<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929</id><updated>2009-10-13T04:24:25.866+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Feuilles Volantes</title><subtitle type='html'>Des petits riens qui pourraient traîner sur des coins de feuilles volantes si ce n'était pour la culture moderne...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>15</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-4215669531349969002</id><published>2007-06-24T11:53:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-06-24T13:44:43.347+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacances'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='ecole (fin)'/><title type='text'>Montgolfière (parce qu'un titre, il faut)</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt; Alors, alors &lt;/b&gt; il s'en est passé des choses depuis la dernière note !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon, tout d'abord, j'ai fini l'école. Oué oué, j'vous jure, pas que j'suis en vacances (mais oui, je suis en vacances), mais j'ai FINI &lt;i&gt;pour de bon &lt;/i&gt; !&lt;br /&gt;Mais vu que c'était le 19, l'euphorie jubilatoire est déjà bien passée. Demain, c'est la &lt;b&gt; PROCLAMATION &lt;/b&gt; *insérer musique dramatique*. Bref, demain, c'est la consécration de six années de sueur, sang et larmes, efforts démesurés et souffrances épiques... Et la dernière fois que je vois &lt;i&gt;les gens&lt;/i&gt;, ces gens-là, ceux de l'école... De quoi être mélancolique (juste un peu).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'un autre côté, à l'issue d'une éprouvante session de deux semaines d'examens, je sais (!!!) que j'ai les points (!!!) pour rentrer à &lt;b&gt; DURHAM UNIVERSITY &lt;/b&gt;. Donc... En septembre de cette année, je m'en vais pour l'Angleterre les zamis !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À part ça, difficile de rendre compte de tout ce qui s'est passé !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tout d'abord, nous avons enfin notre PULL DE RHETOS qui a trop la classe, magnifique, splendide, éblouissant de joliesse.. [le fait que j'aie participé dans sa création ne biaise en aucun cas mon jugement]. Bref, voici son logo arrière : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5FGZEcKVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/F6qqkp1hx50/s1600-h/pullrhetoptit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5FGZEcKVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/F6qqkp1hx50/s200/pullrhetoptit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079573405831539026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ensuite, nous avons &lt;b&gt; clôturé le yearbook &lt;/b&gt; mais il n'est pas encore imprimé (petit soucis technique mettons) donc je n'ai rien à montrer ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; Bref, c'est la fête !&lt;/b&gt; &lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5Mw5EcKfI/AAAAAAAAALk/wU6jfKAXYGY/s1600-h/bday.png"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5Mw5EcKfI/AAAAAAAAALk/wU6jfKAXYGY/s200/bday.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079581832557373938" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;D'autant plus que j'ai acheté &lt;i&gt; &lt;b&gt;4&lt;/b&gt; paires de chaussures &lt;/i&gt; hier.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5GEZEcKXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K3TQjHq7HJ4/s1600-h/shoes.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5GEZEcKXI/AAAAAAAAAKk/K3TQjHq7HJ4/s400/shoes.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079574470983428466" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tout est dit ! J'commence à avoir une jolie collection... Normal, faut que je satisfasse ma perversion obsessionnelle !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon, niveau photos, je n'ai pas grand chose de neuf à montrer, donc je vais me rabattre sur une session "ennui" de fin mai, lorsque prenaient fin les cours de russki et que je devais attendre ma mère qui avait bien une heure et demie de retard...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5IDJEcKYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GzITVFE_nzQ/s1600-h/barriere+soleil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5IDJEcKYI/AAAAAAAAAKs/GzITVFE_nzQ/s200/barriere+soleil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079576648531847554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5IDJEcKZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Dr0Pd3aj-Xc/s1600-h/cheminee.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5IDJEcKZI/AAAAAAAAAK0/Dr0Pd3aj-Xc/s200/cheminee.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079576648531847570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; En fait c'est pas une cheminée, c'est un appendice mural surmonté d'un nuage opportuniste &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5IDZEcKaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/bWYSQUfBYR8/s1600-h/adshel.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5IDZEcKaI/AAAAAAAAAK8/bWYSQUfBYR8/s200/adshel.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079576652826814882" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5IDpEcKbI/AAAAAAAAALE/bkI4alKmcag/s1600-h/priere.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5IDpEcKbI/AAAAAAAAALE/bkI4alKmcag/s200/priere.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079576657121782194" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Je trouve ça très belge, le lieu du vice à côté du lieu du repentir. Ça reste très pratique &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5ID5EcKcI/AAAAAAAAALM/YXtqSRP25ao/s1600-h/wall.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5ID5EcKcI/AAAAAAAAALM/YXtqSRP25ao/s200/wall.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079576661416749506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Parce que ça fait du bien de le dire. Surtout derrière une église, à côté d'une école maternelle &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voilà, c'pas grand chose... Enfin, pour clôturer : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5MPJEcKeI/AAAAAAAAALc/V4N9FZyANKg/s1600-h/montgolfiere.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5MPJEcKeI/AAAAAAAAALc/V4N9FZyANKg/s200/montgolfiere.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079581252736788962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Je veux faire un baptême de l'air en montgolifère !!!&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;P.S.:&lt;/b&gt; Ce message est dédicacé à AUDREY dont l'identité restera préservée malgré ce portrait révélateur&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5ZAZEcKgI/AAAAAAAAALs/cFdeyrsIWZE/s1600-h/audrey.png"&gt;&lt;img style="float:left; margin:0 10px 10px 0;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5ZAZEcKgI/AAAAAAAAALs/cFdeyrsIWZE/s200/audrey.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5079595292984879618" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Et on clique pour mieux voir ! Consécration de mon baptême de mongoliste socialiste religieuse&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-4215669531349969002?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/4215669531349969002/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=4215669531349969002' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/4215669531349969002'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/4215669531349969002'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/06/montgolfire-parce-quun-titre-il-faut.html' title='Montgolfière (parce qu&apos;un titre, il faut)'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rn5FGZEcKVI/AAAAAAAAAKU/F6qqkp1hx50/s72-c/pullrhetoptit.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-7279037860710618597</id><published>2007-05-04T18:53:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T19:25:59.523+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turquie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comenius'/><title type='text'>Turkey - Comenius Project</title><content type='html'>"büyük ayak...büyük SİK (Eyvallah Kardeşim Sağol !!!)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And that is just a sample of all the &lt;i&gt;wonderful&lt;/i&gt; things I learned about turkish language...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yes, &lt;b&gt;I have been to Turkey &lt;/b&gt;. And guess what? For &lt;i&gt;free! &lt;/i&gt; Sponsored by the EU! Yay! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It was a Comenius project. Partnership between european schools. Turkey-Italy-Belgium. And this was one hell of a project meeting I can tell you. One-week-long stay in Turkey, hours of fun, happiness, and &lt;b&gt;no stress&lt;/b&gt; save for some matters related to... erm &lt;i&gt;personal security&lt;/i&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were treated like VIPs. Big parades, paparrazzis, events, newspapers, the whole lot. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Turkish food is so nice.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people. They are amazingly amazing. GO TO TURKEY! NOW!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, here are the &lt;i&gt;serious&lt;/i&gt;(arguably) pictures. Those related to the project. The others are, of course, related to the project, but you'll have a hard time noticing :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxrF0Pk1vI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oh-CvKhoXhQ/s1600-h/ecole+ataturk.