Yeah, I miss you Denmark… That was a few minutes before landing in Copenhagen, just over two months back. You had put your most beautiful sunset on, just for my arrival. Solnedgang… I was about to meet with you at last. To see you live, to hear you, feel you, taste you… I was about…… Continue reading Jeg savner dig…
Kamsar existed because of and for the local bauxite processing plant, CBG. It was the home of the numerous expats picked throughout the world to work for CBG, and a few priviledged locals. Our lives revolved around the company, depending on it for all and anything… We didn’t have any live tv chanel, no…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales…The hen that wasn’t
In the early nineties, my father got hired to work in a bauxite mine plant, in Guinea. We moved to a small town, Kamsar, that was built by the company, CBG. Here are a few, randomly picked tales from my 5 years spent there. (Note the giant poodle pup just above the country’s name… It…… Continue reading Kamsar, random tales… The black panther
I have a date in Kamloops… Not the romantic kind, at least not that I know of, but I am requested there all the same soon. I didn’t know exactly where Kamloops was… I knew it was far West, like the old movies, with caravans and gold diggers, but I had to Google it just…… Continue reading Montréal Kamloops…
Some people say I am hard to follow. That is not true! If you look at the bottom of your screen, you’ll see a rectangle with the word “follow” written in it… Just click on it, and you’ll instantly be following me. See?? Not hard at all! Let me just go to the bathroom for…… Continue reading Follow me!
Sharing is a great thing. We are usually taught at very young age how to share. Learn to share your toys if you want to make friends on the playground… My mother would say… Then I learned to share meals with loved ones, to share gifts on special occasions like birthdays or holidays… I even…… Continue reading Time zone blues…
Today’s my 12th day in Denmark now, and there is one thing that followed me since day one… For as long as I have souvenirs about travelling, I remember my parents telling me that being a Canadian was a good thing, travel wise. I couldn’t quite understand why, but I accepted it for what it…… Continue reading Oh Canada…
Just a quick note to appologize for quieter times to come for the next three weeks… Being about to spend the next 21 days in Denmark, it is safe to say that I will probably be pretty silent here. Not from a lack of ideas, but rather a lack of time. Sorry about that. You…… Continue reading Warning…
He loves me… He loves me not… One thing’s for sure, He loves me more than He loves you! A perfect example of the discussion echoes I heard here and there in the white Villa everyday. At first, I was barely paying attention to the childish arguments, but after a few days, I noticed it…… Continue reading Le bouquet de Marguerites…
Due to unverified but still concerning enough information, there has been a slight change of program regarding my upcoming trip. After thinking it over, I decided that Denmark wasn’t all that fascinating after all. The language is hellish to speak and/or understand, and there was really so little to visit anyway! No, I have set…… Continue reading Slight change of plans…
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