu'il mène vers de calmes jardins.
On vous souhaite tout le bonheur du monde
Pour aujourd'hui comme pour demain
Que votre soleil éclaircisse l'ombre
Qu'il brille d'amour au quotidien.
1. Puisque l'avenir vous appartient
Puisqu'on n'contrôle pas votre destin
Que votre envol est pour demain
Comme tout c'qu'on a à vous offrir
Ne saurait toujours vous suffire
Dans cette liberté à venir
Puisqu'on sera pas toujours là
Comme on le fut aux premiers pas.
{au Refrain}
2. Toute une vie s'offre devant vous
Tant de rêves à vivre jusqu'au bout
Sûrement plein de joie au rendez-vous
Libres de faire vos propres choix
De choisir quelle sera votre voie
Et où celle-ci vous emmènera
J'espère juste que vous prendrez le temps
De profiter de chaque instant.
{au Refrain}
3. Chais pas quel monde on vous laissera
On fait d'notre mieux, seulement parfois,
J'ose espérer que c'la suffira
Pas à sauver votre insouciance
Mais à apaiser notre conscience
Et que quelqu'un vous tende la main
Que votre chemin évite les bombes
Qu'il mène vers de calmes jardins.
On vous souhaite tout le bonheur du monde
Pour aujourd'hui comme pour demain
Que votre soleil éclaircisse l'ombre
Qu'il brille d'amour au quotidien.
1. Puisque l'avenir vous appartient
Puisqu'on n'contrôle pas votre destin
Que votre envol est pour demain
Comme tout c'qu'on a à vous offrir
Ne saurait toujours vous suffire
Dans cette liberté à venir
Puisqu'on sera pas toujours là
Comme on le fut aux premiers pas.
{au Refrain}
2. Toute une vie s'offre devant vous
Tant de rêves à vivre jusqu'au bout
Sûrement plein de joie au rendez-vous
Libres de faire vos propres choix
De choisir quelle sera votre voie
Et où celle-ci vous emmènera
J'espère juste que vous prendrez le temps
De profiter de chaque instant.
{au Refrain}
3. Chais pas quel monde on vous laissera
On fait d'notre mieux, seulement parfois,
J'ose espérer que c'la suffira
Pas à sauver votre insouciance
Mais à apaiser notre conscience
Aurais-je le droit de vous faire confiance ?
Des Betises...
Very important that 5cm of the rear tire didn't get rained on...
The smallest & the best coffee I have ever had (Sicilian restaurant)
Plate wider than Heidi
Boys carrying a matress - they just ran through a RED LIGHT!
Bourg-en-Bresse
One of the smaller towns here, known for Bresse Bleu cheese and also their huge chicken markets (and also for expensive postcards :)
Eglise Notre Dame
Fenetre francaise
Eglise Notre Dame
Fenetre francaiseBrou Monastere Continue...
Inside porch for the monks to excercise
Decorations with educational purposesFriday, June 6, 2008
Ce Que J'ai Appris...
So far I have learned: (list to be modified as I will learn new skills)
1. to eat and intestine filled with something and actually finish the meal.
2. to eat green liver of some unspecified animal
3. to use my laptop as an underwear dryer
4. t0 take pictures with an umbrella in one hand, bag in the second, and camera in the third
5. that not only Washington State can get 14+ days with no sun
6. to drink a small beer in two hours
7. to write the longest e-mails to my friends whom I miss a lot
8. to travel using 6 different lines of Paris metro in one day (intentionally, just in case you wondered :)
9. how to say in French "Can you ride a broomstick?" (Connaisez-vous comment conduir un
manche a balai?)
10. that B-O-T-T-O--------------------M is not a French word
11. that (according to one of the songs) the French strive to free themselves from standing in the
line for the bathroom
12. to eat cow cheeks (yet I could not hide the look in my face - unfortunately)
1. to eat and intestine filled with something and actually finish the meal.
2. to eat green liver of some unspecified animal
3. to use my laptop as an underwear dryer
4. t0 take pictures with an umbrella in one hand, bag in the second, and camera in the third
5. that not only Washington State can get 14+ days with no sun
6. to drink a small beer in two hours
7. to write the longest e-mails to my friends whom I miss a lot
8. to travel using 6 different lines of Paris metro in one day (intentionally, just in case you wondered :)
9. how to say in French "Can you ride a broomstick?" (Connaisez-vous comment conduir un
manche a balai?)
10. that B-O-T-T-O--------------------M is not a French word
11. that (according to one of the songs) the French strive to free themselves from standing in the
line for the bathroom
12. to eat cow cheeks (yet I could not hide the look in my face - unfortunately)
Ma famille
Hello,
I hope that all of you are very excited to hear about my adventures in the exciting country of France. Well, I came here two weeks ago on Saturday and it has not stopped raining since then.
I live in a host family with two children of ages 7 and 11 on 15 Chemin de l'Epitaph ( just in case you wanted to send me a postcard or something :)
I have also this crazy housemate who lives across the hallway, Randi from Oklahoma. She is the first real Cherokee I have ever met!
Clothes here don't dry, food specialties are very "special", pastry is amazing, and I am waiting to get my "french fifteen" soon.
I'll try to show you some pictures here and there, but with the weather situation..... my camera doesn't want to go out that much. Talk to the machine... ;)
I hope that all of you are very excited to hear about my adventures in the exciting country of France. Well, I came here two weeks ago on Saturday and it has not stopped raining since then.
I live in a host family with two children of ages 7 and 11 on 15 Chemin de l'Epitaph ( just in case you wanted to send me a postcard or something :)
I have also this crazy housemate who lives across the hallway, Randi from Oklahoma. She is the first real Cherokee I have ever met!
Clothes here don't dry, food specialties are very "special", pastry is amazing, and I am waiting to get my "french fifteen" soon.
I'll try to show you some pictures here and there, but with the weather situation..... my camera doesn't want to go out that much. Talk to the machine... ;)
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