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxrF0Pk1vI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oh-CvKhoXhQ/s200/ecole+ataturk.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061037828925085426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Manisa Mehmet Akif Ersoy High School, in Manisa.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxsYUPk1yI/AAAAAAAAAKM/15v6QiVGXWk/s1600-h/ecole+profs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxsYUPk1yI/AAAAAAAAAKM/15v6QiVGXWk/s200/ecole+profs.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061039246264293154" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; the teachers with... officials &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxsYEPk1wI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iUgeyrzYy20/s1600-h/jul+superstar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxsYEPk1wI/AAAAAAAAAJ8/iUgeyrzYy20/s200/jul+superstar.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061039241969325826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Juliette superstar&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxsYEPk1xI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rDvyob5UG18/s1600-h/presentations.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxsYEPk1xI/AAAAAAAAAKE/rDvyob5UG18/s200/presentations.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5061039241969325842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Back to business &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You see, we did work. Oh yes. After a sleepness night and day of eventful visits through the Gallipoli region, I had to sacrifice some hours of sleep off my next night to translate then study a presentation I had never even read. For the next morning. Oh joy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun. And it went well ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZZDkYU0j1eM"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZZDkYU0j1eM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; And there we're having a drink, after the presentations... :) You can see the paparazzis &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/kzlHeYtChdw"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/kzlHeYtChdw" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; But as I said, it was only &lt;/i&gt;arguably&lt;i&gt; serious... ;)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-7279037860710618597?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/7279037860710618597/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=7279037860710618597' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/7279037860710618597'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/7279037860710618597'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/05/turkey-comenius-project.html' title='Turkey - Comenius Project'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjxrF0Pk1vI/AAAAAAAAAJ0/oh-CvKhoXhQ/s72-c/ecole+ataturk.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-5459620430649889307</id><published>2007-05-04T18:52:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T13:47:58.618+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turquie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comenius'/><title type='text'>Turkey - Comenius Project - People I</title><content type='html'>They made the whole trip worthwile. &lt;i&gt;&lt;b&gt;Thanks a mil guys! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;FIRST NIGHT&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greated like kings, dinner with show, then shisha bar...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtejkPk1bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IGqa02FDNMA/s1600-h/soiree+spectacle.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtejkPk1bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IGqa02FDNMA/s200/soiree+spectacle.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060742571398321586" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A fun show they put on. I enjoyed it :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtej0Pk1cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VJpub9bWCEg/s1600-h/boy.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtej0Pk1cI/AAAAAAAAAHM/VJpub9bWCEg/s200/boy.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060742575693288898" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; So, you see, my future husband took me out to this very special bar...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtekEPk1dI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ym9Or1bxI5I/s1600-h/emre_boy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtekEPk1dI/AAAAAAAAAHU/Ym9Or1bxI5I/s200/emre_boy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060742579988256210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; ...with his best man. Of course :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtekUPk1eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/JlBzZLqAysg/s1600-h/night+out.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtekUPk1eI/AAAAAAAAAHc/JlBzZLqAysg/s200/night+out.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060742584283223522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Some of the students from the project. From left to right: Aura (?), Aysel, Ogulcan, Sema, Burak (if I get the names wrong, sorry :s I suck at names and I can't see the picture ^^°) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtekkPk1fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kbhiGjRPWRk/s1600-h/night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtekkPk1fI/AAAAAAAAAHk/kbhiGjRPWRk/s200/night.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060742588578190834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Again, with some change in angle ^^ &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtft0Pk1gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Nncp22-MrUo/s1600-h/bar+schicha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtft0Pk1gI/AAAAAAAAAHs/Nncp22-MrUo/s200/bar+schicha.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060743847003608578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Belgian intruders, sshhhh&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtfuEPk1hI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QD1PWlG4YEs/s1600-h/tea.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtfuEPk1hI/AAAAAAAAAH0/QD1PWlG4YEs/s200/tea.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060743851298575890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; We were having the yummiest sweet tea ever. I'm not sure about what they put in there but it made me happy &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtfuUPk1iI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HEptBfjAg4c/s1600-h/chicha_emre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtfuUPk1iI/AAAAAAAAAH8/HEptBfjAg4c/s200/chicha_emre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060743855593543202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; And well, some tried the stronger stuff :p &lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-5459620430649889307?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/5459620430649889307/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=5459620430649889307' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5459620430649889307'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5459620430649889307'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/05/turkey-comenius-project-people-i_04.html' title='Turkey - Comenius Project - People I'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtejkPk1bI/AAAAAAAAAHE/IGqa02FDNMA/s72-c/soiree+spectacle.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-863762334307729385</id><published>2007-05-04T18:50:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T13:40:31.783+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Manisa'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turquie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comenius'/><title type='text'>Turkey - Comenius Project - Manisa</title><content type='html'>But of course, I can't not talk about &lt;i&gt;MANISA&lt;/i&gt;, great city, the place we stayed, there where the school was located ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooo... here we go.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; There's the town center, quite modern, really developping and growing, full of life and contrasts, and different people...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDIkPk1AI/AAAAAAAAADs/-sd0MXAWhJo/s1600-h/manisa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDIkPk1AI/AAAAAAAAADs/-sd0MXAWhJo/s200/manisa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060430945751192578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It's located right at the feet of some impressive and beautiful mountains&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDI0Pk1BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t-zNZZx0NlU/s1600-h/ecole+manisa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDI0Pk1BI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t-zNZZx0NlU/s200/ecole+manisa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060430950046159890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; This is some playground/school/something &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDJEPk1CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/iyGKgbIm1nQ/s1600-h/taksi.