tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-58360258772779450392012-02-14T00:40:59.285+01:00A la base, photoblog de mon trip à rallonge 2007/2008 France-Polynésie en bateau, Mexique-Costa Rica en bus, États Unis en divers moyens de locomotion, Retour en Polynésie Française via Hawaï, puis... Japon, Russie via le Transsibérien, Saint-Pétersbourg, Estonie, Lettonie, Lituanie, Pologne et Berlin. Et depuis, quelques petits trips par ci par là. www.staround.meAurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.comBlogger1761100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-4299527247572105262011-11-03T15:46:00.000+01:002011-11-03T15:46:19.080+01:00depuis 7 mois, j'ai monté un projet d'application iphone avec des amis.<br />Nous sommes en demi finale du concours de startup de la conférence Paris LeWeb 11, le plus gros évenement du genre en Europe !<br /><br />pour se qualifier, nous devons réunir un maximum de votes.<br /><br />Je compte donc sur vous, un clic suffit à droite de la video :<br />bit.ly/staround-leweb<br /><br />merci !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-429952724757210526?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-13908123313737573402010-09-02T13:20:00.003+01:002010-09-02T13:27:25.790+01:00last trip with my father'sailboat, with some friends... and cows on the beach !<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-YDhagPrI/AAAAAAAACzs/GlSKjtod0ZI/s1600/DSC_0853.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-YDhagPrI/AAAAAAAACzs/GlSKjtod0ZI/s320/DSC_0853.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512291655201341106" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-XzvNqoxI/AAAAAAAACzk/jpQGN4GoMg4/s1600/moiporto.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-XzvNqoxI/AAAAAAAACzk/jpQGN4GoMg4/s320/moiporto.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512291384027685650" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-XzTK9xjI/AAAAAAAACzc/TwSwNlabqpQ/s1600/DSC_0611.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-XzTK9xjI/AAAAAAAACzc/TwSwNlabqpQ/s320/DSC_0611.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512291376500164146" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-XyzC0VFI/AAAAAAAACzU/bvnATZql33k/s1600/DSC_0594.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-XyzC0VFI/AAAAAAAACzU/bvnATZql33k/s320/DSC_0594.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512291367876056146" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-Xyv3Th2I/AAAAAAAACzM/H0aJhjbT9Og/s1600/boat.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 213px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TH-Xyv3Th2I/AAAAAAAACzM/H0aJhjbT9Og/s320/boat.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5512291367022462818" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1390812331373757340?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-15448867058684454062010-06-24T09:45:00.002+01:002010-06-24T10:29:16.893+01:00Arrivée à Belle-île<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbOLUpcgI/AAAAAAAACxM/7KnuJ8ZJfYE/s1600/belleilecote.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbOLUpcgI/AAAAAAAACxM/7KnuJ8ZJfYE/s320/belleilecote.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486258701438906882" /></a><br />EVG = alcool et perruques.. of course<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbNZWhy5I/AAAAAAAACw8/vtsMH_KsJJU/s1600/belleileben.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbNZWhy5I/AAAAAAAACw8/vtsMH_KsJJU/s320/belleileben.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486258688025021330" /></a><br />Plage de Donnante<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbOTeD63I/AAAAAAAACxU/2eRXX3cW5Z8/s1600/belleiledonnante2.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbOTeD63I/AAAAAAAACxU/2eRXX3cW5Z8/s320/belleiledonnante2.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486258703625874290" /></a><br />Tour en bateau<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbN1PgeyI/AAAAAAAACxE/iI5kUv7NNIk/s1600/belleilebenetmoi.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbN1PgeyI/AAAAAAAACxE/iI5kUv7NNIk/s320/belleilebenetmoi.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486258695511767842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbMqgnpJI/AAAAAAAACw0/Vv_4zN72REA/s1600/belleilebateau.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/TCMbMqgnpJI/AAAAAAAACw0/Vv_4zN72REA/s320/belleilebateau.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5486258675450881170" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1544886705868445406?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-7615446860332368792010-05-06T22:28:00.002+01:002010-05-06T22:35:09.129+01:00Le café des Délices à Sidi Bou Said<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1fHN6YPI/AAAAAAAACvg/3pUeUtewiLQ/s1600/Photo+040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1fHN6YPI/AAAAAAAACvg/3pUeUtewiLQ/s320/Photo+040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468273181187530994" /></a><br />Carthage, le suburb de luxe avec l'histoire à tous les coins de rue<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1eoFCcBI/AAAAAAAACvY/PJ1HYoFPVck/s1600/Photo+031.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1eoFCcBI/AAAAAAAACvY/PJ1HYoFPVck/s320/Photo+031.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468273172828811282" /></a><br />Miam !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1eDVLmgI/AAAAAAAACvQ/_LkfMXHhi-A/s1600/Photo+013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1eDVLmgI/AAAAAAAACvQ/_LkfMXHhi-A/s320/Photo+013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468273162964408834" /></a><br />Classique et toujours utile, voir joli quand yen a tellement<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1dgRUd1I/AAAAAAAACvI/4dtgk6IEqcg/s1600/Photo+007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1dgRUd1I/AAAAAAAACvI/4dtgk6IEqcg/s320/Photo+007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468273153552971602" /></a><br />Chez "tonton", le Sheraton !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1dSRMivI/AAAAAAAACvA/61n5Kn-CdKo/s1600/DSC00048.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-M1dSRMivI/AAAAAAAACvA/61n5Kn-CdKo/s320/DSC00048.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468273149794355954" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-761544686033236879?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-78198218627059710612010-05-06T22:22:00.001+01:002010-05-06T22:26:41.002+01:00la fin du tour du cap Bon.<br />Et oh surprise, Hammamet n'est pas que horrible...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mz5W0uvwI/AAAAAAAACu4/HEYLatjwA1E/s1600/DSC00056.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mz5W0uvwI/AAAAAAAACu4/HEYLatjwA1E/s320/DSC00056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468271433030221570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mz48PeTPI/AAAAAAAACuw/kaN0tCayY9c/s1600/DSC00054.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mz48PeTPI/AAAAAAAACuw/kaN0tCayY9c/s320/DSC00054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468271425894632690" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mz4m12jNI/AAAAAAAACuo/3O8C_vK9Hqk/s1600/DSC00050.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mz4m12jNI/AAAAAAAACuo/3O8C_vK9Hqk/s320/DSC00050.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468271420150025426" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7819821862705971061?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-86023687720825990622010-05-06T22:08:00.003+01:002010-05-06T22:20:58.019+01:00un petit port oublié avant Bizerte<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mw7jRB4nI/AAAAAAAACug/LeW9_MB53G0/s1600/Photo+030.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mw7jRB4nI/AAAAAAAACug/LeW9_MB53G0/s320/Photo+030.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468268172194996850" /></a><br />Le vieux port (et non le vieux porc)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mw7fZ_AtI/AAAAAAAACuY/hmxg7JfSRk4/s1600/Photo+015.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mw7fZ_AtI/AAAAAAAACuY/hmxg7JfSRk4/s320/Photo+015.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468268171158815442" /></a><br />Une poissonnerie<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mw7II9RYI/AAAAAAAACuQ/hKuuQrrzvBc/s1600/Photo+054.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mw7II9RYI/AAAAAAAACuQ/hKuuQrrzvBc/s320/Photo+054.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468268164913382786" /></a><br />une rue de la médina<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mw6g1w1QI/AAAAAAAACuI/KEeaL6XPJHI/s1600/Photo+035.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-Mw6g1w1QI/AAAAAAAACuI/KEeaL6XPJHI/s320/Photo+035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468268154363892994" /></a><br />trip avec Jean<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8602368772082599062?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-32453864597728411112010-05-06T22:03:00.002+01:002010-05-06T22:08:27.690+01:00La publicité "teasing"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-MvVq3rPxI/AAAAAAAACuA/H90746OaE0I/s1600/Photo+010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 206px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-MvVq3rPxI/AAAAAAAACuA/H90746OaE0I/s320/Photo+010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468266421889482514" /></a><br />Mon principal lieu de travail<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-MvVSK4H5I/AAAAAAAACt4/Ngd593FAaII/s1600/DSC00064.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-MvVSK4H5I/AAAAAAAACt4/Ngd593FAaII/s320/DSC00064.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468266415259131794" /></a><br />La boutique<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-MvVONx0MI/AAAAAAAACtw/a-4XRAHty_s/s1600/DSC00066.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-MvVONx0MI/AAAAAAAACtw/a-4XRAHty_s/s320/DSC00066.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468266414197559490" /></a><br />Nouveau bureau... pour 3 jours en ce qui nous concerne<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-MvUivrXJI/AAAAAAAACto/0naCzaB16rc/s1600/Photo+061.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S-MvUivrXJI/AAAAAAAACto/0naCzaB16rc/s320/Photo+061.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5468266402528582802" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3245386459772841111?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-39179470371126354302010-05-03T13:31:00.003+01:002010-05-03T13:33:47.683+01:00une petite photo avec les collègues de la Team FUT :<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S97CYIFaSdI/AAAAAAAACtc/GNzbwS8-SrE/s1600/DSC00276.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S97CYIFaSdI/AAAAAAAACtc/GNzbwS8-SrE/s320/DSC00276.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467020717417187794" /></a><br />Et avec l'équipe de gestion des remontées FUT, aka les SPOC Orange Tunisie<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S97CX3TQaYI/AAAAAAAACtU/1TxkQ6iaB1M/s1600/DSC00272.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S97CX3TQaYI/AAAAAAAACtU/1TxkQ6iaB1M/s320/DSC00272.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5467020712911858050" /></a><br /><br />Retour à Paris pour de nouvelles aventures...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3917947037112635430?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-28238906981986083062010-04-13T09:49:00.006+01:002010-04-13T11:20:16.072+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qxn_BcgII/AAAAAAAACq8/dwt8djVBwrI/s1600/WE1+Arava.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qxn_BcgII/AAAAAAAACq8/dwt8djVBwrI/s320/WE1+Arava.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459543211282038914" /></a><br />ça faisait longtemps que j'en rêvais... et encore plus avec ma chérie.<br />Eh bien voilà, le Sahara n'a (presque) plus de secrets pour nous !<br />2h de chameau et 1h de quad, 1 fort romain, 1 oasis...<br />En bonus, Djerba (mouais), Matmata (pas mal mais trop touristique), de la route et beaucoup de soleil.<br />Parcours : Tunis - Djerba - Matmata - Ksar Ghilane et retour.<br />les voici les voilà, les photos :<br /><span style="font-style:italic;">hotel à Houmt Souk, Djerba</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw5sTSm6I/AAAAAAAACp8/tBBSferM-8Q/s1600/WE1+Arava+(3).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw5sTSm6I/AAAAAAAACp8/tBBSferM-8Q/s320/WE1+Arava+(3).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459542415982631842" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">euh.. Matmata?</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw5xWHtWI/AAAAAAAACqE/IBA89hKcXI0/s1600/WE1+Arava+(4).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw5xWHtWI/AAAAAAAACqE/IBA89hKcXI0/s320/WE1+Arava+(4).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459542417336677730" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Les fameuses maisons troglodites</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw6JZsNdI/AAAAAAAACqM/srk4qoXIQOc/s1600/WE1+Arava+(5).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw6JZsNdI/AAAAAAAACqM/srk4qoXIQOc/s320/WE1+Arava+(5).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459542423794103762" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">Sur la route de Ksar Ghilane</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8QxiQw0L1I/AAAAAAAACqc/55Fm3qojlFA/s1600/WE1+Arava+(7).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8QxiQw0L1I/AAAAAAAACqc/55Fm3qojlFA/s320/WE1+Arava+(7).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459543112964910930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8QxihiQeLI/AAAAAAAACqk/XURXFz7RYnY/s1600/WE1+Arava+(8).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8QxihiQeLI/AAAAAAAACqk/XURXFz7RYnY/s320/WE1+Arava+(8).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459543117467252914" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">L'oasis de Ksar Ghilane</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qxi_J_fyI/AAAAAAAACqs/M6GXnrmcQ9w/s1600/WE1+Arava+(9).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qxi_J_fyI/AAAAAAAACqs/M6GXnrmcQ9w/s320/WE1+Arava+(9).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459543125418540834" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw5S0s91I/AAAAAAAACp0/bMAymFieUT8/s1600/WE1+Arava+(2).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw5S0s91I/AAAAAAAACp0/bMAymFieUT8/s320/WE1+Arava+(2).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459542409143449426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw48Y2-wI/AAAAAAAACps/EdnbaxgDTZM/s1600/WE1+Arava+(1).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8Qw48Y2-wI/AAAAAAAACps/EdnbaxgDTZM/s320/WE1+Arava+(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459542403121085186" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8QxjGTlfnI/AAAAAAAACq0/oCexkOGuAWQ/s1600/WE1+Arava+(10).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S8QxjGTlfnI/AAAAAAAACq0/oCexkOGuAWQ/s320/WE1+Arava+(10).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459543127337827954" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2823890698198608306?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-17125821562880507792010-03-14T22:58:00.002+01:002010-03-17T01:07:48.336+01:00Journée variée à tout point de vue : climat, paysages et sensations.<br />bcp de photos aussi.<br />Tout début de la côte Nord du Cap Bon :<br />Mini port de pêche dans le Golfe de Tunis<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cgDlOqWI/AAAAAAAACok/35IZfvgtaQg/s1600-h/DSCN2056.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cgDlOqWI/AAAAAAAACok/35IZfvgtaQg/s320/DSCN2056.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448612829975193954" /></a><br />Vues depuis la route de Korbus, avec un bleu bien sympathique<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cfwY7_9I/AAAAAAAACoc/bCeX_mZSqN4/s1600-h/DSCN2055.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cfwY7_9I/AAAAAAAACoc/bCeX_mZSqN4/s320/DSCN2055.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448612824823365586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cfptqJaI/AAAAAAAACoU/D-t_dSjjRrE/s1600-h/DSCN2054.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cfptqJaI/AAAAAAAACoU/D-t_dSjjRrE/s320/DSCN2054.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448612823031227810" /></a><br />L'intérieur du Cap Bon est très champêtre : moutons, carottes, oranges à la pelle... verdoyant et pastoral.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cgU-d_NI/AAAAAAAACos/-zyIeNSHMVk/s1600-h/DSCN2058.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cgU-d_NI/AAAAAAAACos/-zyIeNSHMVk/s320/DSCN2058.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448612834644458706" /></a><br />Petit resto à El Haouaria, thon et calamar grillé au soleil miam !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c-RLLdtI/AAAAAAAACpE/N1ciDRu9Zew/s1600-h/DSCN2071.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c-RLLdtI/AAAAAAAACpE/N1ciDRu9Zew/s320/DSCN2071.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448613349020104402" /></a><br />En bas du resto, roches torturées et grottes marines<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c-Mbe1DI/AAAAAAAACo8/Wr8Hi-1l3IA/s1600-h/DSCN2069.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c-Mbe1DI/AAAAAAAACo8/Wr8Hi-1l3IA/s320/DSCN2069.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448613347746305074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cgsQQl8I/AAAAAAAACo0/0OajxuiHdTE/s1600-h/DSCN2068.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51cgsQQl8I/AAAAAAAACo0/0OajxuiHdTE/s320/DSCN2068.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448612840893093826" /></a><br />Port de pêche de Kelibia, 4eme de Tunisie<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c_ODQfPI/AAAAAAAACpc/HyTIB3e1YCk/s1600-h/DSCN2093.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c_ODQfPI/AAAAAAAACpc/HyTIB3e1YCk/s320/DSCN2093.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448613365361442034" /></a><br />Ruines Unesco de Kerouane, ancienne cité punique les pieds dans l'eau<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c-lqVK6I/AAAAAAAACpU/UCvj7Z2Shqg/s1600-h/DSCN2087.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c-lqVK6I/AAAAAAAACpU/UCvj7Z2Shqg/s320/DSCN2087.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448613354519473058" /></a><br />Le bout du Cap Bon est une petite montagne qui retombe presque a pic dans la mer. D'un côté, une falaise :<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c-r6UiII/AAAAAAAACpM/bQzipXIDj0I/s1600-h/DSCN2079.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S51c-r6UiII/AAAAAAAACpM/bQzipXIDj0I/s320/DSCN2079.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448613356197152898" /></a><br />De l'autre, une vue sur la plaine cultivée et la côte Sud, longue plage qui va jusqu'à Hammamet.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S6AcynqeSNI/AAAAAAAACpk/YmH3KnqSWQc/s1600-h/DSCN2080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S6AcynqeSNI/AAAAAAAACpk/YmH3KnqSWQc/s320/DSCN2080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5449387205084465362" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1712582156288050779?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-88788230488349027642010-03-13T20:53:00.008+01:002010-03-13T21:23:29.471+01:00La porte de France, entrée de la Médina<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtd26wasI/AAAAAAAAClU/BTFQjTqIVIQ/s1600-h/DSCN2039.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtd26wasI/AAAAAAAAClU/BTFQjTqIVIQ/s320/DSCN2039.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448209271448693442" /></a><br />Quelques délices...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vzRIqoWII/AAAAAAAACn8/wskbOg6KuOk/s1600-h/DSCN2032.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vzRIqoWII/AAAAAAAACn8/wskbOg6KuOk/s320/DSCN2032.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448215649944361090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vzHBsxadI/AAAAAAAACns/6DSwD6l9Jgo/s1600-h/DSCN2034.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vzHBsxadI/AAAAAAAACns/6DSwD6l9Jgo/s320/DSCN2034.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448215476275603922" /></a><br />et un petit hammam<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vzGjbfSII/AAAAAAAACnc/TC2Tx9Z0rV0/s1600-h/DSCN2031.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vzGjbfSII/AAAAAAAACnc/TC2Tx9Z0rV0/s320/DSCN2031.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448215468150048898" /></a><br />Ready to go !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vzRqrA62I/AAAAAAAACoM/JOrsR0xpFg4/s1600-h/DSCN2017.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vzRqrA62I/AAAAAAAACoM/JOrsR0xpFg4/s320/DSCN2017.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448215659072777058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vypdFQ2CI/AAAAAAAACnU/lYHxafIErdc/s1600-h/DSCN2037.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vypdFQ2CI/AAAAAAAACnU/lYHxafIErdc/s320/DSCN2037.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448214968230008866" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vyo-Oy5TI/AAAAAAAACnM/OuHTshBTgfA/s1600-h/DSCN2030.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vyo-Oy5TI/AAAAAAAACnM/OuHTshBTgfA/s320/DSCN2030.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448214959948490034" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vyoR52N5I/AAAAAAAACnE/NakoC-AYEuU/s1600-h/DSCN2029.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vyoR52N5I/AAAAAAAACnE/NakoC-AYEuU/s320/DSCN2029.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448214948049467282" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx61qJP_I/AAAAAAAACm8/VSVbSn6v7wo/s1600-h/DSCN2027.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx61qJP_I/AAAAAAAACm8/VSVbSn6v7wo/s320/DSCN2027.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448214167373299698" /></a><br />Le Chapelier fou<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx6djGhII/AAAAAAAACm0/TWifVnOYCJ4/s1600-h/DSCN2026.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx6djGhII/AAAAAAAACm0/TWifVnOYCJ4/s320/DSCN2026.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448214160901309570" /></a><br />L'intérieur de café typique de la médina, couvert de carrelages<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx5wPuzDI/AAAAAAAACms/OAmw8idGVpE/s1600-h/DSCN2018.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx5wPuzDI/AAAAAAAACms/OAmw8idGVpE/s320/DSCN2018.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448214148740467762" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx0tTO5pI/AAAAAAAACmk/peNcCTDjtPo/s1600-h/DSCN2016.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx0tTO5pI/AAAAAAAACmk/peNcCTDjtPo/s320/DSCN2016.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448214062050502290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx0df0IfI/AAAAAAAACmc/lCBJR-gDJdY/s1600-h/DSCN2014.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vx0df0IfI/AAAAAAAACmc/lCBJR-gDJdY/s320/DSCN2014.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448214057808306674" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxTCbpkuI/AAAAAAAACmU/UuCLAySsD_k/s1600-h/DSCN2013.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxTCbpkuI/AAAAAAAACmU/UuCLAySsD_k/s320/DSCN2013.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448213483607397090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxS_Tv4OI/AAAAAAAACmM/PhQktgtBjSI/s1600-h/DSCN2012.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxS_Tv4OI/AAAAAAAACmM/PhQktgtBjSI/s320/DSCN2012.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448213482768949474" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxSp9wmpI/AAAAAAAACmE/EF5EnmBVkG4/s1600-h/DSCN2011.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxSp9wmpI/AAAAAAAACmE/EF5EnmBVkG4/s320/DSCN2011.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448213477039577746" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxSq2NfmI/AAAAAAAACl8/puEjE1CycMQ/s1600-h/DSCN2009.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxSq2NfmI/AAAAAAAACl8/puEjE1CycMQ/s320/DSCN2009.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448213477276352098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxSPCi1TI/AAAAAAAACl0/NXT-GoFw4Iw/s1600-h/DSCN2008.