Dear Mom and Dad, I woke up this morning in Albania. I was a bit confused at first, not quite sure if I was still dreaming, but it seems that I really am in Vlora. I just didn’t want you to worry while I find out what is going out here… I apparently live…… Continue reading Bons baisers d’Albanie…
I know some people who only speak French. And people that only speak English… I never could have done that. Very early, I discovered I had an easiness with language learning. It probably came from my interest in other languages, or at least, that helped a lot. I learned English out of pure need. I…… Continue reading Je parle…
While having a conversation about vacations, I thought about my trip to Cuba a few years back… A lot of people here in Québec go for places like Cuba, Dominican Republic and Mexico when it is time to book their vacations… It really is not surprising knowing the 4 Fs ( see my earlier post “Frette”)…… Continue reading Under the Cayo Largo sun…
I work in the technical support field. Having worked as an ambulance dispatcher in the past, I now put things in perspective, and regularly tell myself that no matter what goes wrong with what I do, nobody will die at the end of my call (or else things will have gone AWFULLY wrong). But less…… Continue reading French colors…
On December 8th of last year, I made a public request for a hug, thinking it would be harmless since the potential hug-receiver was in Denmark, with no reason to think he would show up in Québec anytime soon, and I wasn’t about to go to Denmark either, as much as I longed for it……… Continue reading Danish bureaucracy…
Today has been pretty quiet preparation-wise. I had other things to do, and it was my last day off work for a while. I had to stock on some energy for the week to come. But I didn’t want to leave a blank page in my trip’s book, so I just wanted to take the […]…… Continue reading D day -27 — The Turtle’s Journey…
Yeah, atoms and bikinis in the same post. Ok, mainly bikinis. Since they’ve been the talk of the town lately, I thought I’d do a little research about them so dreamy bikini things. I thought I’d ask my dear Wikifriend, because no one can provide unsure information like Wiki does. I tried both…… Continue reading Atoms and Bikinis…
I read that a singer in Indonesia died after being bitten by a cobra. I don’t trust the Internets, but the story got my interest anyway. It seems that the young woman was performing on stage, with snakes around her. At one point, she danced her way right and left, and stepped on a cobra’s…… Continue reading The show must go on…
Four weeks… I don’t quite realise it yet… For years now, I’ve been dreaming about it. In four weeks, I am leaving Montreal to visit Denmark… Twenty one days of walking around, meeting people, visiting places, living with and like the locals. Twenty one days of trying to master the basics of Danish. I am […]…… Continue reading D day -28… — The turtle’s journey…
Today, I am 29 nights away from my dream trip. In 29 nights, I will be standing in Montreal’s PET airport, my backpack on and my ticket in my hands, waiting to get on the airplane that will take me to København, DK. Actually, not true. I will be getting on the plane taking me…… Continue reading I sock…