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDJEPk1CI/AAAAAAAAAD8/iyGKgbIm1nQ/s200/taksi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060430954341127202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; TAKSIS of course &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Then there's the older part&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDzUPk1DI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DeIRIMvjuUY/s1600-h/manisa+fillettes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDzUPk1DI/AAAAAAAAAEE/DeIRIMvjuUY/s200/manisa+fillettes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060431680190600242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Little girls out there in the streets...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDzkPk1EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JliSyAZKKl8/s1600-h/lune.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDzkPk1EI/AAAAAAAAAEM/JliSyAZKKl8/s200/lune.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060431684485567554" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Some building, my memory is failing me but I suspect it to be a mosk. Anyway, the point here is to see the moon right in the middle of the day, up there, in the middle, the white spotty thing. Yes.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDz0Pk1FI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aMWtlam7HQc/s1600-h/enfants+manisa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDz0Pk1FI/AAAAAAAAAEU/aMWtlam7HQc/s200/enfants+manisa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060431688780534866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; Kids in the old Manisa. We bribed them with sweets to take a pic :p &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpD0EPk1GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/unM0Wr8ywBw/s1600-h/manisa+femmes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpD0EPk1GI/AAAAAAAAAEc/unM0Wr8ywBw/s200/manisa+femmes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060431693075502178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; A car and women. This is just picturesque. And you can see some parts of old Manisa too &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;  Of course, not too far away from town, there are some impressive archeological sites &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFGEPk1HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/h7JEJckoco4/s1600-h/architecture+.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFGEPk1HI/AAAAAAAAAEk/h7JEJckoco4/s200/architecture+.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060433101824775282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; a very impressive old... library, I think. Anyway, just let your mind be blown away by its magnificence and don't worry about what it is. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFGUPk1II/AAAAAAAAAEs/16Z8ffsQQbA/s1600-h/juldge+pilier.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFGUPk1II/AAAAAAAAAEs/16Z8ffsQQbA/s200/juldge+pilier.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060433106119742594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; Of course, where would the fun be if we didn't profanate these sacred monuments? &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFGUPk1JI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gDyZcHpvCO8/s1600-h/juldgeescaliers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFGUPk1JI/AAAAAAAAAE0/gDyZcHpvCO8/s200/juldgeescaliers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060433106119742610" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; But well, we always repent, like good Christians.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFGkPk1KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/AvwEHMAiV3I/s1600-h/mosaique.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFGkPk1KI/AAAAAAAAAE8/AvwEHMAiV3I/s200/mosaique.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060433110414709922" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; You would almost feel sorry for walking there...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFG0Pk1LI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D4qrc67iIgc/s1600-h/ruins.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpFG0Pk1LI/AAAAAAAAAFE/D4qrc67iIgc/s200/ruins.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060433114709677234" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; No need for words &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpF8UPk1MI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cL4KZa6Swbo/s1600-h/ruines+manisa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpF8UPk1MI/AAAAAAAAAFM/cL4KZa6Swbo/s200/ruines+manisa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060434033832678594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I don't even know what it is but these Greeks sure had gusto &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; And then, there's the mountains around it...&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpGakPk1NI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yppUQrWqE9o/s1600-h/mountains.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpGakPk1NI/AAAAAAAAAFU/yppUQrWqE9o/s200/mountains.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060434553523721426" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; You see my tiny husband there running. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpGa0Pk1OI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2EcMfHSrke8/s1600-h/mili.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpGa0Pk1OI/AAAAAAAAAFc/2EcMfHSrke8/s200/mili.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060434557818688738" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A native. They seem dangerous but they are actually very nice. These dangerous-looking black artifacts they carry around their necks are only ritual gifts to celebrate manhood. They love to show them off.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; And finally some random places &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpHWUPk1PI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hvENOyZP3h0/s1600-h/bonappetit.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpHWUPk1PI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hvENOyZP3h0/s200/bonappetit.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060435580020905202" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;I&gt; Breakfast in a "park" of some sort. A restricted animal-friendly area :p &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpHWkPk1QI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-18Rg4VRpCo/s1600-h/bonappetit2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpHWkPk1QI/AAAAAAAAAFs/-18Rg4VRpCo/s200/bonappetit2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060435584315872514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; See above&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpHW0Pk1RI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rw471z9Z7VA/s1600-h/marche+manisa.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpHW0Pk1RI/AAAAAAAAAF0/rw471z9Z7VA/s200/marche+manisa.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060435588610839826" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; A market place &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpHXEPk1SI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CWT3BzbJCrk/s1600-h/marche.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpHXEPk1SI/AAAAAAAAAF8/CWT3BzbJCrk/s200/marche.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060435592905807138" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; My vital source of vitamins &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, &lt;i&gt;that's it friends&lt;/i&gt;. I have more pictures but I was too lazy to make them smaller and go through the whole post-prod process...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-863762334307729385?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/863762334307729385/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=863762334307729385' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/863762334307729385'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/863762334307729385'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/05/turkey-comenius-project-manisa_04.html' title='Turkey - Comenius Project - Manisa'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjpDIkPk1AI/AAAAAAAAADs/-sd0MXAWhJo/s72-c/manisa.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-5796069387383206530</id><published>2007-05-04T18:49:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T19:22:32.105+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turquie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comenius'/><title type='text'>Turkey - Comenius Project - People II</title><content type='html'>Friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;OTHER DAYS&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4EPk1jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/djSWcUJPJ4c/s1600-h/dge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4EPk1jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/djSWcUJPJ4c/s200/dge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060745122608895538" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Geraldine in the mountains near Manisa :) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4UPk1kI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3va4rIh2zuo/s1600-h/emreburakdge.