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vxSPCi1TI/AAAAAAAACl0/NXT-GoFw4Iw/s320/DSCN2008.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448213469811889458" /></a><br />On s'approche de la fin, vers les ministères.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtweajRnI/AAAAAAAACls/9w_PxME8Kg4/s1600-h/DSCN2025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtweajRnI/AAAAAAAACls/9w_PxME8Kg4/s320/DSCN2025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448209591288678002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtwLofzwI/AAAAAAAAClk/8mCYrpbhcrQ/s1600-h/DSCN2020.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtwLofzwI/AAAAAAAAClk/8mCYrpbhcrQ/s320/DSCN2020.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448209586246897410" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtvzb7zvI/AAAAAAAAClc/SEeyE8J3Zs8/s1600-h/DSCN2019.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtvzb7zvI/AAAAAAAAClc/SEeyE8J3Zs8/s320/DSCN2019.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448209579751755506" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8878823048834902764?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-88004954182311725632010-03-13T20:11:00.004+01:002010-03-13T20:53:49.113+01:00Mal à la tête ce samedi matin, certainement le Magon ou Vieux Magon, vin local de piètre qualité, qui fait son "double effet"...<br /><br />Petit soleil vite ennuagé mais départ (en T-shirt, je le regretterai) pr la Médina, que je n'avais pas vraiment visité la dernière fois.<br /><br />Descente en ville en passant par la ville coloniale/moderne avec qqs beaux restes (1ère photo par ex) qui rappellent Casablanca. Certains beaux immeubles sont restaurés mais la plupart sont décatis. Bcp de circulation et de monde le samedi, c'est WE...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vjtyKPQKI/AAAAAAAACkU/0U7f02AZnss/s1600-h/DSCN2007.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vjtyKPQKI/AAAAAAAACkU/0U7f02AZnss/s320/DSCN2007.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448198549933080738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vjtd2B_fI/AAAAAAAACkM/SjQTEzmf6nQ/s1600-h/DSCN2006.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vjtd2B_fI/AAAAAAAACkM/SjQTEzmf6nQ/s320/DSCN2006.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448198544479616498" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vjsrHFPmI/AAAAAAAACkE/aGvUUXVFyv0/s1600-h/DSCN2004.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vjsrHFPmI/AAAAAAAACkE/aGvUUXVFyv0/s320/DSCN2004.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448198530860924514" /></a><br />Petit tour par le quartier "officiel", collé à la médina mais beaucoup plus "propre sur soi".<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vsphpQGqI/AAAAAAAAClE/hsobchfps-8/s1600-h/DSCN2023.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vsphpQGqI/AAAAAAAAClE/hsobchfps-8/s320/DSCN2023.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448208372384930466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vspGc6gJI/AAAAAAAACk0/6LFJtS9q_DQ/s1600-h/DSCN2021.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 133px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vspGc6gJI/AAAAAAAACk0/6LFJtS9q_DQ/s320/DSCN2021.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448208365085425810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtGcczfOI/AAAAAAAAClM/7HGfsv5ICrM/s1600-h/DSCN2024.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vtGcczfOI/AAAAAAAAClM/7HGfsv5ICrM/s320/DSCN2024.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448208869206752482" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8800495418231172563?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-28262339751782268692010-03-13T19:37:00.003+01:002010-03-13T20:11:43.888+01:00Toujours autant de travail ici, avec la date fatidique des débuts des tests qui approche... mais heureusement, les tests techniques (j'organise le test d'un pt de vue client) sont en retard. Inch allah comme ça on aura le temps de bien faire les choses...<br />Le soleil ne se montre plus guère, mais en semaine, on n'en profite pas tellement de toute façon...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vi0vUxxEI/AAAAAAAACj8/u0KzuDjK68I/s1600-h/DSCN2003.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vi0vUxxEI/AAAAAAAACj8/u0KzuDjK68I/s320/DSCN2003.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448197569919435842" /></a><br /><br />Bcp d'excel en ce moment et écriture de scénarios / questionnaires pour que les tests soient exhaustifs et qu'on ait des remontées suffisantes et utilisables.<br /><br />Petit diner entre collègues en room service, quand on finit trop tard pr aller au resto...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vi0TrppVI/AAAAAAAACj0/_HtEdFzsu3I/s1600-h/DSCN2001.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S5vi0TrppVI/AAAAAAAACj0/_HtEdFzsu3I/s320/DSCN2001.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5448197562499179858" /></a><br /><br />Vendredi soir, soirée pré mariage d'une collègue dans un resto lounge à Gamarth, station balnéaire au NO de Tunis. Un château carton pâte avec intérieur années 70 avec vinyls et plastiques rouge/blanc... curieux...<br />La future mariée a eu droit à toute la panoplie du touriste avec mention spéciale pr le plateau coloré avec noms et date du mariage... énorme.<br />A la sortie, la route est une vraie piscine : il pleut beaucoup et apriori, les évacuations sont pas tellement prévues...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2826233975178226869?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-24033780969336458802010-03-04T17:27:00.002+01:002010-03-04T17:35:43.826+01:00Voili voilou, après une semaine encore bien dure (9-21h en général) et très ventée bien qu'ensoleillée, je repars en France pour retrouver ma chérie. Et compléter mes affaires par la même occasion avec + de tshirts et shorts ;)<br />J'ai pris mon rythme de vie :<br />levé 7h30, descente à la salle de sport pr course + exercices bras ou piscine, ptit dej et départ à 8h30<br />Bouffe au bureau ou ds les restos autour du assez chic et moderne quartier des "Berges du Lac"<br />Départ en soirée avec bouffe en room service/rien/resto bof de l'hotel/resto aux alentours<br />GROS DODO<br /><br />L'hotel est sur une colline entourée de gros batiments et d'un quartier résidentiel, pas grand chose à faire à pied donc... le taxi est de mise en permanence.<br />Ca me manque un peu de pas pouvoir manger ce que je veux à ma façon, et sur du long terme c'est quand même pesant.<br />Mais je vais pas faire mon difficile, ménage/pressing ts les jours sans efforts...<br />à bientôt !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2403378096933645880?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-25227068754685468732010-03-01T09:14:00.005+01:002010-03-01T09:30:04.965+01:00le TGM, Tunis Gammarth La Marsa, petit train pour aller aussi à La Goulette, Carthage et Sidi Bou Saïd.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4fwOHMII/AAAAAAAACis/neFFknKmujw/s1600-h/DSCN1993.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4fwOHMII/AAAAAAAACis/neFFknKmujw/s320/DSCN1993.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443577061522747522" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4fkc9ZXI/AAAAAAAACik/-uGdaugtwhk/s1600-h/DSCN1991.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4fkc9ZXI/AAAAAAAACik/-uGdaugtwhk/s320/DSCN1991.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443577058363794802" /></a><br />Le port de Sidi Bou Saïd, qui n'est pas du tout ce que j'imaginais en termes de topographie. C'est un village perché avec un petit port en contrebas sans café/resto à part la marina.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4fZt1tQI/AAAAAAAACic/HjrNyEwtSL4/s1600-h/DSCN1990.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4fZt1tQI/AAAAAAAACic/HjrNyEwtSL4/s320/DSCN1990.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443577055481804034" /></a><br />Villa de luxe "à la californienne", qui tombera un jour...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3n7d010I/AAAAAAAACiU/N9_BIUP0E70/s1600-h/DSCN1989.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3n7d010I/AAAAAAAACiU/N9_BIUP0E70/s320/DSCN1989.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443576102468769602" /></a><br />Très charmant petit village avec les fameuses rues blanches et bleues, le Café des Délices de Patriiiiiiiiiick et un beau musée qui me reste à voir, la prochaine fois.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3nrjkCbI/AAAAAAAACiM/wafrG3khWeg/s1600-h/DSCN1988.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3nrjkCbI/AAAAAAAACiM/wafrG3khWeg/s320/DSCN1988.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443576098197866930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3nU66akI/AAAAAAAACiE/25gWg9slHvk/s1600-h/DSCN1987.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3nU66akI/AAAAAAAACiE/25gWg9slHvk/s320/DSCN1987.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443576092121786946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3nF8Zx6I/AAAAAAAACh8/2aWrMdShtpg/s1600-h/DSCN1985.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3nF8Zx6I/AAAAAAAACh8/2aWrMdShtpg/s320/DSCN1985.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443576088101504930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3mpUAt1I/AAAAAAAACh0/1-h2a0bzJsc/s1600-h/DSCN1984.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t3mpUAt1I/AAAAAAAACh0/1-h2a0bzJsc/s320/DSCN1984.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443576080415897426" /></a><br />Sidi est à 15 min en taxi donc j'y retournerai probablement... C'est, à ce qu'il paraît, connu pour ses cages à oiseaux...si vous avez besoin...<br /><br />La Médina de Tunis vu de la Terrasse de l'ancien palais du Bey, au coucher du soleil<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4gY1zmEI/AAAAAAAACi8/NIZ7un3LIZY/s1600-h/DSCN1995.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4gY1zmEI/AAAAAAAACi8/NIZ7un3LIZY/s320/DSCN1995.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443577072426653762" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4gBb7vtI/AAAAAAAACi0/RYuWgc8ee8w/s1600-h/DSCN1994.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t4gBb7vtI/AAAAAAAACi0/RYuWgc8ee8w/s320/DSCN1994.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443577066144120530" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6ofBALwI/AAAAAAAACjk/Wsa09mF37xs/s1600-h/DSCN2000.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6ofBALwI/AAAAAAAACjk/Wsa09mF37xs/s320/DSCN2000.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443579410546437890" /></a><br />Où l'on voit la fameuse cage à oiseaux :<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6oN1ivgI/AAAAAAAACjc/8MRJSKYDcl8/s1600-h/DSCN1999.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6oN1ivgI/AAAAAAAACjc/8MRJSKYDcl8/s320/DSCN1999.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443579405934968322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6n0tRGDI/AAAAAAAACjU/iI4rqiiSQmk/s1600-h/DSCN1998.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6n0tRGDI/AAAAAAAACjU/iI4rqiiSQmk/s320/DSCN1998.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443579399189370930" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6nmnCk0I/AAAAAAAACjM/aoFASSTpIsc/s1600-h/DSCN1997.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6nmnCk0I/AAAAAAAACjM/aoFASSTpIsc/s320/DSCN1997.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443579395405157186" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6nftSfRI/AAAAAAAACjE/BjXxfMtpkFU/s1600-h/DSCN1996.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4t6nftSfRI/AAAAAAAACjE/BjXxfMtpkFU/s320/DSCN1996.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443579393552317714" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2522706875468546873?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-46506132335476929042010-02-23T22:57:00.002+01:002010-02-23T23:00:34.508+01:00Pose midi express au bord du Lac de Tunis...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4RP4WX7vyI/AAAAAAAAChs/MYdBePfobss/s1600-h/tunisie+bis+(1).JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4RP4WX7vyI/AAAAAAAAChs/MYdBePfobss/s320/tunisie+bis+(1).JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441562079267634978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4RP332AblI/AAAAAAAAChk/XQPPG2fJqOQ/s1600-h/tunisie+bis.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4RP332AblI/AAAAAAAAChk/XQPPG2fJqOQ/s320/tunisie+bis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441562071072271954" /></a><br /><br /><br />PS : il est 23h et nous sommes tjs au boulot !!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-4650613233547692904?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-27666407960002357492010-02-23T21:36:00.004+01:002010-02-23T21:40:30.402+01:00le bureau (by night, mais il fait beau!) :<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q86U6zW5I/AAAAAAAAChM/xLp-O1dbjBw/s1600-h/tunisie.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q86U6zW5I/AAAAAAAAChM/xLp-O1dbjBw/s320/tunisie.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441541222515825554" /></a><br />Vue de la chambre d'hotel au petit matin :<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q86GSYRxI/AAAAAAAAChE/OU7CpJ4LUdw/s1600-h/tunisie+(4).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q86GSYRxI/AAAAAAAAChE/OU7CpJ4LUdw/s320/tunisie+(4).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441541218588182290" /></a><br />Photos de la chambre<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q857rxgXI/AAAAAAAACg8/jPbjkVyh8zI/s1600-h/tunisie+(3).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 128px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q857rxgXI/AAAAAAAACg8/jPbjkVyh8zI/s320/tunisie+(3).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441541215741903218" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q85oNEkII/AAAAAAAACg0/kdTlr6a6_aU/s1600-h/tunisie+(2).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 160px; height: 128px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q85oNEkII/AAAAAAAACg0/kdTlr6a6_aU/s320/tunisie+(2).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441541210512855170" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q85HSo_dI/AAAAAAAACgs/rfgR6ojAGoM/s1600-h/tunisie+(1).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 128px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/S4Q85HSo_dI/AAAAAAAACgs/rfgR6ojAGoM/s320/tunisie+(1).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5441541201677843922" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2766640796000235749?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-77251941472023882052010-02-23T09:30:00.002+01:002010-02-23T09:33:45.747+01:00me voici de retour au Maghreb, mais pour le boulot cette fois-ci !<br />Logé au Sheraton de Tunis, avec vue sympathique sur Tunis, son lac et les montagnes derrière.<br />Il fait beau et pas trop chaud, mais l'ambiance est très studieuse !<br />Détente le soir au bar de l'hotel ou resto environnant.<br />Nous sommes une dizaine de ma société, je ne suis donc pas dépaysé et bien pris en main par mes collègues.<br /><br />à venir : qqs photos de mon environnement !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7725194147202388205?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-70044864444153758602009-09-07T19:19:00.003+01:002009-09-07T20:09:52.746+01:00<div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><br /></div>ascension du plus haut mont du Magreb à la cool et en solitaire.<img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVSMLK9PnI/AAAAAAAACcs/vYPw31s2-KI/s320/IMG_0592.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378795699074580082" /><img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVSLhIJdoI/AAAAAAAACck/Zyeh4HzPSao/s320/IMG_0578.JPG" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378795687788508802" /> Départ à 5h du mat dans la nuit, bras gelés mais bon sport ! redescente en courant pour un total de 8h de marche + 3 taxis collectifs dans les déserts arides montagneux de l'Atlas tout l'après midi... <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVSMowW0xI/AAAAAAAACc0/2ud3gD1JFOY/s1600-h/IMG_0617.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVSMowW0xI/AAAAAAAACc0/2ud3gD1JFOY/s320/IMG_0617.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378795707016074002" /></a>autant dire que l'arrivée à Taroundant a fait du bien ! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVSNP5QOVI/AAAAAAAACc8/XOEMoAe3q2c/s1600-h/IMG_0626.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVSNP5QOVI/AAAAAAAACc8/XOEMoAe3q2c/s320/IMG_0626.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378795717522372946" /></a><br />Et en plus, je suis tombé sur un riad fort sympathique, le riad taroundant <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVSNsCkpzI/AAAAAAAACdE/uxeliPH4fOA/s1600-h/IMG_0630.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVSNsCkpzI/AAAAAAAACdE/uxeliPH4fOA/s320/IMG_0630.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378795725077653298" /></a> (tout simplement), avec une soirée d'anniversaire en prime !<br />je vous avoue, j'ai pas tenu jusqu'au bout...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7004486444415375860?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-10072295259131453712009-08-30T19:08:00.003+01:002009-09-07T20:18:41.315+01:00En attendant qqs fotos, voilà, je suis reparti pour qqs vacances bien méritées... Destination Maroc pour 11 jours et une boucle : Marrackech, Atlas, Essouira, Oualidia, Rabat et Casa...<br />Premières impressions très fortes pour les 2 premiers jours à "Arnaquech", mais ça vaut le coup pour 50€ d'avion !<br />les souks...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVcN3L22RI/AAAAAAAACdc/SdIPq_z7F4M/s1600-h/IMG_0327.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVcN3L22RI/AAAAAAAACdc/SdIPq_z7F4M/s320/IMG_0327.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378806723185662226" /></a><br />la Place Djmaa El Fna by night<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVcNk3iGTI/AAAAAAAACdU/0aPwCI-0Qf8/s1600-h/IMG_0387.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 160px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVcNk3iGTI/AAAAAAAACdU/0aPwCI-0Qf8/s320/IMG_0387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378806718268578098" /></a><br />Mon hôtel - riad, plutôt sympa :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVcNJtM7FI/AAAAAAAACdM/UvEBbLokbmo/s1600-h/IMG_0403.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SqVcNJtM7FI/AAAAAAAACdM/UvEBbLokbmo/s320/IMG_0403.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5378806710977490002" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1007229525913145371?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-73567903220756822892009-06-30T10:15:00.000+01:002009-06-30T10:16:04.532+01:00<div><object width="480" height="405"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x9po89_usa-le-sud_travel&related=1"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x9po89_usa-le-sud_travel&related=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="480" height="405" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"></embed></object><br /><b><a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x9po89_usa-le-sud_travel">USA : le sud</a></b><br /><i>envoy&eacute; par <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen">wonderchozen</a>. - <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/fr/channel/travel">Explorez des lieux exotiques en vidéo.</a></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img 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href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SW9FfHBYm1I/AAAAAAAACNw/0nzCfvg7rnA/s1600-h/02012009(004).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SW9FfHBYm1I/AAAAAAAACNw/0nzCfvg7rnA/s320/02012009(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291524487946738514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SW9Fe7TkblI/AAAAAAAACNo/jj0FhScDKr8/s1600-h/02012009(003).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SW9Fe7TkblI/AAAAAAAACNo/jj0FhScDKr8/s320/02012009(003).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291524484801785426" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SW9FemLTa9I/AAAAAAAACNg/BzuSN_wsw8w/s1600-h/02012009(002).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SW9FemLTa9I/AAAAAAAACNg/BzuSN_wsw8w/s320/02012009(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291524479129971666" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SW9FevAhX8I/AAAAAAAACNY/yx4Ah2Qp0bM/s1600-h/02012009(001).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SW9FevAhX8I/AAAAAAAACNY/yx4Ah2Qp0bM/s320/02012009(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5291524481500667842" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-205860919612386410?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-32270559715605668152009-01-01T11:17:00.000+01:002009-01-01T11:18:32.796+01:00:) qu'elle soit pleine de voyages, d'amour et de réussites !!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3227055971560566815?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-3124745651663432302008-11-30T19:13:00.000+01:002008-11-30T19:27:35.657+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa-AiU3AI/AAAAAAAABY0/3cHZqMzqdco/s1600-h/IMG_3323.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa-AiU3AI/AAAAAAAABY0/3cHZqMzqdco/s320/IMG_3323.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274518872434990082" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa-O1T_DI/AAAAAAAABYs/fayPUh3MoRQ/s1600-h/IMG_3322.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa-O1T_DI/AAAAAAAABYs/fayPUh3MoRQ/s320/IMG_3322.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274518876272720946" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa91RaI6I/AAAAAAAABYk/HB8ZIR6Z8Tw/s1600-h/IMG_3345.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa91RaI6I/AAAAAAAABYk/HB8ZIR6Z8Tw/s320/IMG_3345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274518869411242914" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa9cJQpnI/AAAAAAAABYc/EhUuaeHibI0/s1600-h/IMG_3317.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa9cJQpnI/AAAAAAAABYc/EhUuaeHibI0/s320/IMG_3317.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274518862666180210" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa85NolrI/AAAAAAAABYU/1XtYKAAE1Gw/s1600-h/IMG_3316.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/STLa85NolrI/AAAAAAAABYU/1XtYKAAE1Gw/s320/IMG_3316.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5274518853289285298" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-312474565166343230?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-62995172258515207332008-11-18T15:17:00.002+01:002008-11-18T15:18:31.497+01:00et 27 ans !<br />grosse soirée à l'appart, les photos sont à venir...<br />Va'u here vahine iti me manque... mais une mission arrive, qui a l'air assez passionnante !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-6299517225851520733?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-47845715802347482562008-10-29T13:58:00.002+01:002008-10-29T14:01:44.722+01:00peinture blanche en haut de la cuisine et salon<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheKIf7cXI/AAAAAAAABYM/TZGC_Caz7Vw/s1600-h/IMG_3345.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheKIf7cXI/AAAAAAAABYM/TZGC_Caz7Vw/s320/IMG_3345.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262559692755530098" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheJ-X9ByI/AAAAAAAABYE/vC_jlUuy-0Q/s1600-h/IMG_3344.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheJ-X9ByI/AAAAAAAABYE/vC_jlUuy-0Q/s320/IMG_3344.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262559690037724962" /></a><br />de la framboise sur le mur exposé à la lumière...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheJohb-7I/AAAAAAAABX8/WsIGXL5-Vhc/s1600-h/IMG_3343.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheJohb-7I/AAAAAAAABX8/WsIGXL5-Vhc/s320/IMG_3343.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262559684171922354" /></a><br />ET des parquets revitrifiés au lieu d'une horrible moquette (on a souffert là)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheJKQNwVI/AAAAAAAABX0/cSfZmdYHjgQ/s1600-h/IMG_3335.