Montpellier Friends
I love Shisha
Larzac
Ice Bar Barcelona
Pouring our own pints
Church of Bones
Journey to France via Australia, England and Canada. Time Elapsed so far: 4 years 7 months
So while I was checking my email tonight, someone added me to their MSN so I thought 'maybe it could be my long lost brother'. But ofcourse it was someone trying to sell me XXX websites. So as I started saying random stuff, a lightbulb went off in my head. It was an autobot; not a real person. I thought I was wasting their time but infact, they took away 3 minutes of my life. I got school'd. My only excuse is that I just had 6 beers and was about to head out. Ah well, maybe someone will scam me on faecesbook.
Weekend is coming up so I need to find another city to visit. Back to studying.
tchao!
Avignon Garden - 4.5 MB
Frigo - 7.2 MB
Sam
Pont d'Avignon
Palais des Papes
I Love my Life
Can't remember the name
Owned!
Salut! Well I have been here for 4 weeks now. Life in the slow lane is still amazing but the French language is still hard. I have not made many trips as I am letting the stress from school get to me. So right now, my weekend bag is packed and after class tomorrow (Friday) at approxmiately 1pm, I will be going to the train station, buying a ticket and travelling somewhere in France. Dramas will unfold!
Anyway, I can't quite remember what I have done for the last 4 weeks other than going out everynight. Infact, We go to the same cafe everyday and everynight and they all know us now. Special treatment goes hand in hand and free drinks are a bonus. I even asked for a
t-shirt and they have arranged one for me; I feel special. I also attended another rugby game last weekend because it Was Montpellier vs Toulouse. Ex-All Blacks Byron Kelleher plays for Toulouse and he had a brilliant game. Unfortunately Montpellier got spanked! The score was 0 - 24 within the first 15 mins. Final score Montpellier 12 - Toulouse 30.
I have also met a lot of frenchies in my residence and they all get up to no good. There is also a rugby nut here (whom I went to the last rugby game with) that hangs an All Blacks flag out his window. He is fully french and when we partied in his room, it was just posters of obviously All Blacks! It is actually quite hard to study in this residence as the courtyard is in the centre and all the rooms look down on it so they are constantly talking to me or bringing down beers. The funny thing is when I do need help with my French, I would shout out 'aide, aide, aide' which in english means 'help, help, help'. Someone or even a group would sit with me and explain further. I was sitting in the study room tonight and the security guard sat with me for 2 hours and helped me out with my French homework. He didn't speak English and my French is poor but it must be improving since he managed to get his point across. What I have noticed is that if you are genuinely wanting to improve your French, help comes from all directions.
Its late and it rained today for the first time in 30 days. No just light rain but monsoon style with thunder and constant power cuts. Rain so heavy that we were making paper boats and setting them free on the roads. Fun times. No interesting photos yet but they will come.
Salut!
Sam
Peaceful town Sete
Glenfiddich Distillery
Dunnottar Castle
We were all queueing up to go through the security gates when she noticed she had picked up Noel's NZ passport. He has dual citizenship (British and NZ) but he travelled into the UK with his British passport. That means, when we return to London, Passport Control will ask if he has an entry visa as there are no traces of a holidaying visa or entry visa on his NZ passport. Infact his NZ passport was blank! What a mess! Off they went to talk to immigration officers about their options. They were given the green light and 2hrs 40mins later, we were in Faro.
It was 1am by the time we got to the hotel but the night was still young so out we went to roam the streets. Alcohol was dirt cheap in Portugal, although not as cheap as Krakow but cheap enough to live like a king.The next morning we drove through the coastal beach town of Albufeira. The beach was beautiful but the town was flooded with tourist and mainly English tourist. It just makes the place feel dirty. You want to walk around the peaceful but all you hear are loud geezers. Meh, back on the road to our resort in Lagos. It was around 35 degrees with a few hours of 40’s. The golden beach with clear water was impressive. After 2 hours in the sun, it became unbearable. We then hired a boat around and within the coves. Portugal is very well known for its seafood. Every night, we would be eating some sort of fish and crustacean.
Lisbon also has a lively night life. The main city is built on the flats and everything else is elevated. If you feel fit, you can walk but locals generally take the trams or the Santa Justa Elevator. We decided to party at Bairro Alto; very well known for its bars, restaurants and fado music. This trip was all about drinking, eating, drinking and more eating.What an awesome country!
Colourful Albufeira - 5.3 MB
Lagos Cove - 3.7 MB
Sam
3am Pizza
Colourful marine in Albufeira
Lagos Coves
Partying in Bairro Alto
Morish Castle in Centro
Deep inside the mines, an aura shines toward you as you approach St. Kinga's Chapel. Yes a chapel sculpted by miners! It is 18 metres wide, 10 metres high and stretches for 54 metres.
The surrounding walls are covered with historical and biblical carvings. Being in that room really makes you wonder 'What have I done with my life?'
There was so much to see. Check out this link for more information.
Even though Krakow is part of the European Union, they are still using their own currency. £1 = 5 polish zloty. Beer is 4 zloty, steak is 16 zloty. We ate and drank like Kings! The city is lively during the day with plenty of entertainment during the evenings. Yes, Krakow does have a past that we would like to forget but the city still radiates with joy. I will be back, oh yes........I will be back.
Sam
Eros Bendato Head
St. Mary's church from afar
Auschwitz
Auschwitz II/Birkenau
St. Kinga's Chapel