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4UPk1kI/AAAAAAAAAIM/3va4rIh2zuo/s200/emreburakdge.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060745126903862850" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Same place, more people: Emre, Burak and Dge&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4UPk1lI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5stiMCiXssI/s1600-h/meboy.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4UPk1lI/AAAAAAAAAIU/5stiMCiXssI/s200/meboy.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060745126903862866" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Me and my little husband. Hehe. &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4kPk1mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/SLQr0e6Abho/s1600-h/oral+emre.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4kPk1mI/AAAAAAAAAIc/SLQr0e6Abho/s200/oral+emre.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060745131198830178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; On Monday evening, a party at a teacher's, looking biiiig (büyük....)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJaBsOAL9Ls"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/hJaBsOAL9Ls" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Some traditional turkish dancing... That party was awesome :) Hear me laugh lol&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjthl0Pk1oI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7rRYhNJFLCw/s1600-h/juliette+artemis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjthl0Pk1oI/AAAAAAAAAIs/7rRYhNJFLCw/s200/juliette+artemis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060745908587910786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Juliette and the Seventh Wonder&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-5796069387383206530?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/5796069387383206530/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=5796069387383206530' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5796069387383206530'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5796069387383206530'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/05/turkey-comenius-project-people-ii_04.html' title='Turkey - Comenius Project - People II'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtg4EPk1jI/AAAAAAAAAIE/djSWcUJPJ4c/s72-c/dge.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-6083853350746988097</id><published>2007-05-04T18:48:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:14:41.559+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turquie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comenius'/><title type='text'>Turkey - Comenius Project - Places</title><content type='html'>We did some cultural stuff too. Like visit &lt;i&gt;some places&lt;/i&gt; and see &lt;i&gt;some stuff&lt;/i&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No honestly we did mmh absorb lots of new information.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;There was the 24hr-long trip to &lt;b&gt;GALLIPOLI and around&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did not sleep. Maybe 30 to 40 mins but well, these were more like heat-induced conscienceless moments. And the bus was overheated compared to the outside (30°, can you imagine), which resulted into turning me into some human-shaped singing jellyfish.&lt;br /&gt;But it was fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtatEPk1TI/AAAAAAAAAGE/23IJlszkxZI/s1600-h/gallipoli.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtatEPk1TI/AAAAAAAAAGE/23IJlszkxZI/s200/gallipoli.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060738336560567602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; The essence of the trip from my point of view: starring out of the bus window in a vague state of awakeness, trying not to die melting&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtatkPk1UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aT0Tc-Toq-o/s1600-h/troie.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtatkPk1UI/AAAAAAAAAGM/aT0Tc-Toq-o/s200/troie.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060738345150502210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I visited Troy, I did.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtat0Pk1VI/AAAAAAAAAGU/W0yMva7ToOk/s1600-h/trojanhorse.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtat0Pk1VI/AAAAAAAAAGU/W0yMva7ToOk/s200/trojanhorse.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060738349445469522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; I even wandered near the ruins but I got caught by the Trojan horse and never made it into the city&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there was &lt;b&gt;IZMIR&lt;/b&gt;, not far from Manisa, but closer to the sea... Second city in Turkey or so they told me. We went shopping there :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtb3EPk1WI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Dle19GoLZIM/s1600-h/izmir+airport.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtb3EPk1WI/AAAAAAAAAGc/Dle19GoLZIM/s200/izmir+airport.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060739607870887266" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Izmir airport, our first steps on turkish land...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtb3UPk1XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fDhZGUJTds4/s1600-h/izmir+night.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtb3UPk1XI/AAAAAAAAAGk/fDhZGUJTds4/s200/izmir+night.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060739612165854578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Izmir at night &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And finally &lt;b&gt;EPHESUS&lt;/b&gt; with its worldwide reputation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtc1UPk1YI/AAAAAAAAAGs/66uJU8pZkOI/s1600-h/ephesus.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtc1UPk1YI/AAAAAAAAAGs/66uJU8pZkOI/s200/ephesus.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060740677317744002" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; They say the wine is famous... I was told it wasn't amazing. But well =) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtc1kPk1ZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FVBCCH7jgdU/s1600-h/temple+artemis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtc1kPk1ZI/AAAAAAAAAG0/FVBCCH7jgdU/s200/temple+artemis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060740681612711314" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Now, this is one of the 7 Wonders, so behold&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtc10Pk1aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oedX8BESIyI/s1600-h/groupe+artemis.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtc10Pk1aI/AAAAAAAAAG8/oedX8BESIyI/s200/groupe+artemis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060740685907678626" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It was a lot bigger but i didn't take the time to photograph every other corner of that huge village-like temple&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-6083853350746988097?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/6083853350746988097/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=6083853350746988097' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/6083853350746988097'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/6083853350746988097'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/05/turkey-comenius-project-places_04.html' title='Turkey - Comenius Project - Places'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtatEPk1TI/AAAAAAAAAGE/23IJlszkxZI/s72-c/gallipoli.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-5688426892595011059</id><published>2007-05-04T18:41:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-05T19:23:41.796+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Turquie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Comenius'/><title type='text'>Turkey - Comenius Project - People III</title><content type='html'>More friends...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt; LAST DAY &lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtirUPk1pI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sreTT8Q9Wi4/s1600-h/happy+birtday+do+you.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtirUPk1pI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sreTT8Q9Wi4/s200/happy+birtday+do+you.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060747102588819090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; It started with our teacher's BIRTDAY party. =) So sweet! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEhjYJvLw_Q"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/rEhjYJvLw_Q" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Haaapppyyy biiiitthdaayyy tooo yoouuuu &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtirkPk1qI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9xt7ZxfsgyE/s1600-h/friends.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtirkPk1qI/AAAAAAAAAI8/9xt7ZxfsgyE/s200/friends.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060747106883786402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Having fun&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtirkPk1rI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pJ9ocLRZ-eY/s1600-h/merwebubblegum.