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheJKQNwVI/AAAAAAAABX0/cSfZmdYHjgQ/s320/IMG_3335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262559676046623058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheJFZOcJI/AAAAAAAABXs/7-WmksIsKM0/s1600-h/IMG_3333.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SQheJFZOcJI/AAAAAAAABXs/7-WmksIsKM0/s320/IMG_3333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5262559674742239378" /></a><br />Merci à PH et Nini pour l'aide peinture :)<br />Que la fête commence !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-4784571580234748256?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-78455865001598456132008-10-16T22:03:00.001+01:002008-10-16T22:03:09.799+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3Hx0HCmv1B3YpO0Gs'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x73gs8_salvador_travel'>Salvador</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7845586500159845613?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-54964479731992022222008-10-16T21:45:00.001+01:002008-10-16T21:45:33.110+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k4oocWYGAKheoCO0D0'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x73gma_mexico_travel'>Mexico</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-5496447973199202222?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-89852464030586709622008-10-16T21:32:00.001+01:002008-10-16T21:32:52.022+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k6qV9HGPfbt1hKO0z3'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x73gfh_washington-2007_travel'>Washington 2007</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8985246403058670962?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-10644223165068778872008-10-16T21:27:00.001+01:002008-10-16T21:27:56.669+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k4ERbq8PPfCuZyO0xY'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x73gdm_honduras-2007_travel'>Honduras 2007</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1064422316506877887?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-17601424532120684302008-10-16T21:11:00.001+01:002008-10-16T21:11:57.824+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k2awrhYhc5PPzyO0uu'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x73g7m_nicaragua-2007_travel'>Nicaragua 2007</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1760142453212068430?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-57901152473962565402008-10-16T21:07:00.001+01:002008-10-16T21:07:31.218+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k79BFHU670WLEoO0t5'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x73g57_philadelphie2007_travel'>Philadelphie2007</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> Rocky style ! </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-5790115247396256540?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-35657435582138969702008-10-13T15:24:00.005+01:002008-10-13T15:32:46.823+01:00ahi esta mi nuveo techo, my new flat!<br />station Metro LARMARCK, Paris XVIII<br />WORK IN PROGRESS<br /><br />salon/cuisine<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNanitFHqI/AAAAAAAABWk/-kvFy0PrMj0/s1600-h/07102008(001).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNanitFHqI/AAAAAAAABWk/-kvFy0PrMj0/s320/07102008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644825448783522" /></a><br />salon/cuisine<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNaoMEgdlI/AAAAAAAABWs/DtOfIqWVwaw/s1600-h/07102008(002).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNaoMEgdlI/AAAAAAAABWs/DtOfIqWVwaw/s320/07102008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644836552898130" /></a><br />couloir central<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNaoRr6C0I/AAAAAAAABW0/0QfZxiONiK8/s1600-h/07102008(005).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNaoRr6C0I/AAAAAAAABW0/0QfZxiONiK8/s320/07102008(005).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644838060329794" /></a><br />salle de bains récente<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNaobAgliI/AAAAAAAABW8/vOaozGYb9UY/s1600-h/07102008(007).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNaobAgliI/AAAAAAAABW8/vOaozGYb9UY/s320/07102008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644840562660898" /></a><br />une des 2 chambres, qui sont pareilles<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNaoxnrp2I/AAAAAAAABXE/5vVHl4Suitc/s1600-h/07102008(008).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNaoxnrp2I/AAAAAAAABXE/5vVHl4Suitc/s320/07102008(008).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256644846632544098" /></a><br />sauf que celle-ci a une grosse penderie qu'on va mettre dans le couloir<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNbBKBQ2wI/AAAAAAAABXM/qYcf_EBN7x4/s1600-h/07102008(011).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNbBKBQ2wI/AAAAAAAABXM/qYcf_EBN7x4/s320/07102008(011).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256645265499151106" /></a><br />Les travaux en cours : peinture blanc/framboise dans le salon/cuisine et arrachage de moquette dans les chambres, avec ponçage et vitrification du parquet ensuite !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNbBL9gLsI/AAAAAAAABXU/_Y0z1sZW_TM/s1600-h/12102008(001).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNbBL9gLsI/AAAAAAAABXU/_Y0z1sZW_TM/s320/12102008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256645266020249282" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNbBHaEiZI/AAAAAAAABXc/K08UCbTM_6w/s1600-h/12102008(002).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNbBHaEiZI/AAAAAAAABXc/K08UCbTM_6w/s320/12102008(002).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256645264797895058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNbBaQb_WI/AAAAAAAABXk/aefDJ0VI1MU/s1600-h/12102008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SPNbBaQb_WI/AAAAAAAABXk/aefDJ0VI1MU/s320/12102008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5256645269857762658" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3565743558213896970?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-24840651902414452942008-10-06T22:53:00.001+01:002008-10-06T22:53:48.844+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k7pujYPDEcPhNjNg5K'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6zml8_hawaii-2007_shortfilms'>Hawaii 2007</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2484065190241445294?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-82630880765043919082008-10-06T22:41:00.001+01:002008-10-06T22:41:56.866+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k7puMpsbtQWZo6Ng3x'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6zmhf_guatemala-2007_travel'>Guatemala 2007</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> featuring Vinz </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8263088076504391908?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-3497584179508164622008-10-06T22:35:00.001+01:002008-10-06T22:35:46.802+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3R0XriUDsZdYVNg2d'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6zmf5_boston-2007_travel'>Boston 2007\</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-349758417950816462?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-88078536321784441292008-09-30T13:47:00.000+01:002008-09-30T13:48:06.673+01:00<div><object width="420" height="357"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3YTUq4pcc1c9AMvjh&related=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/k3YTUq4pcc1c9AMvjh&related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="357" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"></embed></object><br /><b><a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x6vrtz_mexico-2007_travel">Mexico 2007</a></b><br /><i>envoyé par <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen">wonderchozen</a></i></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8807853632178444129?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-19565077298672669672008-09-17T14:33:00.005+01:002008-09-17T14:40:12.413+01:00Mon bureau à la Défense, chez Arcome, ma nouvelle boite.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHn5s4w0I/AAAAAAAABV8/F7K_QLEgSqA/s1600-h/09092008(002).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHn5s4w0I/AAAAAAAABV8/F7K_QLEgSqA/s320/09092008(002).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246983422948721474"></a><br />La vue depuis mon bureau, sur la Grande Arche<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHoAlLwuI/AAAAAAAABWE/GDjk6CUqQtM/s1600-h/09092008(003).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHoAlLwuI/AAAAAAAABWE/GDjk6CUqQtM/s320/09092008(003).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246983424795460322"></a><br />La vue vers le bas, 21 étage !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHoOJff9I/AAAAAAAABWM/p_70YLl-vac/s1600-h/09092008(004).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHoOJff9I/AAAAAAAABWM/p_70YLl-vac/s320/09092008(004).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246983428437409746"></a><br />L'esplanade, au petit soir sous le soleil de septembre...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHoV68cTI/AAAAAAAABWU/_0VRjlfGDtI/s1600-h/09092008(005).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHoV68cTI/AAAAAAAABWU/_0VRjlfGDtI/s320/09092008(005).jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246983430523875634"></a><br />Eh oui, on termine (presque) tous comme ça !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHoT_cmoI/AAAAAAAABWc/zTR3xU7afZQ/s1600-h/moi+biz.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SNEHoT_cmoI/AAAAAAAABWc/zTR3xU7afZQ/s320/moi+biz.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5246983430005889666"></a><br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-316f368fb130375c" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" 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Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-44310955076559376602008-08-25T09:20:00.003+01:002008-09-30T13:52:21.638+01:00<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-b3122b86f876fe13" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" 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tres souvent bien vue.<br />quelques exemples <a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/eperales/tags/acci%C3%B3npo%C3%A9tica/">ici</a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3531981560405076329?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-3831787107232811422008-06-20T22:46:00.003+01:002008-06-20T23:14:00.053+01:00Cozumel, que Cousteau a révélé au monde en tournant "Le Monde du Silence" étant situe en face de Playa del Carmen, je ne pouvais rater ca. Je suis tout de meme Open Water Padi Diver hahahaa. Pas de buddy mais c'est parti quand meme !<br />Le matin a Playa, avant de prendre le ferry<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwn5tT1s_I/AAAAAAAABUM/TBpLuSLVPkE/s1600-h/playa+matin.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwn5tT1s_I/AAAAAAAABUM/TBpLuSLVPkE/s320/playa+matin.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214086340957025266" /></a><br /><br />Ready pour la plongee !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwldj_CzjI/AAAAAAAABTs/Q7giz2P63U0/s1600-h/dive+cozu.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwldj_CzjI/AAAAAAAABTs/Q7giz2P63U0/s320/dive+cozu.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214083658394291762" /></a><br />N'ayant pas d'appareil, voici quelques exemples recoltes sur Internet...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwldsSLutI/AAAAAAAABT0/8aoXH46I-xk/s1600-h/palancar.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwldsSLutI/AAAAAAAABT0/8aoXH46I-xk/s320/palancar.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214083660622052050" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwldx1WdQI/AAAAAAAABT8/o9LErIocj3I/s1600-h/palancar3.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwldx1WdQI/AAAAAAAABT8/o9LErIocj3I/s320/palancar3.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214083662111732994" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwld9GARZI/AAAAAAAABUE/PeKstOrJ67g/s1600-h/palancar2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwld9GARZI/AAAAAAAABUE/PeKstOrJ67g/s320/palancar2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214083665134372242" /></a><br />Il y a aussi de belles plages a Cozumel...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwldu35H_I/AAAAAAAABTk/TD3JPFHFkKs/s1600-h/cozu+playa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwldu35H_I/AAAAAAAABTk/TD3JPFHFkKs/s320/cozu+playa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214083661317087218" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-383178710723281142?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-76648030254479438582008-06-20T21:07:00.005+01:002008-06-20T23:16:10.641+01:00Playa, ville relativement tranquille, ou de plus en plus de gros hôtels de luxe sont construits, mais bien intégrés au paysage. Un must donc !<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwirBuGqvI/AAAAAAAABS0/B6NQzpDWvjY/s1600-h/playa+centre+trankil.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwirBuGqvI/AAAAAAAABS0/B6NQzpDWvjY/s320/playa+centre+trankil.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214080591179721458" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwjDZJgB2I/AAAAAAAABS8/G-blidLO2dc/s1600-h/playa+playa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwjDZJgB2I/AAAAAAAABS8/G-blidLO2dc/s320/playa+playa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214081009785505634" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwjEOJcCFI/AAAAAAAABTE/4Z1Y56aXzyU/s1600-h/playaplaya.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwjEOJcCFI/AAAAAAAABTE/4Z1Y56aXzyU/s320/playaplaya.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214081024012322898" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwsC7LSq-I/AAAAAAAABUU/C62puAzC6Qk/s1600-h/statue+playa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwsC7LSq-I/AAAAAAAABUU/C62puAzC6Qk/s320/statue+playa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214090897344605154" /></a><br /><br />Room service, open bar & Jacuzzi... c'est le all included power ! (et sans payer...)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwirF04ZRI/AAAAAAAABSk/EWfuVVCTpqU/s1600-h/jacuzzi.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwirF04ZRI/AAAAAAAABSk/EWfuVVCTpqU/s320/jacuzzi.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214080592281888018" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwirOnBjFI/AAAAAAAABSc/Bg1C9k_DxrA/s1600-h/hotel+playa.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwirOnBjFI/AAAAAAAABSc/Bg1C9k_DxrA/s320/hotel+playa.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214080594639686738" /></a><br /><br />2 sur 4 n'ont pas leur bracelet mais SONT a l'hôtel.. trouvez les erreurs...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwiq3r9uSI/AAAAAAAABSU/oLZCP-R49Yk/s1600-h/affranchis.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwiq3r9uSI/AAAAAAAABSU/oLZCP-R49Yk/s320/affranchis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214080588486392098" /></a><br /><br />Le mariage proprement dit :<br />- retour de la messe via la rue centrale jusqu'a l'hotel -<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwirNThm6I/AAAAAAAABSs/5Au2VeBu1Zc/s1600-h/mariachiscalle.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwirNThm6I/AAAAAAAABSs/5Au2VeBu1Zc/s320/mariachiscalle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214080594289466274" /></a><br /><br />- mariage civil sur la plage -<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwjF79R32I/AAAAAAAABTc/2fhfuxnafL0/s1600-h/temoins.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwjF79R32I/AAAAAAAABTc/2fhfuxnafL0/s320/temoins.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214081053489225570" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwjE4VKpqI/AAAAAAAABTM/EZl6f7YzSeQ/s1600-h/soiree+salle.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SFwjE4VKpqI/AAAAAAAABTM/EZl6f7YzSeQ/s320/soiree+salle.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5214081035335804578" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7664803025447943858?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-37216339365194388982008-06-17T01:11:00.003+01:002008-06-19T00:26:43.305+01:00Une semaine de dur labeur s´est achevée jeudi soir, et j´ai quasimment fini d´implémenter mes idées et de discuter avec chacun des employés. du coup je ne sais pas trop ce que je vais faire le temps qui me reste mais bon...<br />J´ai une piste pour vendre des caisses de carton, avec comission a la clé si cela marche :)<br /><br />Vendredi : Depart pour Playa del Carmen. Arrivee a Cancun et petit tour dans la Zona Hotelera qui vraiment me donne pas envie. 1h de bus jusqu´a Playa ou je dois retrouver la "famille" en excursion au Mexique pour le mariage bis de Nicolas Le Roux (version mexicaine donc).<br /><br />Aussi mon sac posé, me voici en chasse pour retrouver les autres. Ils sont bien loges au <a href="http://www.real.com.mx/The_Royal_Playa_Carmen/">Royal Playa del Carmen </a>ou a lieu le mariage.<br />A partir de ce moment la, on jouait au chat et a la souris avec la secu pour rentrer dans l´hotel. en effet, cest un all included. Du coup on a mange gratos, on a bu gratos (c´est cool les cocktails a volonte sur la plage). Par contre, apres avoir ete en viree au centre ville, impossible de rentrer dormir. Bon, moi j´avais mon hotel, mais certains ont du dormir sur la plage !<br />Pour moi, c´etait aussi l´anniversaire de Deneb, une amie mexicaine qui avait prevu de longue date de le feter a Playa aussi ! Double fete donc<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3721633936519438898?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-39390124522228719992008-06-10T17:01:00.003+01:002008-06-10T22:17:29.946+01:00J'ai profite du WE pour revoir des amis, qui, puisque du TEC pour la plupart, sont assez "fraise", c'est a dire bourges.<br />Et les regios sont les habitants de Monterrey.<br /><br />Cela dit pour expliquer mon titre, j'ai passe le vendredi avec Miguel et Marianna, mes premiers amis mexicains, pour le coup pas du tt fraise. Rdz vous dans le Barrio Antiguo, mon quartier préféré de Monterrey. A moi les retrouvailles avec ces rues charmantes pleines de bars, de vendeurs de hotdogs et d'une faune nocturne assez variée.<br /><br />Samedi, retrouvailles avec Deneb pour un après midi "Club" a la Bahia Escondida. Un hôtel avec piscines pour membres only, avec vue sur un lac et des montagnes vertes. On se croirait presque au Lac de Côme ! Enfin c'est un peu moins classe mais sympa tt de même. Des villas assez incroyables entoure le lieu.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SE7usc_uF8I/AAAAAAAABR0/xXWRfm7neRM/s1600-h/bahia8.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SE7usc_uF8I/AAAAAAAABR0/xXWRfm7neRM/s320/bahia8.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210364266379352002" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SE7usmHEy7I/AAAAAAAABR8/s6j_Dm1kKdc/s1600-h/bahia10.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SE7usmHEy7I/AAAAAAAABR8/s6j_Dm1kKdc/s320/bahia10.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210364268826119090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SE7utt6O3KI/AAAAAAAABSM/MS3gLYjAX7M/s1600-h/bahia6.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SE7utt6O3KI/AAAAAAAABSM/MS3gLYjAX7M/s320/bahia6.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210364288099605666" /></a><br />Rencontre avec un McKinsey Mexico qui me donne bien envie d'aller vivre a Mexico. Et il se trouve que Deneb travaille a Axtel, acteur des telecoms mexicains en plein développement. Ils se lancent dans les mobiles et le Wimax. Et ils ont notamment un gros projet en réflexion, sur la télévision sur mobile... Cela ne vas pas se faire tt de suite mais c'est une piste pour l'avenir très intéressante !<br /><br />Le soir, on mange libanais et on va au Privatt, une boite de nuit comme je ne les aime pas au Mexique (mais quasiment que ça) : un groupe qui joue des classiques locaux que je ne connais pas ou peu, pas vraiment dansants.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SE7utFkh3EI/AAAAAAAABSE/9h_MH3X4328/s1600-h/privatt2.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SE7utFkh3EI/AAAAAAAABSE/9h_MH3X4328/s320/privatt2.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5210364277271157826" /></a><br /> Puis errance entre différents lieux pour trouver une soirée sympa, sans succès...<br /><br />Dimanche, c'est le moment d'essayer le paseo de Santa Lucia. Une petite video pas terrible pour vous faire une idée.<br /><embed src="http://www.metacafe.com/fplayer/653644/.swf" width="400" height="345" wmode="transparent" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"> </embed><br><font size = 1><a href="http://www.metacafe.com/watch/653644//"></a> - <a href="http://www.metacafe.com/"></a></font><br />C'est comme le Riverwalk de San Antonio pour ceux qui connaissent, mais en plus sympa. Ça donne vraiment un endroit agréable pour se promener a Monterrey.<br />Des musées sont situes autour du Paseo et celui sur le Nord Est du Mexique, tout neuf, est vraiment bien fait et complet. On finit par un bowling ou je perds, comme d'hab.<br />Lundi soir, resto avec Blue, que j'avais recroise a Memphis l'an dernier. Il est revenu des Us, ce qui lui a permis de s'acheter une maison et une belle voiture !<br />Il cherche a publier son livre aussi, qui est tres etranger mais tellement mexicain !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3939012452222871999?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-23224728602341340412008-06-04T17:35:00.002+01:002008-06-04T17:48:23.643+01:00Début du travail a 100km a l'heure lundi matin. Le temps pour moi de me rendre compte que ce n'est pas trop ce que j'attendais !<br />Mon ami fabricant de cartons a vendu son usine et n'est plus qu'intermédiaire.<br /><br />Il trouve des clients, commande auprès de 2 fournisseurs (1 très mexicain avec travail au black et vieilles machines, 1 moderne avec suivi sur Internet), récupère les commandes et livre ses clients. Il a donc un commercial, 2 chauffeurs et sa famille l'aide pour récupérer les paiements.<br />Son principal risque est de gérer les différences de paiement entre ses fournisseurs (a 1 mois normalement) et ses clients (3 mois minimum...)<br /><br />Et moi la dedans ? J'essaye tout d'abord de voir et comprendre tout le processus. Je l'aide dans quelques taches, que ce soit vente, paiement, chargement etc. J'ai donc fait ma première visite commerciale mardi! Mais ce n'est pas trop ce qu'on pourrait s'imaginer...<br /><br />Je débarque dans un quartier miteux, a la maison du client potentiel. Il m'emmène au magasin d'à cote pour me montrer le type de carton qu'il veut. Voila, on discute dans la rue de ce qu'il veut exactement etc., sous le soleil surpuissant de la région (32 degrés hier soir a 21h...)<br /><br />Sur plus long terme, je vais essayer d'améliorer le fonctionnement de l'entreprise en découpant chaque étape et voir les améliorations possibles. Utilisation du GPS, achat d'un monte charges, responsabilisation des employés (dur au Mexique...), petits changements d'organisation. J'ai quelques idées ! Ça va être dur de les mettre en place.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2322472860234134041?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-16245286740054581872008-06-04T17:25:00.004+01:002008-06-05T22:55:05.981+01:00Bon, dimanche a ete l'occasion de faire decouvrir (et de decouvrir of course) les restes de l'histoire de San Antonio : petites villes "allemandes" dans les environs (il y a meme des danses alsaciennes !), quartier type Louisiane, avec architecture neo-classique a deux pas du Downtown pas terrible,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhcTcTMKqI/AAAAAAAABRc/vzlSkgL5Y4s/s1600-h/01062008(001).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhcTcTMKqI/AAAAAAAABRc/vzlSkgL5Y4s/s320/01062008(001).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208514458137930402" /></a><br /> et le Camino de las Missiones, avec plusieurs missions donc.