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtirkPk1rI/AAAAAAAAAJE/pJ9ocLRZ-eY/s200/merwebubblegum.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060747106883786418" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Merwe and Bubblegirl ;) &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtir0Pk1sI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lqQNIkCyp4k/s1600-h/merwefriend.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtir0Pk1sI/AAAAAAAAAJM/lqQNIkCyp4k/s200/merwefriend.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060747111178753730" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Friends again! &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtir0Pk1tI/AAAAAAAAAJU/L6EZ8eJp05o/s1600-h/merwegirls.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rjtir0Pk1tI/AAAAAAAAAJU/L6EZ8eJp05o/s200/merwegirls.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060747111178753746" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; And a proper group picture...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtjMUPk1uI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4nxffuplpHg/s1600-h/emre_burak.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtjMUPk1uI/AAAAAAAAAJc/4nxffuplpHg/s200/emre_burak.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5060747669524502242" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Emre and Burak. They should get an award for gentlemanness ;) If such a thing exists :p &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And well, that's it, sadly! I had the &lt;b&gt;greatest time ever&lt;/b&gt;, you are all &lt;b&gt;wonderful&lt;/b&gt;. Can't thank you enough!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-5688426892595011059?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/5688426892595011059/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=5688426892595011059' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5688426892595011059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5688426892595011059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/05/turkey-comenius-project-people-iii.html' title='Turkey - Comenius Project - People III'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RjtirUPk1pI/AAAAAAAAAI0/sreTT8Q9Wi4/s72-c/happy+birtday+do+you.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-781015863176341660</id><published>2007-04-14T11:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:59:42.587+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Etudes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Angleterre'/><title type='text'>Kent</title><content type='html'>Jeudi, j'ai été à Canterbury, Angleterre, pour visiter une univ —je n'y irai certainement pas, je vise Durham, mais c'était intéressant.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La vie de campus a l'air géniale ! Vivement l'université... (je dois idéaliser, en fait).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinon, en attendant l'univ, les profs nous ont gâtés pour les vacances : trois livres à lire (vous allez me dire, c'est pas beaucoup, mais vous n'avez pas vu les livres) ; un travail d'écriture ; un examen de physique ; une interro synthèse en maths.&lt;br /&gt;Et puis je dois sans doute oublier un truc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et moi, au lieu de travailler, je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/n9eD6H3K3XQ"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/n9eD6H3K3XQ" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Crée des vidéos débiles, des portfolios et des livres d'images sous iPhoto. ^^° Enfin, je bosse quand même, mais j'ai des heures creuses niveau concentration...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon, quelques photos de ma visite, tout de même (pas géniales parce que pas vraiment eu le temps de me poser et d'à chaque fois faire les réglages. Et pas pris le temps de les corriger sous photoshop non plus —ce que je fais rarement de toute façon).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://img224.imageshack.us/slideshow/smilplayer.swf" width="426" height="320" name="smilplayer" id="smilplayer" bgcolor="FFFFFF" menu="false" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" flashvars="id=img224/3359/1176544492q68.smil"/&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br/&gt;&lt;a href="http://imageshack.us/slideshow/index.php"&gt;Go to ImageShack&amp;#174; to Create your own Slideshow&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis le bel homme que j'ai vu à la gare de Genval...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RiCmsoRqcCI/AAAAAAAAADE/ul7UnqAEszA/s1600-h/beau2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RiCmsoRqcCI/AAAAAAAAADE/ul7UnqAEszA/s200/beau2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5053222067565654050" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;La photo ne lui fait pas honneur...&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À part ça, je compte écrire un truc sur mai 68 pour mon travail. Du point de vue d'un jeune noble, Isidore. Faut que je m'y mette, je me suis documentée, déjà... Allez. Un peu de motivation !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-781015863176341660?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/781015863176341660/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=781015863176341660' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/781015863176341660'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/781015863176341660'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/04/kent.html' title='Kent'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RiCmsoRqcCI/AAAAAAAAADE/ul7UnqAEszA/s72-c/beau2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-7333494913277036034</id><published>2007-04-09T22:15:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T19:00:16.892+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='nawak'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='société'/><title type='text'>Everytime you see a rainbow... Place Royale</title><content type='html'>Parce que c'est d'une importance philosophique aux yeux d'une amie : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rhqf6ijtTeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NHWjfqy1dCw/s1600-h/carnetmondain.png"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rhqf6ijtTeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NHWjfqy1dCw/s400/carnetmondain.png" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051525760107236834" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hourra ! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bon, blague à part, les nobles ont vraiment de ces noms à... à... euh, je ne proférerai pas d'insanités, très cher, hum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais tout de même, &lt;i&gt;de Couëssin du Boisriou&lt;/i&gt;, plutôt mourir... ! Tranches de rire garanties sur : &lt;a href="http://www.carnetmondain.com/"&gt; Carnet Mondain &lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À part ça, je me trouve une nouvelle fois stupéfaite devant une démonstration évidente de la stupidité de l'être humain : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/p4enfUyGWSY"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/p4enfUyGWSY" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;J'aime toutes ces nouvelles dénominations folkloriques. "Maladie mentale", "travers génétique", "dysfonctionnement périnatal", "problème cognitif", "complexe d'Oedipe non résolu"...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ça donnerait presque envie d'être gay rien que pour sortir de l'ordinaire, pour se donner un nom super cool qui sonne très intelligent. Dans le genre de situations cocasses où tu te la pètes :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"—Ah, moi, j'me suis cassé la jambe. Putain c'était impressionnant la fracture ouverte ! et on m'a fait 42 points de suture et j'ai bouffé 4 kilos de morphine !&lt;br /&gt;—Bah moi, j'te bats trop quoi, je souffre du trouble déficitaire de l'attention paternelle à déficience génétique associée, type oedipe non résolu 3.&lt;br /&gt;—Waaaah"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh bien, à tous ces scientifiques adeptes du chromosome homosexuel et de la thérapie réhabilitative par hypnose assistée, moi je leur dis :&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://pr0n.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/1/14/Rainbowgod.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://pr0n.encyclopediadramatica.com/images/1/14/Rainbowgod.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis zut à la fin.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-7333494913277036034?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/7333494913277036034/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=7333494913277036034' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/7333494913277036034'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/7333494913277036034'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/04/place-royale.html' title='Everytime you see a rainbow... Place Royale'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/Rhqf6ijtTeI/AAAAAAAAAC8/NHWjfqy1dCw/s72-c/carnetmondain.png' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-5849951118824884170</id><published>2007-04-08T23:29:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-08T23:59:39.486+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='présidentielle française'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politique'/><title type='text'>Boites à questions</title><content type='html'>Parce que c'est tellement bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;Nicolas Sarkozy&lt;/b&gt;, UMP, candidat à l'élection présidentielle&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Vous pensez que les guignols de l'info ont une influence sur le vote ? — À la vérité, j'espère que non. —C'est utile le Canard Enchaîné ? —Hélas oui"&lt;/i&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/5RCfSdj7TYpTZ9JbW"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/5RCfSdj7TYpTZ9JbW" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1dp3k_sarkozy-boite-a-questions"&gt;Sarkozy - Boite a questions&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoy&amp;eacute; par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/lecuix"&gt;lecuix&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;François Bayrou&lt;/b&gt;, UDF, aussi prétendant&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Avec quel candidat pourriez-vous partir en week-end ? —Avec euh Dominique Voynet"&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4hhGlEmS6EuhkbaC5"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/4hhGlEmS6EuhkbaC5" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1l2bt_boite-a-questions-bayrou"&gt;Boite à questions : Bayrou&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoy&amp;eacute; par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/espritcanal"&gt;espritcanal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;José Bové&lt;/b&gt;, Altermondialiste, il essaye lui aussi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Vous pouvez me citer des chanteurs populaires chez les jeunes ? —Iam, bien sûr. Map, évidemment."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/UjjRILnJ4kpkYbppl"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/UjjRILnJ4kpkYbppl" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1ma7j_boite-a-questions-jose-bove"&gt;Boite à questions : José Bové&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoy&amp;eacute; par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/espritcanal"&gt;espritcanal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ségolène elle a raté sa boîte ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis les autres m'ennuient.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;NDLR : l'ordre de présentation des candidats est totalement aléatoire.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis pour Besancenot, se référer au post précédent...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="335"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/Eo3tFw8nNxChmbzft"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/Eo3tFw8nNxChmbzft" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="335" allowfullscreen="true"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x1n3eb_besancenot-au-forum-elle"&gt;Besancenot au forum &amp;quot;Elle&amp;quot;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;envoy&amp;eacute; par &lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/E_varlin"&gt;E_varlin&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je suis incorrigible ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Mais faut avouer qu'il parle biiiieeennn... &lt;/i&gt; Non ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-5849951118824884170?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/5849951118824884170/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=5849951118824884170' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5849951118824884170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5849951118824884170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/04/boites-questions.html' title='Boites à questions'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-6401108785409144237</id><published>2007-04-08T22:24:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:58:13.946+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sciences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><title type='text'>A 50% levure</title><content type='html'>"Nous sommes, en tant qu’Homo sapiens, d’une affligeante banalité biologique et génétique. Sur le plan génétique, notre proximité avec les grands singes est considérable ; elle atteint 98,7 % avec le chimpanzé et est encore de 80 % avec la souris et de 50 % avec la levure."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;© &lt;a href="http://www.futura-sciences.com/"&gt;futura-sciences&lt;/a&gt; &lt;i&gt;&lt;-- ceci est un site à visiter absolument&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;À en entendre certains, je ne suis même pas étonnée =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://visite.artsetmetiers.free.fr/images/instruments/levure_leg.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px;" src="http://visite.artsetmetiers.free.fr/images/instruments/levure_leg.jpg" border="0" alt="" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outre cela, il y a l'&lt;b&gt;antimatière&lt;/b&gt; qui me fascine également.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saviez-vous que &lt;i&gt;tout a un équivalent opposé&lt;/i&gt; ? Toutes les composantes de la matière ont un alter ego. On retrouve dans l'univers des antiprotons, antineutrons, antiélectrons (ce sont les positrons), antideutérons... En proportion extrêmement infimes et inférieures à la matière. La majorité de notre galaxie est constituée de matière.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et heureusement, car lorsque matière et antimatière se rencontrent, il se produit une immédiate &lt;i&gt;annihilation&lt;/i&gt;. Le &lt;b&gt;photon&lt;/b&gt; est la seule particule dont l'antiparticule est identique. Cela a pour conséquence hypothétique qu'une antiétoile (si une telle chose existe) nous apparaisse identique à une étoile ! (puisque leur image nous revient grâce à la lumière).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et quid de la "matière obscure" qui pourrait expliquer l'excédant d'antimatière au centre de notre galaxie ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et pourquoi y a-t-il plus de matière que d'antimatière si, logiquement, toute production de matière s'accompagne d'une production équivalente d'antimatière aux origines, et que donc, puisque l'(anti)matière ne se volatilise pas, il y a eu une brèche aux lois fondamentales de la physique au Big Bang ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhlSaCjtTcI/AAAAAAAAACs/TfGRLtnHQO8/s1600-h/anti.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhlSaCjtTcI/AAAAAAAAACs/TfGRLtnHQO8/s320/anti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051159064389438914" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Une fillette sur une place à Venise&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Waha, j'aime la physique. Pourquoi ai-je choisi Politique-économie-philosophie ?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhlYbCjtTdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5L30aysrpNM/s1600-h/presidentielle.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhlYbCjtTdI/AAAAAAAAAC0/5L30aysrpNM/s400/presidentielle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5051165678639074770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mmmh et la &lt;b&gt;présidentielle française&lt;/b&gt;... La présidentielle française.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pauvres Français ! Mais le jeu politique français me fascine ^^&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tiens, en septembre, j'avais déjà prédit que Bayrou remonterait largement pour répondre à l'indécision perplexe des "ni l'un ni l'autre" de la bipolarisation. Je devrais vendre mes pronostics.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis mon petit préféré du moment c'est &lt;a href="http://besancenot2007.org/"&gt;Besancenot&lt;/a&gt;. Il me fait rire, il est énergique, et il me distrait.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/aC0RaAFHEf0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/aC0RaAFHEf0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" width="425" height="350"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;"Qu'est-ce que vous préférez chez François Bayrou ? —Bah euh son tracteur, évidemment, comme tout le monde."&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis VIVE LA REVOLUTION. Nah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; &lt;textalign:center&gt; C'est la lutte finale&lt;br /&gt;Groupons-nous et demain&lt;br /&gt;L'internationale&lt;br /&gt;Sera le genre humain (des levures) &lt;/align&gt;&lt;/i&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-6401108785409144237?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/6401108785409144237/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=6401108785409144237' title='1 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/6401108785409144237'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/6401108785409144237'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/04/50-levure.html' title='A 50% levure'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhlSaCjtTcI/AAAAAAAAACs/TfGRLtnHQO8/s72-c/anti.