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhcS8TMKnI/AAAAAAAABRE/cRZaMCcJFoI/s1600-h/01062008(004).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhcS8TMKnI/AAAAAAAABRE/cRZaMCcJFoI/s320/01062008(004).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208514449547995762" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhcTMTMKoI/AAAAAAAABRM/FrbCJzS3ycM/s1600-h/01062008(005).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhcTMTMKoI/AAAAAAAABRM/FrbCJzS3ycM/s320/01062008(005).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208514453842963074" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhcTcTMKpI/AAAAAAAABRU/-i1AWd_PzU8/s1600-h/01062008(007).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhcTcTMKpI/AAAAAAAABRU/-i1AWd_PzU8/s320/01062008(007).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208514458137930386" /></a><br /> On se croit tres facilement revenu aux premiers temps de colonisation de ces lieux, beaucoup de charme !<br />Nous sommes également allés voir un film IMAX sur l'histoire d'Alamo, pas top. L'Imax vaut plus le coup pour des films sur la Nature...<br />Le soir, on met enfin le cap vers le Mexique. Traversée de la frontière sans problème, petite bière Indio et ananas piquant en guise de retrouvailles gustatives... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhd58TMKrI/AAAAAAAABRk/04Tsx8wh7aw/s1600-h/01062008(010).jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhd58TMKrI/AAAAAAAABRk/04Tsx8wh7aw/s320/01062008(010).jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208516219074521778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhd6cTMKsI/AAAAAAAABRs/3CrRrvN6qRI/s1600-h/01062008.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/SEhd6cTMKsI/AAAAAAAABRs/3CrRrvN6qRI/s320/01062008.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5208516227664456386" /></a><br />Lundi, debut du TRAVAIL !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1624528674005458187?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-1757844920353238942008-06-01T01:37:00.002+01:002008-06-01T01:46:01.529+01:00Vol Paris Minneapolis aux cotes d'Alexandre Poussin, (<a href="http://www.africatrek.com/static/?id=en:homepage">son site</a>) qui a traverse l'Afrique a pied avec sa femme, fait le tour du monde en vélo etc... Il allait a Los Angeles pour rencontrer l'éditeur US qui va traduire son livre. Ya pire comme compagnon de voyage !<br />A la douane, doutes du douanier sur mes intentions aux US, avec questions a rallonge avec pleins de mensonges... c'est passe ! Idem, je n'ai pas déclaré le champagne et gâteaux français aux douanes, sinon ils vous les enlève !<br />Prise de billet pour faire Houston-San Antonio ou j'ai retrouve mon pote Victor, qui a permis cette mission de TRAVAIL. Mon nom : Francaise Labrunte. Et des gens dans la file incroyablement mauvais, violents, perdus... Greyhound c'est vraiment la lie de l'Amerique... <br />Arrivee a 5h du matin a SA apres 24 h de voyage, et Victor n'est pas la, of course. Impossible de le joindre, il n'est pas a l;hotel ou il devait etre... Bref, gestion mexicaine ! Finalement il arrive vers 6h. Il en suit une errance pour s'occuper. Centre ville de San Antonio, Canyon Lake pour une petite baignade, les magasins d'usine de San Marcos (gros achats pour mon boulot ! Remi, 150 $ 3 chemises Brooks Brothers...) et dodo au motel... <br />Demain, LE MEXIQUE, AT LAST !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-175784492035323894?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-14538808913701751592008-05-28T08:28:00.002+01:002008-05-28T08:30:16.930+01:00Bon, avant d'etre back in the business for real, me voici donc en partance pour le Mexique ! 1 mois de TRAVAIL m'attend, meme je vais bien sur m'autoriser quelques detours... dont le mariage de Roux a la mi-juin a Cancun !<br />J'aurai bien sur prefere partir a Tahiti mais ce mois va permettre d'attendre debut juillet plus facilement.<br /><br />tout ca, en attendant des offres d'emploi fermes de la part des cabinets de conseil...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1453880891370175159?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-81649994753530825912008-05-18T22:32:00.002+01:002008-05-18T22:38:53.761+01:00Le serpent qui danse<br />Que j'aime voir, chère indolente,<br />De ton corps si beau,<br />Comme une étoffe vacillante,<br />Miroiter la peau!<br /><br />Sur ta chevelure profonde<br />Aux âcres parfums,<br />Mer odorante et vagabonde<br />Aux flots bleus et bruns,<br /><br />Comme un navire qui s'éveille<br />Au vent du matin,<br />Mon âme rêveuse appareille<br />Pour un ciel lointain.<br /><br />Tes yeux, où rien ne se révèle<br />De doux ni d'amer,<br />Sont deux bijoux froids où se mêle<br />L'or avec le fer.<br /><br />À te voir marcher en cadence,<br />Belle d'abandon,<br />On dirait un serpent qui danse<br />Au bout d'un bâton.<br /><br />Sous le fardeau de ta paresse<br />Ta tête d'enfant<br />Se balance avec la mollesse<br />D'un jeune éléphant,<br /><br />Et ton corps se penche et s'allonge<br />Comme un fin vaisseau<br />Qui roule bord sur bord et plonge<br />Ses vergues dans l'eau.<br /><br />Comme un flot grossi par la fonte<br />Des glaciers grondants,<br />Quand l'eau de ta bouche remonte<br />Au bord de tes dents,<br /><br />Je crois boire un vin de Bohême,<br />Amer et vainqueur,<br />Un ciel liquide qui parsème<br />D'étoiles mon coeur!<br /><br /><br />Parfum exotique<br />Quand, les deux yeux fermés, en un soir chaud d'automne,<br />Je respire l'odeur de ton sein chaleureux,<br />Je vois se dérouler des rivages heureux<br />Qu'éblouissent les feux d'un soleil monotone;<br /><br />Une île paresseuse où la nature donne<br />Des arbres singuliers et des fruits savoureux;<br />Des hommes dont le corps est mince et vigoureux,<br />Et des femmes dont l'oeil par sa franchise étonne.<br /><br />Guidé par ton odeur vers de charmants climats,<br />Je vois un port rempli de voiles et de mâts<br />Encor tout fatigués par la vague marine,<br /><br />Pendant que le parfum des verts tamariniers,<br />Qui circule dans l'air et m'enfle la narine,<br />Se mêle dans mon âme au chant des mariniers.<br /><br /><br />L'invitation au voyage<br />Mon enfant, ma soeur,<br />Songe à la douceur<br />D'aller là-bas vivre ensemble!<br />Aimer à loisir,<br />Aimer et mourir<br />Au pays qui te ressemble!<br />Les soleils mouillés<br />De ces ciels brouillés<br />Pour mon esprit ont les charmes<br />Si mystérieux<br />De tes traîtres yeux,<br />Brillant à travers leurs larmes.<br /><br />Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,<br />Luxe, calme et volupté.<br /><br />Des meubles luisants,<br />Polis par les ans,<br />Décoreraient notre chambre;<br />Les plus rares fleurs<br />Mêlant leurs odeurs<br />Aux vagues senteurs de l'ambre,<br />Les riches plafonds,<br />Les miroirs profonds,<br />La splendeur orientale,<br />Tout y parlerait<br />À l'âme en secret<br />Sa douce langue natale.<br /><br />Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,<br />Luxe, calme et volupté.<br /><br />Vois sur ces canaux<br />Dormir ces vaisseaux<br />Dont l'humeur est vagabonde;<br />C'est pour assouvir<br />Ton moindre désir<br />Qu'ils viennent du bout du monde.<br />- Les soleils couchants<br />Revêtent les champs,<br />Les canaux, la ville entière,<br />D'hyacinthe et d'or;<br />Le monde s'endort<br />Dans une chaude lumière.<br /><br />Là, tout n'est qu'ordre et beauté,<br />Luxe, calme et volupté.<br /><br /> À une dame créole<br />Au pays parfumé que le soleil caresse,<br />J'ai connu, sous un dais d'arbres tout empourprés<br />Et de palmiers d'où pleut sur les yeux la paresse,<br />Une dame créole aux charmes ignorés.<br /><br />Son teint est pâle et chaud; la brune enchanteresse<br />A dans le cou des airs noblement maniérés;<br />Grande et svelte en marchant comme une chasseresse,<br />Son sourire est tranquille et ses yeux assurés.<br /><br />Si vous alliez, Madame, au vrai pays de gloire,<br />Sur les bords de la Seine ou de la verte Loire,<br />Belle digne d'orner les antiques manoirs,<br /><br />Vous feriez, à l'abri des ombreuses retraites,<br />Germer mille sonnets dans le coeur des poëtes,<br />Que vos grands yeux rendraient plus soumis que vos noirs.<br /><br />pr toi:::<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8164999475353082591?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-985878486548154512008-03-04T19:18:00.004+01:002009-03-21T13:42:11.203+01:00Back in the business hmm hmm...<br /><div><object width="420" height="357"><param name="movie" value="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x36po8&v3=1&related=0"></param><param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"></param><param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"></param><embed src="http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x36po8&v3=1&related=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="420" height="357" allowFullScreen="true" allowScriptAccess="always"></embed></object><br /><b><a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x36po8_back-in-the-business-la-chanson-du_fun">Back in the business (La Chanson du Dimanche s02e01)</a></b><br /><i>Uploaded by <a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/lachansondudimanche">lachansondudimanche</a></i></div><br /><br />Plein de choses vraies dans cette nieme bonne chanson du dimanche...<br />Ma recherche d'emploi bat son plein, beaucoup de pistes alléchantes !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-98587848654815451?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-550540947152325512008-02-28T08:56:00.002+01:002008-02-28T09:54:38.729+01:00Et partout j'ai...<br /><br />Bref, je suis donc de retour en France, a Paris, après 1 an et 2 mois d'absence.<br />Je vais maintenant m'atteler a la recherche d'un boulot, retour sur Terre.<br />C'est aussi la fin de ce blog... Je remercie donc tous ceux qui m'ont suivi et soutenu !<br /><br />Le retour du fils prodigue, de Rembrandt...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R8ZpVLVfWfI/AAAAAAAABQM/rEsEonLxhOs/s1600-h/rembrand+Fils+prodigue.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R8ZpVLVfWfI/AAAAAAAABQM/rEsEonLxhOs/s320/rembrand+Fils+prodigue.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5171937034622687730" /></a><br />Bon je ne sais pas si j'ai ete tres prodigue mais j'ai quand meme depense une partie de mon heritage... Heureusement je n'ai pas eu a manger la nourriture des cochons que je gardais ! hehehe enfin bon, j'attends le veau gras !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-55054094715232551?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com9tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-27527712800706989172008-02-25T09:46:00.002+01:002008-02-25T09:47:32.168+01:00voili voilou... je suis bien arrive chez Poppy hier matin. Petite ballade sous le soleil a Unter den Linden, porte de Brandenbourg et autour. Puis un quartier bobo au nord. Soiree dans un bar avec table de ping pong (...). Je suis malade depuis 2 jours, cela valait le coup de rentrer pour ça !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2752771280070698917?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-16184362820205254412008-02-21T19:15:00.003+01:002008-02-22T16:16:03.298+01:00me voici a Cracovie, ou c'est un peu la folie des hostels....<br />apres le prix pas cher, l'ambiance cool, les bons plans divers, Wifi gratos, j'ai découvert le lavage du linge gratos et ce soir, petit dej ET repas du soir compris dedans... De mieux en mieux ! Bientot ils nous paieront pour venir...<br />Voici mon programme definitif de la vie du voyage :<br />22 Fevrier : vieille ville de Cracovie et quartier juif<br />23 Fevrier : Auschwitz et mine de sel, depart pour Berlin le soir<br />24 Fevrier : arrivee a Berlin le matin et squat chez Poppy<br />25-26 Fevrier : Berlin<br />27 Fevrier : Berlin Paris en avion l'apres midi<br />28 au soir : fete chez Vinz !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1618436282020525441?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-80614179115835072712008-02-20T22:54:00.002+01:002008-02-20T23:09:27.872+01:00C'est un proverbe polonais....<br />Je viens de me gaver chez un resto vietnamien en regardant la ligue des Champions....<br />je dors en Allemagne dans qqs jours....<br />la Hongrie c'est quasiment mon dernier pays europeen a visiter donc ca devrait arriver un jour que j'aille boire de la biere...<br />quand a l'Italie, ma foi, cela attendra quelques mois !!<br /><br />Je suis a Varsovie, ville chargee d'histoire et detruite par la 2eme guerre mondiale. Les reconstructions sovietiques puis 'a l'identique' ont donne un visage moyennement attrayant a cette ville auparavant fort belle (il parait). Desormais s'ajoute une multitude de buildings en verre tres modernes. Bref, c'est une metropole dynamique mais avec une histoire interessante pour peu qu;'on s'y interesse. Et surtout un musee super interessant sur l'insurrection de Varsovie juste avant la fin de la guerre : les Polonais ont voulu se liberer eux memes, en pensant que l;Armee Rouge toute proche les aiderait a chasser definitivement les Allemands. Mais le bon vieux Jo avait une dent contre les Polonais et a laisser les Allemands reprimer le soulevement, avant d'attaquer et de battre la Wehrmacht. Bref, de la bonne realpolitik et beaucoup de bravoure chez les habitants de Varsovie. Le reste de la ville me semble assez peu interessant : les belles vieilles villes ne manquent pas en Europe Centrale et elles ne sont pas reconstituees en general.<br />Demain, depart pour Cracovie.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8061417911583507271?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-40897282350140080462008-02-20T07:25:00.002+01:002008-02-20T07:51:27.049+01:00<object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-21a9ab839ab74bba" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21a9ab839ab74bba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331334683%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F7F1165574FA59B804A90F293D32698CEADD381.1B13AF8CF9CB7DB5FC30BF825CAD3A379AD6AD7C%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21a9ab839ab74bba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUzm843yA8NsjW8-UUJPb8halVBs&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v1.nonxt5.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D21a9ab839ab74bba%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331334683%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D7F7F1165574FA59B804A90F293D32698CEADD381.1B13AF8CF9CB7DB5FC30BF825CAD3A379AD6AD7C%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D21a9ab839ab74bba%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DUzm843yA8NsjW8-UUJPb8halVBs&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /><br />Je viens d'arriver a Varsovie, tout va bien mais un peu creve et las de voyager...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-4089728235014008046?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-40099951658356909612008-02-17T07:51:00.004+01:002008-02-17T22:07:33.718+01:00Vue generale de Tallinn depuis LA colline du pays<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7ihTbVfWZI/AAAAAAAABPY/2G2AWiHFoeI/s1600-h/IMG_0717.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7ihTbVfWZI/AAAAAAAABPY/2G2AWiHFoeI/s320/IMG_0717.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168057927535122834" /></a><br />et les murailles de la vieille ville<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7ihS7VfWYI/AAAAAAAABPQ/1osbl1SrC1s/s1600-h/IMG_0730.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7ihS7VfWYI/AAAAAAAABPQ/1osbl1SrC1s/s320/IMG_0730.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168057918945188226" /></a><br /><br />Tallinn l'estonienne a été vite fait...<br /><br />J'ai failli rester en Russie car les boulets de la douane de Vladivostok, le dimanche matin, ils sont pas trop réveillés... ils ont mis entrée le 3 janv au lieu de 3 fev...<br />Bref, tt de meme heureux de quitter la Russie pour rentrer presque at home, l'Union Europeenne !<br />Tallinn est minuscule, une matinee a suffit. Bon en plus c'etait un dimanche matin et il neigeait... Je n;ai donc pas fait les musees, qui ne sont pas non plus renversants a priori.<br />Trajet en bus monotone, avec coucher de soleil sur la Baltique quand même, parmi les marais et forets de conifères... Le plat pays, ça marche aussi ici... Leurs cathedrales sont aussi leurs uniques montagnes, mais ici certaines ont un petit air russe (onion style). D'ailleurs on se sent vraiment a la croisée des chemins ici : le Nord, l'Ouest et l'Est. On se sent un peu en Allemagne, en Russie et en Scandinavie... Ainsi, Tallinn faisait partie de la ligue hanseatique, a des eglises orthodoxes et la langue ressemble un peu au finlandais...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-4009995165835690961?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-90348161244654313652008-02-15T11:58:00.004+01:002008-02-17T22:51:18.826+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7Ww4LVfWXI/AAAAAAAABPI/UmyEqPeG9TY/s1600-h/IMG_0517.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7Ww4LVfWXI/AAAAAAAABPI/UmyEqPeG9TY/s320/IMG_0517.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5167230626639599986" /></a><br />Voici mon super look actuel avec lunettes derniere mode : depuis le Japon il me manque une barre et des taches de superglue maculent mes verres... la classe. Et comme je ne me rase pas pour voir ce que ca fait, ni ne me coupe les cheveux pour rester au chaud, on peut dire "t'as le look coco'<br />Ici je prenais une crepe a la confiture avec vue sur Moscou.<br /><br />L'Ermitage<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqb7VfWaI/AAAAAAAABPg/c9KAIOdKTKI/s1600-h/IMG_0588.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqb7VfWaI/AAAAAAAABPg/c9KAIOdKTKI/s320/IMG_0588.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168067969168660898" /></a><br />La Neva, le croiseur l'Aurore (les historiens apprecieront) et la "neoclassique line" qui fait un peu Venise du Nord mais avec des grands canaux !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqcLVfWbI/AAAAAAAABPo/xCA_yURzArM/s1600-h/IMG_0617.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqcLVfWbI/AAAAAAAABPo/xCA_yURzArM/s320/IMG_0617.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168067973463628210" /></a><br />Pouchkine avec le Palais des Tsars : dans la banlieue de St Petersbourg. Je ne suis pas alle au plus fameux, Peterhof, car ce sont plutôt les jardins et fontaines qui sont bien la bas. Celui la a des couleurs qui vont tres bien avec l'hiver. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqcrVfWcI/AAAAAAAABPw/Y5ExT5rbTh4/s1600-h/IMG_0659.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqcrVfWcI/AAAAAAAABPw/Y5ExT5rbTh4/s320/IMG_0659.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168067982053562818" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqc7VfWdI/AAAAAAAABP4/jQcnaq0N6rc/s1600-h/IMG_0663.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqc7VfWdI/AAAAAAAABP4/jQcnaq0N6rc/s320/IMG_0663.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168067986348530130" /></a><br />Dans les musees, nos pieds se schtroumphises pour proteger les parquets <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqdLVfWeI/AAAAAAAABQA/oYht8PlJ9YM/s1600-h/IMG_0681.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7iqdLVfWeI/AAAAAAAABQA/oYht8PlJ9YM/s320/IMG_0681.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5168067990643497442" /></a><br /><br /><br />sinon, tout va bien, je fais une petite pause dejeuner a mon hostel avant d'attaquer l'Ermitage cet aprem... le reste de la ville a ete fait ce matin, le "Nez" dans la brise glaciale et la neige. Arrivee a 6h du mat et remontee de la Perspective Nevski, mythique ! Et ce soir, ballet Gisele au Moussorgski Opera. J'aurai prefere Casse Noisette mais c'est demain, et le Lac des Cygnes apres demain ! Et ce n'est pas au plus fameux opera, le Mariisky, ou les places sont minimum a 130 dollars...<br /><br />Demain Peterhof et Pavlosk, ville citee dans l"idiot de Dostoiveski que je viens de finir. Le soir, depart pour l'Estonie et Tallinn en bus.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-9034816124465431365?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-4014037478893369172008-02-13T18:51:00.004+01:002008-02-13T19:11:57.703+01:00Voici le montage New York... <br /><object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-f3e3133f28063c86" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"><param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"><param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"><param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"><param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3e3133f28063c86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331334683%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17AEFAD11410CE6FF2331FD93B9F45076C42F76E.3C667253B4CF4B8423C44F03D54EA4A6CA0A0D36%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3e3133f28063c86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsi5Zy7JT9A4UrsMJsu1nIC32_oY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"><embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v7.nonxt4.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3Df3e3133f28063c86%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331334683%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D17AEFAD11410CE6FF2331FD93B9F45076C42F76E.3C667253B4CF4B8423C44F03D54EA4A6CA0A0D36%26key%3Dck1&iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3Df3e3133f28063c86%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3Dsi5Zy7JT9A4UrsMJsu1nIC32_oY&autoplay=0&ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /></object><br /><br />Septembre 2007, avec mon cousin Timothee et l'heureuse participation de Longchamp...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-401403747889336917?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-17488604226775314602008-02-13T16:59:00.006+01:002008-02-14T06:56:08.051+01:00A Irkustk, j'ai essaye le traineau de glace mais ca n'avance pas assez vite..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MURrVfWHI/AAAAAAAABNA/bMvZZ2a_kXQ/s1600-h/IMG_0331.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MURrVfWHI/AAAAAAAABNA/bMvZZ2a_kXQ/s320/IMG_0331.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166495491447281778" /></a><br />Je ne suis reste qu'une soiree a Irkustk, le temps de faire une ballade de qqs heures by night a -15 degres... voici la gare a mon retour...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUR7VfWII/AAAAAAAABNI/jR07U-rVIQU/s1600-h/IMG_0335.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUR7VfWII/AAAAAAAABNI/jR07U-rVIQU/s320/IMG_0335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166495495742249090" /></a><br />et vue de face, avec le combo babouchka penchee qui marche dans le froid et la nuit + tramway sovietique. J'aime ce moment !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUR7VfWJI/AAAAAAAABNQ/A-QwhyYpMqY/s1600-h/IMG_0339.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUR7VfWJI/AAAAAAAABNQ/A-QwhyYpMqY/s320/IMG_0339.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166495495742249106" /></a><br /><br /><br />On enleve Lenine a Ekaterinburg??? Non, tout simplement plein d'immeubles en construction !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUSLVfWKI/AAAAAAAABNY/2nCLN7ERa1o/s1600-h/IMG_0370.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUSLVfWKI/AAAAAAAABNY/2nCLN7ERa1o/s320/IMG_0370.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166495500037216418" /></a><br /><br />Les etudiants canadiens et US rencontres a Ekaterinburg : c'est mieux pour attendre le train ! Les dortoirs "de luxe", avec cuisine partagee avec des "privilegies" employes de l'universite, c'etait qqchose...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVKrVfWVI/AAAAAAAABOw/36s3noUhMH4/s1600-h/IMG_0386.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVKrVfWVI/AAAAAAAABOw/36s3noUhMH4/s320/IMG_0386.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166496470699825490" /></a><br />Le lieu de l'execution des Romanov, avec une petite eglise en bois et 2 grosses eglises bulbeuses a souhait<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVK7VfWWI/AAAAAAAABO4/xI_NbmoNmsE/s1600-h/IMG_0383.