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-5477031429612067142</id><published>2007-04-06T16:37:00.001+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:57:28.730+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sciences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Belgique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='société'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Bruxelles'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='politique'/><title type='text'>Dieu est...</title><content type='html'>&lt;size=14&gt;&lt;b&gt;flamand&lt;/b&gt;&lt;/size&gt;, ou semblerait-il tout du moins. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZbWijtTYI/AAAAAAAAACM/DnLvj2CFt40/s1600-h/dieu.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZbWijtTYI/AAAAAAAAACM/DnLvj2CFt40/s320/dieu.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050324474934414722" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Photo prise à Bruxelles, mercredi, lors d'une sortie shopping avec une amie — et on clique pour mieux voir &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce qui m'amène à la question du séparatisme en Belgique. Pas envie de faire de long discours, parce que j'ai la crève et que c'est pas triste (crève version mononucléose, c'est bizarre comme virus, je dors tout le temps et je balade des kilos de mouchoirs derrière moi).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le séparatisme, donc. Bon, première chose : c'est une idée profondément idiote et pas du tout viable. Et je ne parle pas d'une Wallonie incapable de s'assumer seule, non —la Flandre elle aussi coulerait, malgré certains rapports optimistes. Beaucoup de raisons à cela, pas envie de m'étendre là-dessus, trop fatiguée, et d'autres le font très bien.&lt;br /&gt;Ensuite, le séparatisme est contraire à l'humanisme, aux valeurs de solidarité, de richesse culturelle, de recherche de cohabitation harmonieuse. Je désapprouve, forcément. Si on ne s'en sort pas déjà rien qu'avec deux communautés, que faire de l'Europe ?&lt;br /&gt;Historiquement et sociologiquement, la tendance (plutôt marginale, d'ailleurs, et presque réservée au monde des politiques néerlandophones) à une Flandre indépendante a du sens. Mais elle ne devrait pas pousser à des régionalisations, communautarisations plus poussées, nous menant vers le confédéralisme —que je désapprouve également. Je ne suis pas belge, ni wallonne, je suis trilingue, alors je peux me targuer d'une neutralité relative. Le système politique belge est un ensemble fascinant de compromis et de diplomatie, et un modèle de démocratie fédérale et de subsidiarité des pouvoirs, de reconnaissance des minorités et de représentations protéiforme. C'est bien, c'est génial même. Il ne faut pas le laisser couler.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et puis je vous renvoie à ce site : &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.liguedesoptimistes.be/"&gt; Ligue des optimistes &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;  parce que c'est un chouette projet pas du tout dogmatique. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un autre sujet qui me tient à coeur : la protection de la vie privée. Avec les avancées technologiques en matières d'identification (biométrie, Internet, génétique, et j'en  passe) nous nous retrouvons confrontés à d'immenses trous dans nos législations. Il est impératif de lancer le débat. Voici quelques liens : &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.privacyinternational.org/"&gt; Privacy International&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.biteproject.org/default.asp"&gt;Biometric Identification Technology Ethics&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt; ; &lt;b&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.vieprivee.com/"&gt; Vie privée.com &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/b&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sarkozy a déjà fait passer une loi obligeant le fichage génétique de tous les perpétreurs de crimes et délits —même les faits de délinquance mineurs. Question : à quoi sert-il de ficher tous les petits délinquants ? À faire une distinction entre les "bons" et les "mauvais" citoyens ? Et la réinsertion ? Et la pédagogie ? Et qu'en est-il du futur ?&lt;br /&gt;À méditer. Le Nicolas il avait déjà voulu obtenir  un système d'identification génétique des populations maghrébine (c'est stupide en plus d'être profondément discriminatoire, la marge d'erreur nous ferait confondre un Italien et Marocain, oyé). Ça vole haut, tout ça. Si on se bouge pas, d'ici quelques années on se verra refuser des assurances pour "antécédants familiaux à risque" sur un simple scan de notre carte d'identité.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chouette, hein ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;----&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Enfin, sur une note plus joyeuse, voici quelques photos du mercredi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZhdCjtTZI/AAAAAAAAACU/oLj6TIII8JE/s1600-h/champs.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZhdCjtTZI/AAAAAAAAACU/oLj6TIII8JE/s200/champs.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050331183673331090" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZhdSjtTaI/AAAAAAAAACc/Z54li-WEmO8/s1600-h/rue.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZhdSjtTaI/AAAAAAAAACc/Z54li-WEmO8/s200/rue.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050331187968298402" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; Les alentours de chez moi &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZhuijtTbI/AAAAAAAAACk/u06OaAbtGQk/s1600-h/gare.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZhuijtTbI/AAAAAAAAACk/u06OaAbtGQk/s200/gare.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5050331484321041842" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt; La gare de la Hulpe &lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oui, oui, pas de temps belge pour une fois ^^ Et ça se maintient, mais je suis allitée, buh =(&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-5477031429612067142?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/5477031429612067142/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=5477031429612067142' title='2 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5477031429612067142'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/5477031429612067142'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/04/dieu-est.html' title='Dieu est...'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhZbWijtTYI/AAAAAAAAACM/DnLvj2CFt40/s72-c/dieu.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-7444653083437655464</id><published>2007-04-03T13:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-05-04T18:56:50.776+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sciences'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='société'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='musique'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><title type='text'>Gondole Ramazotti</title><content type='html'>C'est le nom du fichier vidéo sur mon ordinateur.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voyez donc, à Venise, tout est bon pour vider les touristes de leur argent. Et moi je profite à côté de leur niaiserie (en bonne touriste que je suis, j'ai immortalisé).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOLgWasmr6c"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/YOLgWasmr6c" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Par la même, je vais essayer de rendre cette affaire de voyage scolaire un peu plus claire. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On est donc partis le mardi 28 (je crois...) mars 2007, au soir, à 18.00 tappante, en car, pour un long voyage de 15h (enfin,  j'en sais rien). On est arrivés dans la matinée (je ne me souviens plus quand) et on a passé la journée à Venise à végéter (parce que dormir dans un bus... donc on n'a rien visité) pour ensuite aller à l'hôtel au soir. Je n'ai pas de photo de l'hôtel (***) mais bien de la journée où on a visité le pont Rialto (fourmilière à touristes et attrape-pigeons)  et puis l'espèce de tour géante sur la place San Marco (elle avait un certain nom qu'en bonne touriste inintéressée j'ai oublié).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici une photo de la basilique de St Marc : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI8kZ682LI/AAAAAAAAABs/CTdwZkiJ3hY/s1600-h/basilique+st+marc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI8kZ682LI/AAAAAAAAABs/CTdwZkiJ3hY/s200/basilique+st+marc.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049164728366848178" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le deuxième jour, on a visité les îles (Burano, Torcello et Murano).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici Torcello et son église. (ne prenez pas le guide audio, il essaye de vous endoctriner)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI8-p682MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HlDTZ6mLFBo/s1600-h/torcello+place.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI8-p682MI/AAAAAAAAAB0/HlDTZ6mLFBo/s200/torcello+place.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049165179338414274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Le troisième jour, on a du remplir un questionnaire sous la pluie en traversant Venise. D'abord on l'a traversée uen fois dans un sens en écoutant le guide, sans savoir qu'on aurait à retraverser la ville dans l'autre sens avec le questionnaire, sous la pluie. Ce jour-là, j'avais le sentiment de balader les canaux de Venise dans mes chaussures. Le soir, je n'ai pas mangé.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je n'ai pas de photo de ce jour-là =)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Samedi (4e jour...) cap sur la basilique (joli mais sans plus) et puis le musée de l'Académie. À nouveaux, l'enroule du questionnaire : on traverse le musée en écoutant le guide, puis retour à la case départ avec bic et papier. Chouette...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dimanche, dernier jour, on part en car pour visiter la Vénétie et Vérone. Puis, à 16.30, on quitte Vérone pour la Belgique.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lundi, 6.30, retour à l'école. Aah, une nuit de trois heures de sommeil entrecoupées de vagues de conscience altérée. Joie.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans le bus : &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhJGVZ682NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/urzRzW1QZnI/s1600-h/bus+retour+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhJGVZ682NI/AAAAAAAAAB8/urzRzW1QZnI/s200/bus+retour+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049175465785088210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhJGVp682OI/AAAAAAAAACE/pPvXiBg09mA/s1600-h/bus+retour.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhJGVp682OI/AAAAAAAAACE/pPvXiBg09mA/s200/bus+retour.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049175470080055522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;~~~&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sinon, je viens de lire un article comme quoi le libre arbitre n'existerait pas, et que ce serait ce joyeux organe appelé CERVEAU qui déciderait de toutes nos actions, nous envoyant également après l'influx nerveux l'illusion d'une prise de décision consciente.&lt;br /&gt;On est de pauvres manipulés du cerveau, guidés par les lois injustes de la nature. Quelle bande de dupes ! &lt;br /&gt;Mais bon, les criminels, malgré leur innocence morale scientifiquement prouvée, resteront en prison —faut protéger les cerveaux gentils des cerveaux déficients, hein, ne heurtez pas la société.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voilà qui me donne matière à rabattre le caquet de mon prof de religion/français/RFL. Oui, oui, mon absence de libre arbitre ne me heurte pas plus que ça, je ne pense qu'à ma gloire personnelle. C'est pas ma faute, c'est mon cerveau qui le veut.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ha !&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3239973159059096929-7444653083437655464?l=coindepage.blogspot.com'/&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/feeds/7444653083437655464/comments/default' title='Publier les commentaires'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3239973159059096929&amp;postID=7444653083437655464' title='0 commentaires'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/7444653083437655464'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3239973159059096929/posts/default/7444653083437655464'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://coindepage.blogspot.com/2007/04/gondole-ramazotti.html' title='Gondole Ramazotti'/><author><name>ML</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11346329784441168538</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09513029143706799326'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI8kZ682LI/AAAAAAAAABs/CTdwZkiJ3hY/s72-c/basilique+st+marc.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3239973159059096929.post-3704813678423721000</id><published>2007-04-03T12:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2007-04-06T17:08:26.301+02:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='école'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='photographie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Venise'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Italie'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><title type='text'>Je cherche un poème...</title><content type='html'>...qui parle de Venise, parce que comme titre, ça ferait vachement classe. Par contre aucun ne me revient donc je ne vais pas me tuer à le chercher (je sais que Byron... enfin peu importe).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Donc, oui, je suis partie à Venise. Enfin, dans la région, parce qu'on a un peu fait le tour. Avec l'école. Voyage de rhétos. C'était franchement bien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ce qui m'a plu, c'était surtout les îles. La ville de Venise elle-même me laisse un souvenir amer —trop touristique, et le seul jour où on en a fait le tour il pleuvait des cordes et j'avais un questionnaire trempé à remplir. Mais les îles sont magnifiques, surtout si on tombe par un jour de beau temps, soleil, petit vent et fraîcheur maritime printanière. Ah.. Burano, Torcello, Murano. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhIvJ5681_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qwAcReRjDW0/s1600-h/burano+canal.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhIvJ5681_I/AAAAAAAAAAM/qwAcReRjDW0/s200/burano+canal.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049149979449153522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;i&gt;Un petit canal à Burano&lt;/i&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Il y avait aussi Vérone, la ville de R&amp;J, les deux figures de littérature les plus immatures et les plus connues au monde. Mais la place est belle, donc ça en vaut la peine. Ce qui n'en vaut pas la peine, par contre, c'est le soi-disant "Balcon de Juliette", espèce de protubérance calcaire qui pousse sur la façade d'une maison dans sa cour intérieure. Mais le dimanche, à Vérone, les magasins sont ouverts, donc ça vaut vraiment la peine (ah, c'est important, les magasins).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI005682FI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EVW01057bi4/s1600-h/verone+place+2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI005682FI/AAAAAAAAAA8/EVW01057bi4/s200/verone+place+2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049156215741667410" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two households, both alike in dignity&lt;br /&gt;In fair Verona...&lt;br /&gt;© Shakespeare&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un bilan très positif. J'ai pris une nonantaine de photos (une quatre-vingt-dizaine pour les Français), ce qui revient au total que me permet mon appareil avec sa carte mémoire basique. Et j'ai fait deux vidéos qui, si je m'en sens l'énergie, vont atterrir sur Youtube et revenir par ici, juste parce que je veux remplir un peu ce blog. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Voici la première : les pigeons vénitiens. On m'entend en arrière plan. C'est un bon souvenir, tous ces pigeons... haha, et il y en avait bien plus sur la place, là c'est vraiment pas grand chose niveau pigeons. Je vous assure. Ils étaient gentils, gras, et bêtes. J'en ai attrapés cinq (wouah). J'aime les pigeons.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/J5IOAzMda60"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/J5IOAzMda60" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Je voudrais apprendre l'italien. Ça me semble facile, en immersion ce sera vite fait —enfin, j'espère.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un petit bémol (parmi d'autres) : la bouffe italienne, c'est bon quand on a le temps et les moyens de se l'offrir. Sinon, on s'enfile une pizza après l'autre, et ça, c'est pas spécialement agréable. Enfin, si quelqu'un veut bien élucider le mystère du métabolisme de l'Italien moyen, que je comprenne comment il fait pour rester filiforme tout en avalant des pâtes à tous les repas (copieux) de la journée.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sur ce, je vous laisse, avec quelques photos tout de même (pour honorer le tag là en bas)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dans l'ordre : des gondoliers ; la Piazza San marco ; des touristes (des vrais vénitiens... huh) ; Palazzio Pisana (en Vénitie) ; un petit square à Venise, avec ses maisons colorées.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI1XJ682GI/AAAAAAAAABE/uvM0E8-kZ6E/s1600-h/gondoliers.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI1XJ682GI/AAAAAAAAABE/uvM0E8-kZ6E/s200/gondoliers.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049156804152186978" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI145682HI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZbQuIbw0qv4/s1600-h/place+st+marc.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI145682HI/AAAAAAAAABM/ZbQuIbw0qv4/s200/place+st+marc.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049157383972771954" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI2oZ682II/AAAAAAAAABU/DQffbUYt6Gw/s1600-h/touristes.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI2oZ682II/AAAAAAAAABU/DQffbUYt6Gw/s200/touristes.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049158200016558210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI2op682JI/AAAAAAAAABc/-Dcd1BHU1To/s1600-h/palazzio+pisana+front.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI2op682JI/AAAAAAAAABc/-Dcd1BHU1To/s200/palazzio+pisana+front.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5049158204311525522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_nY4vLaJbzFg/RhI2o5682KI/AAAAAAAAABk/1zXCfmmi3sQ/s1600-h/square+venise.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; 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