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVK7VfWWI/AAAAAAAABO4/xI_NbmoNmsE/s320/IMG_0383.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166496474994792802" /></a><br /><br /><br />Dernier segment du Transsiberien...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVKLVfWUI/AAAAAAAABOo/IoyNUNxK0vM/s1600-h/IMG_0391.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVKLVfWUI/AAAAAAAABOo/IoyNUNxK0vM/s320/IMG_0391.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166496462109890882" /></a><br /><br />Les murailles du Kremlin...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVJ7VfWSI/AAAAAAAABOY/RReSac6prJs/s1600-h/IMG_0467.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVJ7VfWSI/AAAAAAAABOY/RReSac6prJs/s320/IMG_0467.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166496457814923554" /></a><br /><br />Le fameux metro moscovite<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVJ7VfWTI/AAAAAAAABOg/SzJPjzzxYrg/s1600-h/IMG_0398.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MVJ7VfWTI/AAAAAAAABOg/SzJPjzzxYrg/s320/IMG_0398.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166496457814923570" /></a><br />avec des mosaiques dans les coupoles...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUm7VfWRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/-92pY4dTCWw/s1600-h/IMG_0485.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUm7VfWRI/AAAAAAAABOQ/-92pY4dTCWw/s320/IMG_0485.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166495856519502098" /></a><br /><br />Le ministere des affaires etrangeres... Ca fait peur ! C'est une des 7 soeurs de Staline. Oui oui, il y en a 7 comme cela dissemines dans Moscou. Ca c'est de l'administration qui impose !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUmbVfWQI/AAAAAAAABOI/EwPNGEJo1Cw/s1600-h/IMG_0478.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7MUmbVfWQI/AAAAAAAABOI/EwPNGEJo1Cw/s320/IMG_0478.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5166495847929567490" /></a><br /><br />ET sinon, j'ai achete mon billet retour pour la FRANCE !!! Berlin-Paris le 27 fevrier en milieu d'aprem. J'attends une foule enorme a Orly Sud...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1748860422677531460?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-519175500795995802008-02-13T05:45:00.002+01:002008-02-13T05:55:04.302+01:00Il ne fait meme plus froid, 0 degres seulement...<br />trajet sans encombre entre Ekaterinburg et Moscou.<br />Il est 7 h du mat et plus que 2h de decalage avec la france !! et 18 avec Tahiti.<br /><br />2 jours intenses de programme au pas de course.<br /><br />et autre dedicace : Ichiban en japonais veut dire numero1 et Kyo purete...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-51917550079599580?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-74108751489644159272008-02-11T13:05:00.000+01:002008-02-11T13:10:27.726+01:00Je fais encore un combo économique : arriver tôt le matin dans une ville et repartir le soir. Le train est mon hôtel...et une journée suffit largement en général pour faire le tour des grandes villes sibériennes... Je gagne du temps et de l'argent !<br />Je prends donc le train ce soir pour arriver le 13 au matin a Moscou, et je repartirai le lendemain pour St Petersbourg.<br />Il y a de grandes chances qu'après les pays baltes, Varsovie et Cracovie, je reste quelques jours a Berlin !<br /><br />Sinon je vous annonce avec soulagement que To Tatou Ai'a a gagne en Polynésie... mais ils n'ont pas la majorité absolue... cela va encore causer pas mal de problèmes a mon avis !<br /><br />Profitez des photos... j'arrive bientôt !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7410875148964415927?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-65621719542236304062008-02-11T11:59:00.000+01:002008-02-11T13:05:03.470+01:00Voici l'arrivée au petit matin gelé a Vladivostok... on entendait la glace sur la coque... C'est plus intéressant que le Bandy, sorte de hockey sur glace sur une grande patinoire a 11 contre 11, passe en boucle sur la "ESPN the Ocho" locale, que l'on recevait a bord du bateau. Enfin j'ai quand meme pu regarde France Écosse !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtK7VfV4I/AAAAAAAABLI/Mv6LoRlTRgg/s1600-h/IMG_0028.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtK7VfV4I/AAAAAAAABLI/Mv6LoRlTRgg/s320/IMG_0028.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165678438343726978" /></a><br /><br />Première vue de pres de Vladivostok : welcome USSR !! Bon je suis méchant, les ports sont rarement jolis.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtK7VfV5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/T_Xok3kMRVo/s1600-h/IMG_0049.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtK7VfV5I/AAAAAAAABLQ/T_Xok3kMRVo/s320/IMG_0049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165678438343726994" /></a><br /><br />La grande occupation du dimanche : la pêche au trou. Des petits poissons apres avoir fait un trou dans la glace avec cette mega vrille.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtLLVfV6I/AAAAAAAABLY/SrtkRmxcLcU/s1600-h/IMG_0090.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtLLVfV6I/AAAAAAAABLY/SrtkRmxcLcU/s320/IMG_0090.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165678442638694306" /></a><br /><br />Première statue de Lenine en face de la gare du Transsibérien... Il va falloir s'habituer ! C'est un peu comme le nain de jardin d'Amélie Poulain : Lenine a Vladivostok, a Ulan Ude, a Moscou, etc... On peut faire une bonne série !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtLbVfV7I/AAAAAAAABLg/flis52f61lo/s1600-h/IMG_0107.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtLbVfV7I/AAAAAAAABLg/flis52f61lo/s320/IMG_0107.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165678446933661618" /></a><br /><br />Mon copain Wladimir, l'âme russe a lui tout seul. Il s'énerve pour un rien, me donne plein de trucs a manger (et a boire...), pleure a chaudes larmes en évoquant sa petite fille qui va retrouver... énorme ! un Russe, un vrai, un fier, bien bourré et n'aimant les Américains, les Chinois, les Noirs etc. !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtLrVfV8I/AAAAAAAABLo/1YzVmzshuhw/s1600-h/IMG_0142.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtLrVfV8I/AAAAAAAABLo/1YzVmzshuhw/s320/IMG_0142.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165678451228628930" /></a><br /><br />Voici la coupable : le pire c'est que comme le train s'arrête souvent, les russes rechargent les réserves ! Il y en a même a bord donc... impossible d'espérer la fin de la bouteille. Ma tactique : demander de la bière.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtsbVfV9I/AAAAAAAABLw/Z3_s-ZEjJYM/s1600-h/IMG_0143.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AtsbVfV9I/AAAAAAAABLw/Z3_s-ZEjJYM/s320/IMG_0143.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165679013869344722" /></a><br /><br />Et voici la fine équipe a mon arrivée a Ulan Ude: ma femme russe, 1 militaire russe (le petit), 1 cheminot russe (le gros Wladimir) et un chauffard qui a "un moteur a la place du cœur" Elle est belle la Russie nan?<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7Ats7VfV-I/AAAAAAAABL4/J4GYQc-SUic/s1600-h/IMG_0179.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7Ats7VfV-I/AAAAAAAABL4/J4GYQc-SUic/s320/IMG_0179.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165679022459279330" /></a><br /><br />Voici une isba, les maisons en bois. Ils y en a encore énormément, et même en centre ville. Elles sont parfois très jolies, parfois limite en ruines. Mais c'est plus agréable que le béton soviétique et ca utilise les milliards d'arbres de Sibérie !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7Ats7VfV_I/AAAAAAAABMA/hKcEgDttv0g/s1600-h/IMG_0199.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7Ats7VfV_I/AAAAAAAABMA/hKcEgDttv0g/s320/IMG_0199.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165679022459279346" /></a><br /><br />Bulat le Buriate (et non le Kazakh...), mon prochain partenaire en business !!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AvU7VfWCI/AAAAAAAABMY/SpkRzcNXXhg/s1600-h/IMG_0258.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AvU7VfWCI/AAAAAAAABMY/SpkRzcNXXhg/s320/IMG_0258.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165680809165674530" /></a><br />rencontre a la Datsan Ivolguina a 40 min de route enneigée de Ulan Ude :<br />Le bouddhisme renaît de ses cendres en Russie, après la période communiste. Ces constructions très colorées sont assez irréelles entourées du blanc de la neige.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AttbVfWBI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ifUiFXef6IY/s1600-h/IMG_0241.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AttbVfWBI/AAAAAAAABMQ/ifUiFXef6IY/s320/IMG_0241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165679031049213970" /></a><br /><br />Voici la plus grosse tête de Lenine au monde (en même temps pas bcp de concurrence a mon avis...) sur la place centrale d'Ulan Ude.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AvVbVfWDI/AAAAAAAABMg/UIcDqQUh0CE/s1600-h/IMG_0273.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AvVbVfWDI/AAAAAAAABMg/UIcDqQUh0CE/s320/IMG_0273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165680817755609138" /></a><br /><br />Attrapé au vol ! Frais le Omoul... poisson séché du lac Baikal, relativement bon.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AvVbVfWEI/AAAAAAAABMo/hUhH9D3I2tY/s1600-h/IMG_0296.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AvVbVfWEI/AAAAAAAABMo/hUhH9D3I2tY/s320/IMG_0296.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165680817755609154" /></a><br /><br />Voici le lac Baikal vu depuis le train... c'est blanc la neige? ah ouais, ok... Cela doit etre plus impressionnant en été..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AvVrVfWFI/AAAAAAAABMw/UCC2d0ZOWy8/s1600-h/IMG_0307.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AvVrVfWFI/AAAAAAAABMw/UCC2d0ZOWy8/s320/IMG_0307.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165680822050576466" /></a><br /><br />Gros moment de rire tout seul : la reprise kitchissime de "Un Gars, Une Fille" en russe. Style vestimentaire années 70... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AttLVfWAI/AAAAAAAABMI/jR3eeosRXH4/s1600-h/IMG_0208.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AttLVfWAI/AAAAAAAABMI/jR3eeosRXH4/s320/IMG_0208.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165679026754246658" /></a><br />Au moins aussi bon que "Ma Philosophie" dans le bateau Japon/Russie et que Kamaro dans le Transsibérien !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-6562171954223630406?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-65270555142303363692008-02-11T04:06:00.000+01:002008-02-11T11:59:03.739+01:00quelques petites photos de Kyoto en attendant la Russie...<br /><br />Voici le premier jardin de temple que j'ai visité : le cone représente le Mont Fuji.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8nLVfVsI/AAAAAAAABJo/pLZYrSHcEZA/s1600-h/IMG_1120.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8nLVfVsI/AAAAAAAABJo/pLZYrSHcEZA/s320/IMG_1120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165554678861092546" /></a><br /><br />Voici "le" jardin zen de pierres par excellence. Regardez et méditez devant votre écran, au boulot ou a la maison... cherchez le sens... vive le zen...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9IrVfVxI/AAAAAAAABKQ/N1LOZx1lUbE/s1600-h/IMG_1256.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9IrVfVxI/AAAAAAAABKQ/N1LOZx1lUbE/s320/IMG_1256.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165555254386710290" /></a><br /><br />Un des plus beaux temples, que j'ai failli zapper ! Plein de monde, je n'ai d'ailleurs pas payé... le Genkaku-ji si je me rappelle bien.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9JLVfVyI/AAAAAAAABKY/0IzJRdIBGas/s1600-h/IMG_1268.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9JLVfVyI/AAAAAAAABKY/0IzJRdIBGas/s320/IMG_1268.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165555262976644898" /></a><br /><br />Voici deux touristes (oui, oui) fort sympathiques qui ont accepte de poser pour moi dans le jardin du Château Impérial, par ailleurs dote de bâtiments super intéressants.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9JbVfVzI/AAAAAAAABKg/qY9Z8ee5vvA/s1600-h/IMG_1290.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9JbVfVzI/AAAAAAAABKg/qY9Z8ee5vvA/s320/IMG_1290.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165555267271612210" /></a><br /><br />Le temple de Fushiki : the ultimate "tori" experience dixit le Lonely Planet... vous pouvez marcher 4km comme cela ! Des particuliers ou des entreprises ont paye pour avoir leur portail (tori). Génial !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8nrVfVuI/AAAAAAAABJ4/vwy6oYlqmEc/s1600-h/IMG_1176.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8nrVfVuI/AAAAAAAABJ4/vwy6oYlqmEc/s320/IMG_1176.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165554687451027170" /></a><br />Sur les hauteurs de Kyoto, dans la zone d'Arashimaya, la foret de bambous, qui est exploitée par les temples pour plein de choses.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8n7VfVvI/AAAAAAAABKA/wQaIfVOBM_w/s1600-h/IMG_1204.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8n7VfVvI/AAAAAAAABKA/wQaIfVOBM_w/s320/IMG_1204.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165554691745994482" /></a><br />et encore un jardin, le plus beau de Kyoto il parait.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8oLVfVwI/AAAAAAAABKI/VpWpSfDtniw/s1600-h/IMG_1234.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8oLVfVwI/AAAAAAAABKI/VpWpSfDtniw/s320/IMG_1234.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165554696040961794" /></a><br /><br /><br />Nantebayo ! Voici les fameux Ramen !!!!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9JrVfV0I/AAAAAAAABKo/7tGXu8VSpSo/s1600-h/IMG_1309.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9JrVfV0I/AAAAAAAABKo/7tGXu8VSpSo/s320/IMG_1309.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165555271566579522" /></a><br />eh oui, les geishas existent encore et ce n'est pas pour les touristes. C'est ca qui est top au Japon. Ils sont vraiment comme dans les clichés (ou presque)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9JrVfV1I/AAAAAAAABKw/13zUYO797FI/s1600-h/IMG_1311.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-9JrVfV1I/AAAAAAAABKw/13zUYO797FI/s320/IMG_1311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165555271566579538" /></a><br />La rue de Pontocho, quartier de geishas et de restaurants super classes. On ne voit d'ailleurs rien depuis l'extérieur..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8nbVfVtI/AAAAAAAABJw/74-dO45YcyI/s1600-h/IMG_1151.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6-8nbVfVtI/AAAAAAAABJw/74-dO45YcyI/s320/IMG_1151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165554683156059858" /></a><br /><br />Le jardin de Kanazawa, un des 3 plus beaux du Japon. Les cordes servent a proteger des importantes chutes de neige, malin !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AnLrVfV2I/AAAAAAAABK4/IY-Gry332rs/s1600-h/IMG_1335.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AnLrVfV2I/AAAAAAAABK4/IY-Gry332rs/s320/IMG_1335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165671854158862178" /></a><br />Et me voici pres a embarquer pour une aventure de plus, la Russie ! A moi les delices de la croisiere "a la russe" <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AnMLVfV3I/AAAAAAAABLA/qUYr8LeqDaQ/s1600-h/IMG_1380.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R7AnMLVfV3I/AAAAAAAABLA/qUYr8LeqDaQ/s320/IMG_1380.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5165671862748796786" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-6527055514230336369?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-49705897270159665112008-02-08T01:59:00.000+01:002008-02-08T02:05:36.185+01:00eh oui, je suis a Ulan Ude, en pleine siberie, apres 3 jours de train depuis Vladi. Que des plaines enneigees avec des boulots, et des collines... pendant 3 jours.<br />Heureusement, les russes ont un grand coeur... et beaucoup de vodka. Avec Sacha, Alexei et Vladimir, on a fait passer le temps avec beaucoup de Russian Tradition (vodka quoi...) J'ai survecu grace a quelques ruses pour ne pas trop boire... et puis la provonitza, celle qui soccupe du wagon (charbon pr le chauffage, aspirateur, fermer a cle, draps etc) qui finit dans notre wagon et qui veut se marier avec moi pour vivre a Paris... Bref tout un programme, avec Wladimir completement bourre qui veut se battre contre les Americains. Je vous en passe, experience tres tres russe !<br />Aussi un peu de temps tt seul avec L;idiot de Dostoiveski, La prose du TRanssiberien de Cendrars ou a faire des films de vacances sur mon ordi.<br />Arrive a Ulan Ude, jai rencontre un gars du coin, un Phd qui a des actions dans une societe de cables de la Bouriatie, la region ou je suis. Ils veulent faire une offre triple play et un satellite sur toute la region de culture mongole (Buriatie, Mongolie et regions de Chine).<br />Et il me demande de l'aider a faire son business plan pour obtenir des fonds de la BERD... <br />Ahj oui, et c;etait le nouvel an bouddhiste, donc quelques celebrations et gens bourres, par -30 sur la place le soir !!! avec scultpure de glace eclairees etc..<br />je pars ce matin pour Irkoutsk et le lac Baikal.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-4970589727015966511?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-27912196379301285782008-02-03T03:50:00.000+01:002008-02-03T03:57:22.481+01:00en attendant un post consequent sur Kyoto, une petite nouvelle... J'ai accoste a Vladivostok sans encombre, apres 2 jours de croisiere sur mer calme et gelee sur la fin... J'entendais d;'ailleurs le bruit de la glace sur la coque le matin de l'arrivee...<br />Cette arrivee etait d;ailleurs grandiose avec le soleil levant, dans le golfe de vladivostok. Cela m'a fait pense a un tableau de Monet sur Rouen.<br />Ces belles couleurs masquaient la laideur des usines, ds immeubles decrepis et des bateaux rouilles. Enfin cela a un charme certain...<br />Tout va bien pour mes papiers, ma carte bleue marche, j;ai mon 1er billet de train pour demain soir (direction Ulan Ude) et mon hotel est correct !<br />Voila, je devrais sortir de Russie autour du 16 fevrier, pour attaquer les pays baltes.<br />Je suis en France +9h, mais je passerais a +7h jeudi (oui, j'ai 2 jours de train).<br />bises a tous<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2791219637930128578?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-30927831388380407772008-01-30T09:50:00.000+01:002008-01-30T10:54:00.493+01:00La neige la neige... Ça fait bien plaisir de revoir tout ça !<br />Le but de la promenade est le Lac Ashi, duquel on a une belle vue sur le Mont Fuji. Pour augmenter l'intérêt touristique, il y a un magnifique "tori" rouge, porte sacrée, sur le lac, et un bateau pirate digne de Disney. Il y a aussi de nombreux "onsen", sources d'eaux chaudes, ici sulfurisées car nous sommes proches de volcans !<br /><br />Atmosphère "ski" donc, préfigurant bien mon retour en France....<br />En arrivant au terme du périple train/funiculaire/telepherique/bateau pirate, je n'avais pas de logement. Mais morte saison aidant, je me suis retrouve tt seul dans l'auberge de jeunesse, avec onsen pour moi tt seul et chambres assez traditionnelles.<br /><br />Assez de mots, voici les photos :<br /><br />HAKONE TOUR<br />le funiculaire...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BACR2_iXI/AAAAAAAABHo/khzn8zpGZfw/s1600-h/IMG_0905.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BACR2_iXI/AAAAAAAABHo/khzn8zpGZfw/s320/IMG_0905.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161195580864563570" /></a><br />les pentes du volcan avec les traces et fumees de souffre...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BACh2_iYI/AAAAAAAABHw/KsfjtiSPLc8/s1600-h/IMG_0921.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BACh2_iYI/AAAAAAAABHw/KsfjtiSPLc8/s320/IMG_0921.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161195585159530882" /></a><br />le telepherique avec vue sur le mont fuji... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BACx2_iZI/AAAAAAAABH4/y3uhjaV3FLI/s1600-h/IMG_0929.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BACx2_iZI/AAAAAAAABH4/y3uhjaV3FLI/s320/IMG_0929.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161195589454498194" /></a><br />Le Mont Fuji, toujours très photogénique<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BACx2_iaI/AAAAAAAABIA/EKxEgc6mLnI/s1600-h/IMG_0933.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BACx2_iaI/AAAAAAAABIA/EKxEgc6mLnI/s320/IMG_0933.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161195589454498210" /></a><br />Le fameux bateau pirate<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BADB2_ibI/AAAAAAAABII/YYOapzieDaM/s1600-h/IMG_0978.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BADB2_ibI/AAAAAAAABII/YYOapzieDaM/s320/IMG_0978.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161195593749465522" /></a><br /><br /><br />LE LAC ASHI<br />le lac et le tori<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCCR2_icI/AAAAAAAABIQ/6ttXREAG1SU/s1600-h/IMG_0999.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCCR2_icI/AAAAAAAABIQ/6ttXREAG1SU/s320/IMG_0999.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161197779887819202" /></a><br />moi et le tori<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCCh2_idI/AAAAAAAABIY/zGKGLWGz-68/s1600-h/IMG_1003.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCCh2_idI/AAAAAAAABIY/zGKGLWGz-68/s320/IMG_1003.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161197784182786514" /></a><br />le mont Fuji et le tori<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCCx2_ieI/AAAAAAAABIg/rRk9YGDRKL0/s1600-h/IMG_1011.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCCx2_ieI/AAAAAAAABIg/rRk9YGDRKL0/s320/IMG_1011.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161197788477753826" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCDR2_igI/AAAAAAAABIw/Zd3m8IqIVQE/s1600-h/IMG_1036.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCDR2_igI/AAAAAAAABIw/Zd3m8IqIVQE/s320/IMG_1036.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161197797067688450" /></a><br /><br />AUBERGE DE JEUNESSE<br />Moto Hakone, ou j'ai dormi<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCDB2_ifI/AAAAAAAABIo/pdM6-RVKd84/s1600-h/IMG_1019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCDB2_ifI/AAAAAAAABIo/pdM6-RVKd84/s320/IMG_1019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161197792772721138" /></a><br />Le onsen<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCyx2_ihI/AAAAAAAABI4/EfHmdo6pDOc/s1600-h/IMG_1044.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCyx2_ihI/AAAAAAAABI4/EfHmdo6pDOc/s320/IMG_1044.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161198613111474706" /></a><br />La chambre de l'auberge de jeunesse<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCzB2_iiI/AAAAAAAABJA/v1bSXyBKKLA/s1600-h/IMG_1049.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCzB2_iiI/AAAAAAAABJA/v1bSXyBKKLA/s320/IMG_1049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161198617406442018" /></a><br /><br />DEPART VERS KYOTO<br />Le fameux shinkansen pour repartir vers Kyoto (ça douille)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCzR2_ijI/AAAAAAAABJI/6B8WZrDZrmI/s1600-h/IMG_1065.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCzR2_ijI/AAAAAAAABJI/6B8WZrDZrmI/s320/IMG_1065.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161198621701409330" /></a><br />Sur la route, entre vieilles maisons, cultures et jardins ouvriers...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCzh2_ikI/AAAAAAAABJQ/ou0-qQ3GDXc/s1600-h/IMG_1075.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCzh2_ikI/AAAAAAAABJQ/ou0-qQ3GDXc/s320/IMG_1075.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161198625996376642" /></a><br />et usines fumantes...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCzx2_ilI/AAAAAAAABJY/_J3npWtqCyo/s1600-h/IMG_1083.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R6BCzx2_ilI/AAAAAAAABJY/_J3npWtqCyo/s320/IMG_1083.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5161198630291343954" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3092783138838040777?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-37845818371046382432008-01-29T14:21:00.000+01:002008-01-30T09:44:11.723+01:00Alors que dans mon planning j'avais prévu de partir le Samedi, mes amis du consulat russe allaient m'extorquer 200 euros si je voulais respecter ce plan. J'ai donc sagement attendu le lundi d'après et profiter pour explorer plus en profondeur Tokyo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59Mvh2_iCI/AAAAAAAABFA/uOVqQ5bIzVg/s1600-h/IMG_0635.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59Mvh2_iCI/AAAAAAAABFA/uOVqQ5bIzVg/s320/IMG_0635.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928077416466466" /></a><br />- vue depuis le pont à coté de mon hotel - <br /><br />Le samedi matin, après une bonne nuit a l'auberge de jeunesse, je pars pour le marche aux poissons de Tsujiki, l'un des plus grands au monde. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59MvR2_iBI/AAAAAAAABE4/Cs4TO7bieqI/s1600-h/IMG_0619.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59MvR2_iBI/AAAAAAAABE4/Cs4TO7bieqI/s320/IMG_0619.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928073121499154" /></a><br />Et comme les japonais mangent énormément de poisson (non, pas que les sushis), ya du mouvement. Et encore, je suis arrive a 7h30, après les enchères principales.<br /><br />Je suis remonté ensuite vers le Ryogoku ou est situe l'arène principale des combats de sumo<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59Mwx2_iEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/nqRgMCdgsyI/s1600-h/IMG_0644.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59Mwx2_iEI/AAAAAAAABFQ/nqRgMCdgsyI/s320/IMG_0644.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928098891302978" /></a><br /><br />ainsi que le musée Edo Tokyo,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59MwR2_iDI/AAAAAAAABFI/BMkPoMB32aM/s1600-h/IMG_0642.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59MwR2_iDI/AAAAAAAABFI/BMkPoMB32aM/s320/IMG_0642.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928090301368370" /></a><br />qui retrace donc l'histoire de cette megapole.<br />En passant au stade de Sumo, coup de chance : avant dernier jour du tournoi et il reste 2 places a 9000 yens. J'ai donc visité le musée puis passe la journée a regarder ce tournoi.<br /><br />Vue du stade de l'intérieur (avec moi, vous l'avez deviné)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N5R2_iLI/AAAAAAAABGI/tKFiWd6Xqg8/s1600-h/IMG_0783.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N5R2_iLI/AAAAAAAABGI/tKFiWd6Xqg8/s320/IMG_0783.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929344431818930" /></a><br />On peut aussi manger pour pas cher la bouffe de ces gros tas : un "pot pourri" pas mauvais et dont je ne doute pas des qualités nutritionnelles...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NVB2_iGI/AAAAAAAABFg/2BAM1nlVm3k/s1600-h/IMG_0697.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NVB2_iGI/AAAAAAAABFg/2BAM1nlVm3k/s320/IMG_0697.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928721661560930" /></a><br /><br />Voici l'arrivée de 3 sumotori, qui n'ont pas l'air très fins...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NVx2_iHI/AAAAAAAABFo/WHfTLHQjsN4/s1600-h/IMG_0708.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NVx2_iHI/AAAAAAAABFo/WHfTLHQjsN4/s320/IMG_0708.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928734546462834" /></a><br /><br />C'est assez complexe mais comme il y a plus de 40 combats l'après midi (et au moins autant le matin, dans les premières catégories), on a le temps de bien comprendre et de prendre les photos. Le spectacle est tout aussi bien avant <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NWh2_iKI/AAAAAAAABGA/7mbPePmQbOY/s1600-h/IMG_0763.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NWh2_iKI/AAAAAAAABGA/7mbPePmQbOY/s320/IMG_0763.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928747431364770" /></a><br />(matez moi ces corps sculpturaux... attention la peau d'orange sur les fesses...)<br /><br />et après le combat, très court. Mais il est aussi dans les tribunes, avec ces petites loges et les serveurs du stade en habit traditionnel. La bière coule a flot et les supporters donnent de la voix, surtout dans les derniers combats. Moi j'étais pour Kankooju, le bulgare d'origine qui grimpe en flèche dans les échelons : il a gagne son combat :)<br />Plusieurs tactiques, notamment faire tomber son adversaire avec une feinte,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NWh2_iJI/AAAAAAAABF4/eU4dcNsP88c/s1600-h/IMG_0754.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NWh2_iJI/AAAAAAAABF4/eU4dcNsP88c/s320/IMG_0754.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928747431364754" /></a><br />ou le balancer hors du ring.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NWB2_iII/AAAAAAAABFw/P3PGKDlm_cw/s1600-h/IMG_0741.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59NWB2_iII/AAAAAAAABFw/P3PGKDlm_cw/s320/IMG_0741.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928738841430146" /></a><br />Bon, moi je prends celui la...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59MxR2_iFI/AAAAAAAABFY/ybmAvXKPFHg/s1600-h/IMG_0689.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59MxR2_iFI/AAAAAAAABFY/ybmAvXKPFHg/s320/IMG_0689.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160928107481237586" /></a><br />Cet élégant jeune homme signale la fin de la journée en faisant le malin avec son bâton : il veut qu'on vienne voir la suite !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N6B2_iMI/AAAAAAAABGQ/kE8qZo5aDRs/s1600-h/IMG_0803.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N6B2_iMI/AAAAAAAABGQ/kE8qZo5aDRs/s320/IMG_0803.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929357316720834" /></a><br /><br />Le dimanche matin, passage au National Museum of Tokyo dans le parc de Ueno, avec pas mal de pièces sur le Japon et l'Asie, dont des paravents, de la calligraphie et des armures de samouraïs :<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N6B2_iNI/AAAAAAAABGY/2B_kVby7Ix8/s1600-h/IMG_0814.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N6B2_iNI/AAAAAAAABGY/2B_kVby7Ix8/s320/IMG_0814.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929357316720850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N6h2_iOI/AAAAAAAABGg/cjT9w8Ap2-I/s1600-h/IMG_0818.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N6h2_iOI/AAAAAAAABGg/cjT9w8Ap2-I/s320/IMG_0818.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929365906655458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N6h2_iPI/AAAAAAAABGo/g2VhD1ESsoY/s1600-h/IMG_0821.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59N6h2_iPI/AAAAAAAABGo/g2VhD1ESsoY/s320/IMG_0821.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929365906655474" /></a><br />Et dans le meme parc.... j'ai retrouvé les chanteurs péruviens ! AHH la civilisation... Ça faisait longtemps.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OIx2_iQI/AAAAAAAABGw/jDm4HjfwG0Y/s1600-h/IMG_0833.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OIx2_iQI/AAAAAAAABGw/jDm4HjfwG0Y/s320/IMG_0833.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929610719791362" /></a><br /><br />Sous la station Ueno, voici le marche Ameyoko (reference aux Americains)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OJR2_iSI/AAAAAAAABHA/zAih5SLvW-w/s1600-h/IMG_0843.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OJR2_iSI/AAAAAAAABHA/zAih5SLvW-w/s320/IMG_0843.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929619309725986" /></a><br />C'est très animé, notamment avec des petits restos ou l'on rigole bien (en japonais)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OJR2_iRI/AAAAAAAABG4/7ZkdAa2XP0s/s1600-h/IMG_0838.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OJR2_iRI/AAAAAAAABG4/7ZkdAa2XP0s/s320/IMG_0838.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929619309725970" /></a><br /><br />Ensuite, direction Shibuya/Omotesando/Harajuku. J'étais déjà passe dans le coin mais j'avais raté l'essentiel :<br />A Harajuku le dimanche, c'est grosse affluence de jeunes pour les magasins de mode, situes dans ds petites rues très sympathiques, avec plein de stands de crêpes. Mais beaucoup de ces jeunes japonais sont aussi déguisés (Cosplayer comme costume player)<br />Ça rajoute pas mal de couleurs, et c'est très marrant pour les touristes...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OJx2_iTI/AAAAAAAABHI/s7xKR2tbI40/s1600-h/IMG_0861.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OJx2_iTI/AAAAAAAABHI/s7xKR2tbI40/s320/IMG_0861.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929627899660594" /></a><br />Voici le magasin PRADA du quartier, a ne pas rater selon les guides - et mon frère. Tres 70's a l'intérieur... J'ai aussi les magasins Dior, Cartier etc. pr les fans.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OJx2_iUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/MER_UGf-dNY/s1600-h/IMG_0875.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OJx2_iUI/AAAAAAAABHQ/MER_UGf-dNY/s320/IMG_0875.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929627899660610" /></a><br /><br />Dimanche soir, re dodo dans un hôtel capsule a Ebisu, ou est situe un complexe commercial immense (un de plus, Tokyo est une immense zone de shopping : je croyais que les Japonais thésaurisaient a fond??) avec la reproduction d'un petit manoir français, un resto de Robuchon.<br />Le lendemain matin, j'ai speede jusqu'a l'ambassade russe pour recuperer mon visa et attraper le 1er train pour Hakone, ma prochaine destination.<br /><br />Me voici a bord de la "Romance Car" à destination de Hakone<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59Och2_iVI/AAAAAAAABHY/6OCGx0i0Ank/s1600-h/IMG_0884.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59Och2_iVI/AAAAAAAABHY/6OCGx0i0Ank/s320/IMG_0884.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929950022207826" /></a><br />En quittant le centre de Tokyo, on s'apercoit que la banlieue est aussi très peuplée...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OdR2_iWI/AAAAAAAABHg/rTSrhj4r6Ug/s1600-h/IMG_0885.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R59OdR2_iWI/AAAAAAAABHg/rTSrhj4r6Ug/s320/IMG_0885.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5160929962907109730" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3784581837104638243?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-73668487408308739862008-01-26T22:26:00.001+01:002008-01-26T22:26:37.059+01:00<embed allowfullscreen='true' height='256' width='320' type='application/x-shockwave-flash' src='http://www.dailymotion.com/swf/x46d5a'/> <p> <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/video/x46d5a_combat-de-sumo-tournoi-janvier-2007_extreme'>Combat de Sumo Tournoi janvier 2007</a><br/> Vidéo envoyée par <a href='http://www.dailymotion.com/wonderchozen'>wonderchozen</a> </p> <p> un combat du début a la fin parmi une multitude. Pour l'action, cela se passe a la 4eme minute pile, et ne dure que quelques secondes. Le rituel prend donc une place énorme !<br /><br />Les mouvements des jambes et le sel sont pour chasser les mauvais esprits car le ring est un lieu sacré. </p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7366848740830873986?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-81396955692362155232008-01-26T03:41:00.000+01:002008-01-29T14:21:19.702+01:00Avant ma nuit au cybercafé, je me suis ballade a Shinjuku West, zone de très grands buildings avec des vues a la Blade Runner.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uW4R2_h_I/AAAAAAAABEo/RISDYhdePyk/s1600-h/IMG_0525.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uW4R2_h_I/AAAAAAAABEo/RISDYhdePyk/s320/IMG_0525.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159883691693934578" /></a><br />Après un réveil dans ce cagibi,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uT8h2_hxI/AAAAAAAABDA/t0LLEwXXfl8/s1600-h/IMG_0527.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uT8h2_hxI/AAAAAAAABDA/t0LLEwXXfl8/s320/IMG_0527.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159880466173495058" /></a><br />petite ballade matinale dans le Kabuchiko, le quartier chaud de Tokyo. Je n'avais pas eu la force d'y aller la veille car je termine toujours mes journées sans force, sans pouvoir bouger, tant je marche. Le coin était donc plutôt tranquille.<br /><br />Apres avoir recupere mon gros sac dans un locker de la gare, me voici parti pour Askusa, le quartier soi disant traditionnel de Tokyo. Apres le check-in dans l'auberge de jeunesse, me voici parti en exploration.<br />En bordure de la rivière Sumida, en route vers le Senso-ji. Dans 2-3 mois, ce sera plein de petites fleurs roses, ce sera Sakura. La c'est plutôt triste mais bon, c'est l'hiver !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uT9B2_hyI/AAAAAAAABDI/5CdNV2aExPA/s1600-h/IMG_0544.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uT9B2_hyI/AAAAAAAABDI/5CdNV2aExPA/s320/IMG_0544.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159880474763429666" /></a><br /><br />Le Senso-ji est un des temples majeurs de Tokyo, et c'est en fait un ensemble de batiments. A l'interieur du temple proprement dit, il y aurait une statue en or de <a href="http://fr.wikipedia.org/wiki/Kannon">Kannon </a>(vous savez, les appareils photos..)<br />Derrière moi, la porte Kaminarimon (du Tonnerre) et la pagode à 5 étages<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uT9R2_hzI/AAAAAAAABDQ/vEZ64Ui1OIY/s1600-h/IMG_0553.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uT9R2_hzI/AAAAAAAABDQ/vEZ64Ui1OIY/s320/IMG_0553.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159880479058396978" /></a><br />Vue depuis le temple vers la porte et l'allée commerçante qui la précède. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uT-B2_h1I/AAAAAAAABDc/Mw3TwU7QSuI/s1600-h/IMG_0555.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uT-B2_h1I/AAAAAAAABDc/Mw3TwU7QSuI/s320/IMG_0555.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159880491943298898" /></a><br />Au bord d'un brûloir a encens, tout le monde mouline des mains pour avoir de la fumée... J'imagine que cela purifie.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uVsB2_h3I/AAAAAAAABDo/CX2O8FBQKZE/s1600-h/IMG_0565.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uVsB2_h3I/AAAAAAAABDo/CX2O8FBQKZE/s320/IMG_0565.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159882381728909170" /></a><br /><br />Au nord d'Asakusa se trouve le quartier de Yanaka, plus traditionnel avec ses rues étroites et plein de temples. Voici une maison traditionnelle assez classe :<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uVsR2_h4I/AAAAAAAABDw/8WVpnTK9woI/s1600-h/IMG_0571.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uVsR2_h4I/AAAAAAAABDw/8WVpnTK9woI/s320/IMG_0571.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159882386023876482" /></a><br />Le cimetière de Yanaka<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uVth2_h5I/AAAAAAAABD4/8fsXzUuwLJ0/s1600-h/IMG_0575.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uVth2_h5I/AAAAAAAABD4/8fsXzUuwLJ0/s320/IMG_0575.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159882407498712978" /></a><br />Des statuettes dans un temple<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uVth2_h6I/AAAAAAAABEA/qn-F2FIVydM/s1600-h/IMG_0584.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uVth2_h6I/AAAAAAAABEA/qn-F2FIVydM/s320/IMG_0584.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159882407498712994" /></a><br /><br />Pour finir la boucle, je reviens vers le sud en traversant le Ueno Park. Ce dernier abite moults musees et monuments, ainsi qu'un zoo. Voici des tori et ce petit lac rempli de roseaux, du plus bel effet au coucher de soleil d'hiver...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uWKh2_h7I/AAAAAAAABEI/ADrT_7byEro/s1600-h/IMG_0595.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uWKh2_h7I/AAAAAAAABEI/ADrT_7byEro/s320/IMG_0595.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159882905714919346" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uWKx2_h8I/AAAAAAAABEQ/hmvjuichLRM/s1600-h/IMG_0599.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uWKx2_h8I/AAAAAAAABEQ/hmvjuichLRM/s320/IMG_0599.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159882910009886658" /></a><br />Le Museum of Western Art de Le Corbusier (enfin je crois).<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uWLB2_h-I/AAAAAAAABEg/nr2to-uglkU/s1600-h/IMG_0606.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uWLB2_h-I/AAAAAAAABEg/nr2to-uglkU/s320/IMG_0606.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159882914304853986" /></a><br /><br />Le marche d'Ameyoko, ou l'on vend un peu tout, sous la station Ueno. A la base Ayemoko se referait aux Americains, nombreux apres la 2eme guerre mondiale.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uWKx2_h9I/AAAAAAAABEY/y717x7GjN-U/s1600-h/IMG_0604.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uWKx2_h9I/AAAAAAAABEY/y717x7GjN-U/s320/IMG_0604.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159882910009886674" /></a><br /><br />Plus au sud encore, c'est Akihabara, la ville électrique. Connues des geeks, elle est pleine d'énormes magasins vendant tout ce qui a un bouton on/off... notamment de l'informatique et de la photo, à des prix assez compétitifs si vous allez dans les petites boutiques.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uW5R2_iAI/AAAAAAAABEw/nkOQFKO-UtE/s1600-h/IMG_0611.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5uW5R2_iAI/AAAAAAAABEw/nkOQFKO-UtE/s320/IMG_0611.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159883708873803778" /></a><br />Je me suis ensuite écroulé dans mon lit, rêvant déjà a demain !<br /><br />Update :<br />J'ai pu trouver 1 billet pour le Sumo, l'avant dernier jour du tournoi !! il en restait 2 quand je suis arrivé... je vous raconterai donc, a voir si c'est mieux que le catch mexicain..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8139695569236215523?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-55249146243465124642008-01-25T12:39:00.000+01:002008-01-25T12:48:54.017+01:00petit message de mon banquier :<br /><br />Bonjour Monsieur LABRUNYE<br /> <br />Pouvez vous me confirmer que vous êtes bien en possession de votre carte compte tenu des opérations effectués au japon.<br /> <br />Merci d avance <br /> <br />bien cordialement<br /><br />Tout ça parce que je me prépare pour le froid et que j'achète un peu d'électronique pas chère et des petits souvenirs traditionnels... l'argent part vite a Tokyo, mais pourtant la bouffe et logement sont pas trop chers, avec mes solutions.<br />La nuit au cyber café a été correcte, sans plus, de 11h du soir a 9h du matin, avec quelques réveils...<br />Je raconterai ma 3eme journee a Tokyo bientot... avec qqs fotos !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-5524914624346512464?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com44tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-45283221226123677252008-01-24T10:52:00.000+01:002008-01-24T12:39:16.433+01:00eh oui, je suis au Japon, depuis hier aprem. Et je viens seulement de trouver un spot, dans un McDo a Shibuya.<br />Hier, arrivée en fin d'après midi. Je me crois en Angleterre : il pleut, il fait très gris, les voitures roulent a droite... Mais des que tu vois des gens, tu sais ou tu es ! et les courbettes et les aligato gozaimas (merci beaucoup) qui sortent de partout en permanence.<br />Petite frayeur a l'arrivée, ma carte ne fonctionne pas... et aucun autre moyen d;avoir des sous ! Mais je me suis souvenu de mon code apres 5 essais... heureusement qu'ils ne bloquent pas la carte. D'ailleurs ici ce serait le royaume du voleur de carte. En boutique, on me demande juste de signer, sans aucune vérification d'identité, même pour de grosses sommes.<br />Retrouvailles avec Yasuo, un pote japonais rencontre au Mexique, que d'aucuns connaissent... Tout va bien, il bosse ds une entreprise argentine.<br />Tour dans Shibuya, un des quartiers les plus animes de Tokyo, avec moults love hotels, <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h4hh2_hwI/AAAAAAAABC4/ICkHyBYf_Gg/s1600-h/IMG_0433.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h4hh2_hwI/AAAAAAAABC4/ICkHyBYf_Gg/s320/IMG_0433.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159005890572945154" /></a><br />pachinkos (machines a sous japonaises sous forme de flippers) et magasins.<br />Après un repas typique et l'achat de mon chargeur de batterie qui me permet de vous offrir a nouveau des photos, dodo dans un des fameux hôtels capsules qui parsèment la capitale.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5hxCh2_hiI/AAAAAAAABBI/PbYeRfYiGwc/s1600-h/IMG_0420.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5hxCh2_hiI/AAAAAAAABBI/PbYeRfYiGwc/s320/IMG_0420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158997661415605794" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5hxCx2_hjI/AAAAAAAABBQ/kYGxSq7DSDs/s1600-h/IMG_0424.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;"src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5hxCx2_hjI/AAAAAAAABBQ/kYGxSq7DSDs/s320/IMG_0424.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5158997665710573106" /></a> <br /><br />Il y a avait un sauna/bain public mais je ne peux pas en profiter en raison d'un méchant furoncle a la fesse... Je crois que cela n'aurai pas ete de bon goût !<br />Du haut de ma tour, je peux me faire un petit lost in translation, ayant perdu une journée de ma vie, en passant de - 10h a + 9h GMT...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h4hR2_hvI/AAAAAAAABCw/rCnOc4LUE6o/s1600-h/IMG_0427.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h4hR2_hvI/AAAAAAAABCw/rCnOc4LUE6o/s320/IMG_0427.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159005886277977842" /></a><br /><br />Le lendemain,<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h0RR2_hoI/AAAAAAAABB4/Sc-xTjy-Omk/s1600-h/IMG_0457.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h0RR2_hoI/AAAAAAAABB4/Sc-xTjy-Omk/s320/IMG_0457.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159001213353559682" /></a><br />ballade a Shibuya de bon matin,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h0RR2_hnI/AAAAAAAABBw/iLT-o_C-yfQ/s1600-h/IMG_0452.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h0RR2_hnI/AAAAAAAABBw/iLT-o_C-yfQ/s320/IMG_0452.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159001213353559666" /></a><br />puis le stade Yoyogi, assez stylé,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h0RB2_hmI/AAAAAAAABBo/rPmshnsf-J4/s1600-h/IMG_0442.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h0RB2_hmI/AAAAAAAABBo/rPmshnsf-J4/s320/IMG_0442.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159001209058592354" /></a><br />Harajuku (quartier de la mode), l'ambassade russe pour mon visa (il faudra attendre jusqu'a lundi), la Tokyo Tower <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h0Rh2_hpI/AAAAAAAABCA/9ulWH644n7I/s1600-h/IMG_0462.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h0Rh2_hpI/AAAAAAAABCA/9ulWH644n7I/s320/IMG_0462.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159001217648526994" /></a><br />Ginza (sorte de Champs Elysees/Avenue Montaigne),<br />le Theatre Kabuki (pas de fotos de la piece, interdit), <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1Ox2_hqI/AAAAAAAABCI/XmP1_NbSUUA/s1600-h/IMG_0470.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1Ox2_hqI/AAAAAAAABCI/XmP1_NbSUUA/s320/IMG_0470.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159002269915514530" /></a><br /> Tokyo International Forum, Palais Imperial (de loin)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1PB2_hrI/AAAAAAAABCQ/OBoZAL6S6AM/s1600-h/IMG_0488.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1PB2_hrI/AAAAAAAABCQ/OBoZAL6S6AM/s320/IMG_0488.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159002274210481842" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1PB2_hsI/AAAAAAAABCY/BRe5OJOGEf4/s1600-h/IMG_0491.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1PB2_hsI/AAAAAAAABCY/BRe5OJOGEf4/s320/IMG_0491.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159002274210481858" /></a><br />.<br />J'ai fait chauffer la carte bleue avec pas mal de petits souvenirs et des trucs pr le froid !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1PR2_htI/AAAAAAAABCg/q24ZC9zLLSs/s1600-h/IMG_0495.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1PR2_htI/AAAAAAAABCg/q24ZC9zLLSs/s320/IMG_0495.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159002278505449170" /></a><br />Et maintenant, me voila au milieu des néons...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1PR2_huI/AAAAAAAABCo/mCjJRWrywoY/s1600-h/IMG_0503.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R5h1PR2_huI/AAAAAAAABCo/mCjJRWrywoY/s320/IMG_0503.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5159002278505449186" /></a><br />Bonne nuit !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-4528322122612367725?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com5tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-56737105618509567142008-01-21T21:41:00.001+01:002009-03-21T13:35:06.344+01:00a Maupiti pour Noel dans ma "belle famille" !<br /><br />Voici mon <span style="font-weight:bold;">programme de fin de tour du monde</span> quasiment définitif :<br />Mardi 22 : vol pr Tokyo<br />23 : arrivée a Tokyo en fin d'aprem, soirée avec un ami japonais rencontre au Mexique<br />24 : visa russe au consulat de russie le matin puis ballade dans Ginza et Tokyo Station (centre) nuit a shinjuku<br />25 : récupération du visa, Harajuku, Omotesando, Ueno, Akihabara, Yanakata, Akasuka<br />26 : marche de Tsujiki, Shibuya depart pr Hakone<br />27 : Hakone et vue sur le Fuji<br />28 : Kyoto<br />29 : Kyoto<br />30 : Kyoto/Nara<br />31 : Kanazawa<br />1 FÉVRIER : Toyama, embarquement pr le ferry<br />2-3 : traversée et arrivée a Vladivostok<br />4 : visite Vladi et Transsibérien<br />5-6-7 train juska Ulan Ude, arrivée au matin.<br />8 Ulan Ude Irkoustk avec vue sur le lac baikal<br />9 Irkoustsk, excursion sur lac baikal<br />10 train vers Iekaterinburg ballade en ville<br />11train vers Moscou<br />12 Moscou<br />13 Moscou<br />14 Moscou / St Petersburg<br />15 St Petersburg<br />16 St Petersburg ferry pour Helsinki<br />17 Helsinki puis Tallinn<br />18 Tallinn bus de nuit vers Riga<br />19 Riga, bus de nuit vers vilnius<br />20 Vilnius bus de nuit vers Varsovie<br />21 Varsovie<br />22 Cracovie<br />23 Cracovie<br /><br />puis avion pr Beauvais avec une compagnie low cost...<br /><br />Voila, si vous voulez me rejoindre sur le parcours n'hésitez pas... j'espère pouvoir faire tt sa car en général au bout d'une semaine tt seul je déprime un peu... mais le Japon et Sibérie c'est kan même ouf, je devrais tenir le coup, par - 34 degrés...<br /><br />Mais pour vous, la Pologne ou pays baltes ce n'est pas trop loin, et je peux allonger un peu le parcours si vous voulez en profiter plus...<br /><br />a bientôt pour des fêtes, repas et pots, pour vous raconter tt ça en images et vidéos (il y en a beaucoup...)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-5673710561850956714?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-900534592913235882008-01-14T23:17:00.000+01:002008-01-14T23:22:11.125+01:00a Vladivostok... je regardais la meteo ce matin, cela promet.... et pas moyen de trouver un manteau ici, ni de gants (j'ai un bonnet de pere Noel...) car il fait plutot +34degres... au Japon il fait environ 8 degres, ça le fait mieux !<br />je prépare activement mon voyage sans guide, avec donc beaucoup de recherches sur Internet.<br /><br />A+ tt le monde<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-90053459291323588?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-25707412751765104112008-01-12T01:19:00.001+01:002008-01-12T02:17:17.896+01:00Ki ki c'est qui paye.... Bon c'est pas la version la plus pêchue mais elle marche !<br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);"></span><br /> <code><br /> <object type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://www.remetter.fr/mambots/content/dewplayer.swf?son=http://www.remetter.fr/images/stories/quipaye.mp3&amp;autostart=1" width="200" height="20" bgcolor="#fff"> <param name="movie" value="http://www.remetter.fr/mambots/content/dewplayer.swf?son=http://www.remetter.fr/images/stories/quipaye.mp3&amp;autostart=1" /><br /> <param name="bgcolor" value="#fff" /></object><br /><br />Au dela de cette musique, je décolle probablement le 22 Janvier pour le Japon, pour prendre ensuite le bateau le 1er février pr Vladivostok. Mes problèmes de visa sont en voie de résolution. Miam !<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R4gU141PS7I/AAAAAAAABBA/0f5Cxz7tXh4/s1600-h/IMG_0412.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R4gU141PS7I/AAAAAAAABBA/0f5Cxz7tXh4/s320/IMG_0412.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5154392689546841010" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2570741275176510411?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-78786433891587212072007-12-31T22:59:00.001+01:002009-03-21T13:36:22.812+01:00à la pêche sous marine...<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3l1zY1PS3I/AAAAAAAABAg/MtC0dS8gFPU/s1600-h/PC260051.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3l1zY1PS3I/AAAAAAAABAg/MtC0dS8gFPU/s320/PC260051.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150277174574402418" /></a><br />Les 3 soeurs, Hoaïti, Arava et Heteia -> a rajouter<br />Célébrations de Noël, où tous les quartiers dansent et chantent, sous un chapiteau...<br /><a href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3l1zY1PS5I/AAAAAAAABAw/cqrAZph7AR0/s1600-h/PC270010.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3l1zY1PS5I/AAAAAAAABAw/cqrAZph7AR0/s320/PC270010.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150277174574402450" /></a><br />et tout le monde est sur son 31, avec moults fleurs et paréos<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3l1zo1PS6I/AAAAAAAABA4/XFJriaxiY3k/s1600-h/PC270013.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3l1zo1PS6I/AAAAAAAABA4/XFJriaxiY3k/s320/PC270013.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150277178869369762" /></a><br />Autour de l'île avec mon guide<br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3lwTI1PS1I/AAAAAAAABAQ/Z53M38A6CYc/s1600-h/PC200080.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3lwTI1PS1I/AAAAAAAABAQ/Z53M38A6CYc/s320/PC200080.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150271122965482322" /></a><br />Tour de l'île en bateau avec les soeurs d'Arava, son père et un cousin<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3luXo1PS0I/AAAAAAAABAI/nJ8XVHHQKEA/s1600-h/PC150025.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3luXo1PS0I/AAAAAAAABAI/nJ8XVHHQKEA/s320/PC150025.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150269001251638082" /></a><br />Les parents d'Arava, Leilani et Heimata<br /><a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3lolo1PSzI/AAAAAAAABAA/tkudbrybi4I/s1600-h/PC150022.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3lolo1PSzI/AAAAAAAABAA/tkudbrybi4I/s320/PC150022.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150262644700039986" /></a><br />Moi sur la plage du Bora Bora Nui Resort & Spa, tranquille :)<br /><a href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3lok41PSyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/3Hz_rzeAO-M/s1600-h/PC130041.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3lok41PSyI/AAAAAAAAA_4/3Hz_rzeAO-M/s320/PC130041.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5150262631815138082" /></a><br /><br />ah oui... bonne année 2008 !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7878643389158721207?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-74063738222729827572007-12-29T21:32:00.000+01:002007-12-29T22:13:03.335+01:00Joyeux Noel à tous et merci pour vos petits messages....<br />Je suis donc à Maupiti, dont voici la photo vue du ciel : <br /><a href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3a0biGAJeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/9nc6D2HlNnc/s1600-h/Maupiti.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3a0biGAJeI/AAAAAAAAA_o/9nc6D2HlNnc/s320/Maupiti.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149501609046189538" /></a><br /><br />Je viens de réparer la connexion à l'école primaire et je peux donc user et abuser de la connexion Internet. Probleme, je suis là où il y a un point rouge, sur un motu. <a href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3a0cCGAJfI/AAAAAAAAA_w/_4EEc1Y1hzQ/s1600-h/Maupiti2bis.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/R3a0cCGAJfI/AAAAAAAAA_w/_4EEc1Y1hzQ/s320/Maupiti2bis.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5149501617636124146" /></a><br />Je ne peux donc y aller que quand Heimata, le père de ma copine, transporte qqn sur l'île. Bref, j'ai pas mal de photos à mettre mais ce sera pas tt de suite.<br /><br />Comme vous vous en doutez, la vue est assez sympa. Nous sommes sur la plage, entourés de cocotiers, de soleil et d'eau chaude de bleus très différents. C'est un peu à la scoute car pas d'eau courante (heureusement il pleut pas mal en ce moment) ni électricité. Mais cela me plait assez car j'aime la vie en plein air et cela fait quelques bonnes activités physiques (bois, pêche en haute mer, pêche au fusil sous marin, récolte de bénitiers ou d'oursins, cocos, etc.<br />Bon il y a beaucoup de moustiques et de mouches lors des repas mais on s'y fait...<br /><br />Après quelques jours sans beaucoup d'activités, il y a eu Noël (pour 1000 habitants, 4 religions : une famille catholique, des mormons, des protestants et des adventistes), avec un bon morceau de veau cuit au feu de bois sur le motu, le Noël pour tous sur l'île avec toutes ces religions fêtant Noël ensemble, 3 soirées de spectacles avec chants et danses traditionnelles. Et bien sûr, le tour de l'île à pied, en vélo, en voiture et en bateau (dans les 2 sens)...<br />Reste le jour de l'an, où la tradition veut qu'on dise bonne année à tout le monde en marchant, tout en s'arrêtant pour boire et manger chez tt le monde. Cela s'annonce bien quoi !<br /><br />ET SINON, j'ai enfin eu la réponse négative du SPCPF. C'est donc définitif, je rentre en France et quitte la Polynésie Française avant la fin du mois de janvier.<br /><br />A bientôt donc...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7406373822272982757?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-59006230227543627612007-12-10T19:54:00.000+01:002007-12-10T20:07:11.840+01:00Me voila reparti pour un petit voyage, sur une goelette, a destination des iles sous le Vent. Voyage de nuit dans un petit cargo un peu pourri, avec du vrac pour Huahine, Raiatea et Bora Bora, plus quelques passagers.<br /><br />J'ai donc debarque a Raiatea, l'ile sacree. Elle est nommee ainsi car elle accueille le marae (esplanade religieuse) la plus importante du Pacifique. Les Maoris de NZelande et de Hawaii venaient jusque la dans leurs pirogues !!<br />Bref, arrivee dans la "belle-famille" et leur maison en construction sur la cote Ouest de l'ile. La ville principale etant sur la cote Est, je ne vous cache pas que c;est assez tranquille sur cette ile de 10 000 hab. Un peu trop meme pour moi, surtout qu'il pleut presque tous les jours.<br /><br />Neanmoins, Arava et moi avons fait un tour de l'ile en voiture la 1ere journee. Le lendemain, Noel assez surrealiste dans une maternelle primaire au Sud de l'ile, ou enseigne sa mere. Sapin en plastique, chants de Noel et Papa Noel (dans certaines ecoles il est arrive en jetski), sur fond de mer bleu azur, corail et cocotiers, avec un spectacle des petits : danse tahitienne pour les filles et haka pour les garcons (avec leurs voix fluettes, ca faisait plutôt rire que peur).<br /><br />Samedi, je suis alle a la chasse au cochon sauvage au petit matin, encore sous la pluie. Apres 4heures dans les montagnes, nous sommes restes brecouilles, apres avoir suivi des traces relativement fraiches. Nous etions 5 avec 8 chiens, mais cela n'a pas suffit ! Je retiens tout de meme les forets de gigantesques bambous formant une sorte de mikado geant lorsqu;ils tombent. Pas facile d'etre discret la dedans ! Beaucoup de petites rivieres aussi, de bonnes sensations quoi.<br /><br />Le dimanche, on fait rien comme des gros manches, comme dit l'autre... <br />Ce lundi matin, Arava repart a Tahiti pour des examens de droit et moi j'attends tjs des news de ma derniere opportunite de boulot... <br />Mercredi on part sur Maupiti, pour vivre sur un ilot, sans électricité... je reviendrais a priori le 3 janvier. P etre une petite etape a Bora pour voir une ancienne collegue de Sciences Po qui bosse la bas..<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-5900623022754362761?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com8tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-73747946801841257712007-12-05T20:06:00.000+01:002007-12-05T20:16:02.299+01:00Bonjour,<br />alors je mets les choses au clair autant que je peux :<br />- je pars aujourd'hui sur Raiatea, une des îles sous le vent pas loin au sud de Bora Bora, chez la famille de ma copine.<br />- si une des 2 opportunités de boulot qui restent se manifeste, je rentre sur Tahiti pour ces entretiens éventuels<br />- le 16, Arava rentre pr les grandes vacances de Noël chez elle, et nous allons a Maupiti, île perdue au nord de Bora Bora, pour passer Noël et Jour de l'An je pense.<br /><br />Et si pas de boulot d'ici le 15 décembre, je lance les préparatifs pour mon voyage, a savoir, billet d'avion pour le Japon, billet de ferry pour Vladivostock et visa russe.<br /><br />Et sinon, Google France m'a propose un boulot via Linked In, j'attends d'en savoir plus.<br /><br />Bonnes préparations de Noël !!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7374794680184125771?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-36753555486950533942007-11-22T02:04:00.000+01:002007-11-22T02:10:54.340+01:00voila, tout est dans le titre...<br /><br />et l'IEOM se permet même de m'envoyer 2 fois un mail de "désolé, on veut pas de vous".<br />que du bonheur donc...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3675355548695053394?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-40050707739568971442007-11-21T00:18:00.000+01:002007-11-21T00:47:09.121+01:00bon, le voici, réclamé a corps et a cris par la foule en délire qui suit mes aventures... Celles-c ne sont pas palpitantes en ce moment, il se passe plus de choses dans les grèves parisiennes et le froid en France !<br /><br />Je passe mes journées a manger, boire, dormir, regarder la TV (pas mal la TV en Polynésie : 3 chaînes avec bcp de documentaires et les meilleures émissions de débat françaises, presque sans publicité) et l'ordinateur... parfois une petite virée en ville pour se connecter sur Internet et écrire des messages de ce genre...<br />Pas beaucoup plus car pas de moyen de transport et une attente de réponses pour le travail. Je ne cherche d'ailleurs plus de nouvelles pistes, 2 réponses a attendre et zou, je rentre si négatif.<br />Si l'une d'entre elles est positive, je reste au moins la période d'essai pour me faire un peu d'argent... et si c'est vraiment intéressant, je reste !<br /><br />En attendant, petit événement ce WE tout de même, j'ai rencontré les parents de ma copine. Ils sont venus de son île d'origine, Raiatea, et plutôt pour la voir elle, à la base. Mais bon, comme j'étais là ... Tout s'est très bien passé, trois jours bien sympathiques. Par contre, profusion de manger et boire, car les Tahitiens ne font rien a moitie. Cela faisait plusieurs mois qu'ils ne l'aidaient presque pas car pas convaincus qu'elle allait continuer ses études. Et en 3 jours, c'était le problème inverse ! et on est obligé de jeter des trucs... <br /><br />Quelques photos la prochaine fois...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-4005070773956897144?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-642271068582963512007-11-08T02:06:00.000+01:002007-11-09T04:41:31.041+01:00Je viens donc d'avoir mon permis côtier, qui permet de naviguer avec un bateau a moteur a 5 miles marins des cotes. Officier des Affaires Maritimes bien papetisé, en tongs, chemise a fleur et croc de requin autour du cou. Code super facile, en 1min chrono. Puis la pratique, un peu plus chaud. Tout le monde l'a eu car le mec était vraiment cool. L'un d'entre nous a refait 3 fois la manœuvre "homme a la mer" et 4 fois l'arrivée sur le quai... Bref, un mec aussi cool que celui qui m'avait fait passer mon permis B :) Va falloir que je passe d'autres permis !<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Vues de Papeete et de l'universit</span>é<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmEx0wzXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/kX0Lpw1pDkU/s1600-h/IMG_0335.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmEx0wzXI/AAAAAAAAA_A/kX0Lpw1pDkU/s320/IMG_0335.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275157808565618" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmFx0wzYI/AAAAAAAAA_I/6EeL3sa2E1I/s1600-h/IMG_0340.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmFx0wzYI/AAAAAAAAA_I/6EeL3sa2E1I/s320/IMG_0340.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275174988434818" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />La maison de Manu a la presqu'île</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJjpx0wzII/AAAAAAAAA9I/qXNkiY9DHVc/s1600-h/IMG_0198.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJjpx0wzII/AAAAAAAAA9I/qXNkiY9DHVc/s320/IMG_0198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130272494928841858" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJjqR0wzJI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/peWJoECbilQ/s1600-h/IMG_0200.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJjqR0wzJI/AAAAAAAAA9Q/peWJoECbilQ/s320/IMG_0200.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130272503518776466" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJjqh0wzKI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/7yWw0OsD-Xc/s1600-h/IMG_0201.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJjqh0wzKI/AAAAAAAAA9Y/7yWw0OsD-Xc/s320/IMG_0201.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130272507813743778" /></a><br />(Manu est un surfer retraité qui vit sur la presqu'île de Tahiti. Sa maison tout en boite est en hauteur, avec vue sur la passe ou il surfe. Nice !<br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">Notre maison actuelle</span>, bateau de Franck au Yacht Club de Tahiti. Il est parti en France jusqu'au 24 novembre. Endroit calme, dans un centre sportif (du coup petits foots du soir) et d'une école de musique et danse tahitienne. Tous les soirs concert de percussions. TV, grille pain, ventilo, 220V, sanitaires propres, c'est bien logé pour 50 euros :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmGh0wzZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/z2tfJE3Rzx0/s1600-h/IMG_0346.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmGh0wzZI/AAAAAAAAA_Q/z2tfJE3Rzx0/s320/IMG_0346.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275187873336722" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJm-B0wzaI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/eomWPnZ7KuE/s1600-h/IMG_0347.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJm-B0wzaI/AAAAAAAAA_Y/eomWPnZ7KuE/s320/IMG_0347.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130276141356076450" /></a><br /><br />Dans le bateau de mon parrain, "Saba", a la marina Taina.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJkNh0wzLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/-T3jhgXdb1A/s1600-h/IMG_0216.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJkNh0wzLI/AAAAAAAAA9g/-T3jhgXdb1A/s320/IMG_0216.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130273109109165234" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;">A Papara, chez un oncle d'Arava.</span> C'est a 1 heure de Papeete, pas très loin d'un bon spot de surf. Pêche aux oursins et repas tahitien au programme. Nous sommes restés 10 jours environ. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmDB0wzVI/AAAAAAAAA-w/TtAhHzFMdJQ/s1600-h/IMG_0289.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmDB0wzVI/AAAAAAAAA-w/TtAhHzFMdJQ/s320/IMG_0289.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275127743794514" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmEB0wzWI/AAAAAAAAA-4/wqEF5GinQRE/s1600-h/IMG_0325.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJmEB0wzWI/AAAAAAAAA-4/wqEF5GinQRE/s320/IMG_0325.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130275144923663714" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJk4h0wzUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/3CjR2HO2gUo/s1600-h/IMG_0280.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJk4h0wzUI/AAAAAAAAA-o/3CjR2HO2gUo/s320/IMG_0280.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130273847843540290" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJk3x0wzRI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/ycrzn0Pimew/s1600-h/IMG_0272.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJk3x0wzRI/AAAAAAAAA-Q/ycrzn0Pimew/s320/IMG_0272.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130273834958638354" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJk4B0wzSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/10zuyr6c0VI/s1600-h/IMG_0273.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJk4B0wzSI/AAAAAAAAA-Y/10zuyr6c0VI/s320/IMG_0273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130273839253605666" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJk4R0wzTI/AAAAAAAAA-g/8v_QwzSbwKM/s1600-h/IMG_0287.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJk4R0wzTI/AAAAAAAAA-g/8v_QwzSbwKM/s320/IMG_0287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130273843548572978" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJkNx0wzMI/AAAAAAAAA9o/B8y5R75Em8A/s1600-h/IMG_0228.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJkNx0wzMI/AAAAAAAAA9o/B8y5R75Em8A/s320/IMG_0228.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130273113404132546" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJkOB0wzNI/AAAAAAAAA9w/MEf5AnCWr-A/s1600-h/IMG_0231.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzJkOB0wzNI/AAAAAAAAA9w/MEf5AnCWr-A/s320/IMG_0231.jpg" <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzPWix0wzbI/AAAAAAAAA_g/3hS5BPpSuOc/s1600-h/IMG_03071.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RzPWix0wzbI/AAAAAAAAA_g/3hS5BPpSuOc/s320/IMG_03071.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5130680293483662770" /></a><br /><br />et voila !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-64227106858296351?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-51501860344685183802007-11-06T00:56:00.000+01:002007-11-06T01:05:13.333+01:00malgre les commentaires sarcastiques du précédent message, je poursuis mes nouvelles...<br />Oui les gars c'est quand meme galere de pas avoir de logement fixe ni l'impression de pas pouvoir trouver un boulot interessant dans une ile certes jolie autour de Papeete mais ou il fait tres chaud et humide, ou je n'ai pas de moyen de transport (bus rares et chers). Donc ne vous deplaise, je galere quand meme. <br />Et ma copine est etudiante et ses parents ne l'aide pas donc c'est encore moins facile. Bon je vous l'accorde, j'ai choisi de rester pour l'instant, mais je crois que j'aurai vraiment regretté de pas essayer.<br />Si je change tt le temps de plan c'est que justement je suis tout le temps dans l'expectative, je réagis donc aux nouvelles, essayant de prevoir toutes les possibilites au cas ou.<br />Pour faire simple, j'ai un logement sur jusqu'au 24 nov. Je reste en PF jusque la donc. En attendant, le but est de trouver un boulot et un logement. J'ai desormais 3 pistes de boulot, j'attends des retours.<br />Bientot, quelques fotos de notre home sweet home temporaire, un voilier au yacht club de Tahiti.<br /><br />Pour la bouffe de Noel, suis preneur les gars... je devrais savoir vers la fin novembre ce que je fais !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-5150186034468518380?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-52052188090833103362007-10-31T21:40:00.000+01:002007-10-31T21:52:25.530+01:00un entretien d'embauche ! Pour un boulot assez intéressant ! et le mec est ok pour me prendre ! ouaisssssssss...<br /><br />MAIS : il doit voir avec son associe, le salaire est misérable et ça promet d'être assez crevant, surtout par rapport a la paye...<br />Il me propose donc pas moins que le SMIG, soit 140 000 XPF soit 1200 euros. Apres, il y a bien sur les commissions et surtout une aide potentielle du Territoire, qui se chiffrerait a 40 000 XPF par mois, 320 euros. Et puis apparemment ils me paieraient le téléphone portable et le moyen de déplacement (scooter ou voiture). N'empêche que ça fait mal de se faire embaucher au SMIG... Surtout que la vie ici est bien plus chère qu'en France et qu'Arava n'a pas vraiment de ressources...<br /><br />LE BOULOT consisterait avant tout en un boulot de commercial pour trouver des annonceurs pour le magazine Tahiti Business et un supplément Nouvelles technologies. Ce magazine gratuit mensuel est vraiment pas mal, et l'idée serait de faire aussi de la creation de contenus, du journalisme quoi. Cela me donnera aussi une bonne connaissance du milieu économique local. Ce mensuel, publie a 10 000 exemplaires (pr population Papeete de 180 000) parle d'économie, de société et un peu de tout en fait.<br /><br />J'attends une réponse définitive de leur part, en espérant que je pourrais négocier un peu a la hausse le salaire de base... tout dépend aussi de combien je suis censé pouvoir faire en commissions. <br /><br />Et je passe mon permis cotier mercredi prochain aussi, ce sera fait comme cela.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-5205218809083310336?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-32403418065890256112007-10-29T21:13:00.000+01:002007-10-29T21:19:39.919+01:00sous le soleil...<br />on a trouve un bateau a squatter a Arue pour un mois, ce qui me donnera une date butoir pour mon départ, si départ il y a. L'idée serait d'arriver avant Noël, pour que ma grand mère soit contente !!!<br /><br />Mon plan serait, depart fin novembre pour le Japon (- de 1000 euros), arrivee a Tokyo, passage a Kyoto et p etre le mont Fuji, puis enchainement a Toyoama d'ou part le ferry pour Vladivostock. De la, Transsiberien jusqu'a Irkoutsk pour aller voir le lac Baikal et puis re-train pour Moscou. Finalement Saint Petersburg et puis PARIS !!!<br /><br />Il me faut encore faire le visa russe (pas facile), acheter les guides et activer les contacts au Japon (en bonne voie) et en Russie (moins de pistes, je suis preneur...)<br />ah oui, et aussi avoir des habits pour le froid, je suis au soleil depuis 9 mois...<br /><br />sinon niveau boulot (oui, je cherche toujours, bien qu'avec moins de conviction), c'est le zero pointe, avec de moins en moins de pistes... tristes tropiques.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3240341806589025611?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-21453217941685951252007-10-23T21:09:00.001+01:002007-10-23T21:11:57.615+01:00c'est la France qui paye...<br /><br /><embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://stat.radioblogclub.com/radio.blog/skins/mini/player.swf" allowScriptAccess="always" width="180" height="23" bgcolor="#ECECEC" id="radioblog_player_-1" FlashVars="id=-1&filepath=http://www.radioblogclub.com/listen?u=..wLzRmb192cvc2bsJmLvlGZhJ3LyZmLlVmcm5yNwAjMjRHZ/C%2527est%2520La%2520France%2520Qui%2520Paye%2520%2521.rbs&colors=body:#ECECEC;border:#BBBBBB;button:#999999;player_text:#999999;playlist_text:#999999;" ></embed><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2145321794168595125?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-16885590945034565522007-10-23T03:05:00.000+01:002007-10-23T03:14:40.968+01:00toujours pas de logement ( peut etre une chambre demain, pas chere) ni de boulot..<br />5 jours en stage de vie polynesienne viennent de passer, avec de bons et de mauvais cotes. Peche aux oursis, repas tahitiens etc... mais des moustiques et dodo difficile, surtout le samedi soir, soir de bringue ! (et Tahitienne bourree qui gueule sur son mec sous nos fenetres a 3h du mat)<br />je commence a envisager mon retour en France, via le Japon et Russie a priori.<br /><br />je serais donc peut etre en France a Noel...<br /><br />sinon tout va bien avec Arava, et c'est donc vraiment dommage, le moins qu'on puisse dire.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1688559094503456552?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com6tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-23332469737752956002007-10-17T01:56:00.000+01:002007-10-17T02:02:20.517+01:00spleen en Tahitien...<br />lundi énorme pluie toute la journée après un WE... pluvieux... embouteillages monstres, 2h pour faire 5 km... des réponses négatives dans ma recherche d'emploi... le bateau que je comptais louer trop cher et vraiment pourri...<br />donc envie de RENTRER... en tout cas sérieuse envie de prévoir moins de 2 mois ici pour trouver un boulot...<br /><br />il fait beau aujourd'hui... j'ai encore quelques pistes...<br /><br />et de toute façon si je rentre, ce sera par le Japon ou l'Australie !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-2333246973775295600?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-52986298310947691622007-10-08T23:58:00.000+01:002007-10-11T23:38:17.927+01:00Hello a tous,<br />me voici donc en Polynésie, a priori pour quelque temps... Recherche de logement et d'emploi sont au programme, et ça commence dès cet après midi !<br />Et j'ai trouve un bateau pour dormir pour une semaine, on verra pour la suite... (Merci grand père !)<br />Quand je serais un peu plus posé, vous serez bien entendu le très bienvenue en Polynésie, même si je doute d'une affluence de gens venant de métropole...<br /><br />J'ai un téléphone pour les fans (12 de décalage, 12h en moins, merci d'y penser au cas ou...) +689 27 21 67<br /><br />Nana !<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-5298629831094769162?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-64186599097623945492007-10-04T00:34:00.002+01:002007-10-06T21:28:12.060+01:003 jours a Hawaï donc, en transit vers la Polynésie car cela me coûtait moins cher... pourquoi pas alors ! Et j'avais un logement et une voiture gratos donc...<br />Je n'ai pu visiter qu'Oahu, l'île d'Honolulu et Waikiki. Pas de lave dans la mer donc, ce sera pour la prochaine fois.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIgRp-peI/AAAAAAAAA64/hkuocOieJqM/s1600-h/IMG_0084.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIgRp-peI/AAAAAAAAA64/hkuocOieJqM/s320/IMG_0084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118068852118169058" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIghp-pfI/AAAAAAAAA7A/UlfYQRkp854/s1600-h/IMG_0097.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIghp-pfI/AAAAAAAAA7A/UlfYQRkp854/s320/IMG_0097.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118068856413136370" /></a><br />L'évolution de Waikiki<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJlBp-ptI/AAAAAAAAA8w/4VVbQn4tvhQ/s1600-h/IMG_0178.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; <br />cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJlBp-ptI/AAAAAAAAA8w/4VVbQn4tvhQ/s320/IMG_0178.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118070033234175698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" <br />><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJlRp-puI/AAAAAAAAA84/_t6mqZft-ts/s320/IMG_0180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118070037529143010" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJURp-psI/AAAAAAAAA8o/2dyLTbudtTg/s1600-h/IMG_0170.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJURp-psI/AAAAAAAAA8o/2dyLTbudtTg/s320/IMG_0170.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069745471366850" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Rp-plI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2nCeVhJ6lgc/s1600-h/IMG_0134.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Rp-plI/AAAAAAAAA7w/2nCeVhJ6lgc/s320/IMG_0134.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069264435029586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Rp-pmI/AAAAAAAAA74/Bd6s85lr8Jk/s1600-h/IMG_0135.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Rp-pmI/AAAAAAAAA74/Bd6s85lr8Jk/s320/IMG_0135.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069264435029602" /></a><br />A defaut de croiser Magnum et sa Ferrari, voici la police locale...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Bp-pkI/AAAAAAAAA7o/yZNzB5yK5wM/s1600-h/IMG_0128.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Bp-pkI/AAAAAAAAA7o/yZNzB5yK5wM/s320/IMG_0128.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069260140062274" /></a><br />Haumana Bay, ou j'ai pu voir en snorkeling des tortues en plein repas et plein de poissons, plus gros qu'en Polynésie.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJlRp-pvI/AAAAAAAAA9A/TL8Z_dR49yE/s1600-h/IMG_0183.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJlRp-pvI/AAAAAAAAA9A/TL8Z_dR49yE/s320/IMG_0183.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118070037529143026" /></a><br />La plage a 30 mètres de la maison des Casken, frère de mon oncle d'Australie, ou je suis reste durant mon étape hawaïenne.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJTxp-poI/AAAAAAAAA8I/vGEF7ikgp3Y/s1600-h/IMG_0150.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJTxp-poI/AAAAAAAAA8I/vGEF7ikgp3Y/s320/IMG_0150.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069736881432194" /></a><br />Un terrain a vendre sur la plage, dites moi votre prix, révélation du prix dans quelques jours dans les commentaires ! (indice, c'est TRÈS cher)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJTxp-ppI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/VWVm9j9H-sQ/s1600-h/IMG_0153.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJTxp-ppI/AAAAAAAAA8Q/VWVm9j9H-sQ/s320/IMG_0153.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069736881432210" /></a><br />Pearl Harbor le matin de l'attaque, notez l'alignement des croiseurs au milieu<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJUBp-pqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/H6nKtj0xgt8/s1600-h/IMG_0154.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJUBp-pqI/AAAAAAAAA8Y/H6nKtj0xgt8/s320/IMG_0154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069741176399522" /></a><br />Pearl Harbor aujourd'hui, avec le mémorial de l'USS Arizona, situé au dessus du croiseur Arizona. Cette baie reste une base de la Navy aujourd'hui, mais il n'y a pas grand chose a voir de l'attaque. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJUBp-prI/AAAAAAAAA8g/zzfjpFfLzxU/s1600-h/IMG_0155.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcJUBp-prI/AAAAAAAAA8g/zzfjpFfLzxU/s320/IMG_0155.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069741176399538" /></a><br />Eh oui, Dragon Ball crie le nom d'un ancien roi d'Hawaii !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Bp-pjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/z4w0lRa4BWc/s1600-h/IMG_0123.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Bp-pjI/AAAAAAAAA7g/z4w0lRa4BWc/s320/IMG_0123.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069260140062258" /></a><br />Duke, celui qui a relance le surf au début du XXeme siècle : le vrai roi d'Hawaï.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Rp-pnI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ekbK2fcYhOc/s1600-h/IMG_0147.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcI4Rp-pnI/AAAAAAAAA8A/ekbK2fcYhOc/s320/IMG_0147.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118069264435029618" /></a><br />Tour de l'île, parmi les baies, les plages, les rivières et les temples (terrasses en pierre)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIghp-pgI/AAAAAAAAA7I/C4XU4AEYhzM/s1600-h/IMG_0103.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIghp-pgI/AAAAAAAAA7I/C4XU4AEYhzM/s320/IMG_0103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118068856413136386" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIgxp-phI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/MikqYsdP2B8/s1600-h/IMG_0117.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIgxp-phI/AAAAAAAAA7Q/MikqYsdP2B8/s320/IMG_0117.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118068860708103698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIhBp-piI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ix5vQzlsOag/s1600-h/IMG_0120.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwcIhBp-piI/AAAAAAAAA7Y/ix5vQzlsOag/s320/IMG_0120.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5118068865003071010" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-6418659909762394549?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-4040462565198844612007-10-04T00:34:00.001+01:002007-10-04T08:39:22.849+01:00vue depuis Twin Peaks<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSS6Bp-paI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/aXbtVYgSO20/s1600-h/IMG_1678.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSS6Bp-paI/AAAAAAAAA6Y/aXbtVYgSO20/s320/IMG_1678.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117376602174301602" /></a><br />Les rues pentues...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSS6Bp-pbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/43DXDWf48iw/s1600-h/IMG_1994.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSS6Bp-pbI/AAAAAAAAA6g/43DXDWf48iw/s320/IMG_1994.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117376602174301618" /></a><br />avec les câbles-car et un des nombreux pont en arrière plan<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSS6Rp-pdI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Zjm7r7Sh8rc/s1600-h/IMG_1997.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSS6Rp-pdI/AAAAAAAAA6w/Zjm7r7Sh8rc/s320/IMG_1997.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117376606469268946" /></a><br />Le mix entre une cathédrale de béton faite sur le modèle de Notre Dame de Paris et une porteuse que l'on pourrait croire sortie du Lotus Bleu si ce n'était des sacs en plastique.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSS6Rp-pcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/PvefkKfqZ7c/s1600-h/IMG_1996.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSS6Rp-pcI/AAAAAAAAA6o/PvefkKfqZ7c/s320/IMG_1996.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117376606469268930" /></a><br />Une eglise a l'architecture plus moderne, St Mary de l'Assomption<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRWxp-pVI/AAAAAAAAA5w/7ySTSHnHkdk/s1600-h/IMG_1653.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRWxp-pVI/AAAAAAAAA5w/7ySTSHnHkdk/s320/IMG_1653.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374897072285010" /></a><br />Les maisons victoriennes...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRXBp-pWI/AAAAAAAAA54/TckqP_nSamQ/s1600-h/IMG_1661.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRXBp-pWI/AAAAAAAAA54/TckqP_nSamQ/s320/IMG_1661.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374901367252322" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRXBp-pXI/AAAAAAAAA6A/oX0DOBUqkek/s1600-h/IMG_1663.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRXBp-pXI/AAAAAAAAA6A/oX0DOBUqkek/s320/IMG_1663.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374901367252338" /></a><br />Le quartier hippie de Haight Asbury... ils sont encore la les hippies ! surtout que cette annee on fetait les 30 ans du summer of luv..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRXRp-pYI/AAAAAAAAA6I/oN2Ywmkx_ao/s1600-h/IMG_1664.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRXRp-pYI/AAAAAAAAA6I/oN2Ywmkx_ao/s320/IMG_1664.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374905662219650" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRXRp-pZI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/YfgQpNYjiVE/s1600-h/IMG_1667.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSRXRp-pZI/AAAAAAAAA6Q/YfgQpNYjiVE/s320/IMG_1667.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374905662219666" /></a><br />Jessica et moi sur la Telegraph Hill<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_Bp-pQI/AAAAAAAAA5I/kxOsZ56VYKE/s1600-h/IMG_0066.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_Bp-pQI/AAAAAAAAA5I/kxOsZ56VYKE/s320/IMG_0066.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374489050391810" /></a><br />le Fisherman Wharf et son quai envahi d'otaries<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_Rp-pRI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/qs4la5zDOwI/s1600-h/IMG_0069.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_Rp-pRI/AAAAAAAAA5Q/qs4la5zDOwI/s320/IMG_0069.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374493345359122" /></a><br />Avec l'arret obligatoire pour le Chowder Clam, sorte de soupe aux fruits de mer dans un pain d'origine francaise.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_Rp-pSI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bijTizge_Nc/s1600-h/IMG_0079.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_Rp-pSI/AAAAAAAAA5Y/bijTizge_Nc/s320/IMG_0079.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374493345359138" /></a><br />Le Golden Park est garni de terrains de sport, et notamment ce sport innovant : le golf frisbee... Ça plairait a Freeze!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_hp-pTI/AAAAAAAAA5g/RtoCug2L9h8/s1600-h/IMG_1628.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_hp-pTI/AAAAAAAAA5g/RtoCug2L9h8/s320/IMG_1628.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374497640326450" /></a><br />Strawberry Hill et son petit temple offert par les Taiwanais. Dans 2 ans ils rachetent San Francisco comme dirait l'autre.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_xp-pUI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Bl2OsTWEPbc/s1600-h/IMG_1641.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSQ_xp-pUI/AAAAAAAAA5o/Bl2OsTWEPbc/s320/IMG_1641.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117374501935293762" /></a><br />Le musee De Young, un peu a l'image du Getty, plus une réussite architecturale qu'une grande collection... (magnifique collection de Nouvelle Guinée néanmoins)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNlxp-pHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/2_EvObOE_sk/s1600-h/IMG_0007.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNlxp-pHI/AAAAAAAAA4A/2_EvObOE_sk/s320/IMG_0007.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117370756723811442" /></a><br />et la tour offre une vue sympathique de la ville.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNlhp-pGI/AAAAAAAAA34/92wMpLy3dW4/s1600-h/IMG_0004.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNlhp-pGI/AAAAAAAAA34/92wMpLy3dW4/s320/IMG_0004.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117370752428844130" /></a><br />Le samedi c'est rave party, ou Love Fest Festival. Une rave dans le parvis de l'Hôtel de Ville quoi... avec des gens a poil, le grand Mammouth Rose, des chars dansants, un mec en fauteuil roulant avec des boules disco sur les essieux, tous les déguisements que vous pouvez imaginer... et des drogues bien sur ! Ça me rappelle le bon vieux temps de Rennes... <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNlxp-pII/AAAAAAAAA4I/4rASlD_omuQ/s1600-h/IMG_0012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNlxp-pII/AAAAAAAAA4I/4rASlD_omuQ/s320/IMG_0012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117370756723811458" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNlxp-pJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/El-q4IEidbg/s1600-h/IMG_0016.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNlxp-pJI/AAAAAAAAA4Q/El-q4IEidbg/s320/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117370756723811474" /></a><br />Le lendemain, c'est journée bucolique a Folsom Street, le festival du cuir, gothique et compagnie.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSLoxp-pFI/AAAAAAAAA3w/KVd1_XjJPoE/s1600-h/Cene+Folsom+Fair.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSLoxp-pFI/AAAAAAAAA3w/KVd1_XjJPoE/s320/Cene+Folsom+Fair.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117368609240163410" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO9xp-pLI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Pr2l6wsSatw/s1600-h/IMG_0039.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO9xp-pLI/AAAAAAAAA4g/Pr2l6wsSatw/s320/IMG_0039.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117372268552299698" /></a><br />Oui, il se fait flageller en public... a vomir...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO-Bp-pMI/AAAAAAAAA4o/-fYOWOOx7u4/s1600-h/IMG_0040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO-Bp-pMI/AAAAAAAAA4o/-fYOWOOx7u4/s320/IMG_0040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117372272847267010" /></a><br />Pour les plus motives, j'ai encore d'autres photos avec un peu plus de nudité... mais je prends soin de vous (Rémi tu voulais ce costume aussi?)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO-Bp-pNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/9Cj45jcKRCo/s1600-h/IMG_0041.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO-Bp-pNI/AAAAAAAAA4w/9Cj45jcKRCo/s320/IMG_0041.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117372272847267026" /></a><br />La fameuse lombard Street, rue la plus tortueuse du monde (descendue en voiture)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO-Rp-pOI/AAAAAAAAA44/okAch-4rhRU/s1600-h/IMG_0049.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO-Rp-pOI/AAAAAAAAA44/okAch-4rhRU/s320/IMG_0049.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117372277142234338" /></a><br />La brume de San Francisco : peut mieux faire mais bon, je controle pas la meteo.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO-Rp-pPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/w-AtMAZ1dT0/s1600-h/IMG_0058.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSO-Rp-pPI/AAAAAAAAA5A/w-AtMAZ1dT0/s320/IMG_0058.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117372277142234354" /></a><br />On ne s'en lasse pas, Lizard et Luke...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNmBp-pKI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-zAc9Fm4dJU/s1600-h/IMG_0019.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwSNmBp-pKI/AAAAAAAAA4Y/-zAc9Fm4dJU/s320/IMG_0019.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5117370761018778786" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-404046256519884461?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-19128944186940780922007-10-02T18:01:00.000+01:002007-10-04T00:19:50.840+01:00Après une bonne nuit réparatrice (dans un lit!), je suis parti pour la dernière étape de mon road trip californien, le parc Yosemite. Quelques heures de route vous éloigne définitivement des cliches de la Californie. Bienvenue étendues arides, rednecks, gros 4x4 ! Puis surgissent les montagnes de la Sierra Nevada, plus vertes et accueillantes... mais avec beaucoup de monde pour visiter. heureusement ce n'était pas pendant les vacances et pendant la semaine.<br /><br />Premier stop a la foret de Sequoia geants, avec des tunnels dedans. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwKOBRp-pAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/-cOEZMsxyFM/s1600-h/Wawona_Tree_Road.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwKOBRp-pAI/AAAAAAAAA3I/-cOEZMsxyFM/s320/Wawona_Tree_Road.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116808279216792578" /></a><br />Des bêtes âgées de 2000 d'age et de 63 mètres de haut...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ6CRp-ouI/AAAAAAAAA04/e2CksAUDAAQ/s1600-h/IMG_1860.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ6CRp-ouI/AAAAAAAAA04/e2CksAUDAAQ/s320/IMG_1860.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116786306164105954" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ6CRp-ovI/AAAAAAAAA1A/vbwnR2LAeyM/s1600-h/IMG_1862.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ6CRp-ovI/AAAAAAAAA1A/vbwnR2LAeyM/s320/IMG_1862.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116786306164105970" /></a><br />Pour finir la journée, direction Glacier Point et son point de vue impressionnant sur la vallée glaciaire en U typique de Yosemite (Emmanuel et Rémi appréciez en tant que géologues distingues),<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwKVzxp-pDI/AAAAAAAAA3g/5Ed87QDEzcM/s1600-h/IMG_1894.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwKVzxp-pDI/AAAAAAAAA3g/5Ed87QDEzcM/s320/IMG_1894.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116816843381580850" /></a> et le Half Dome en face.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ89Bp-o0I/AAAAAAAAA1o/oqp31wKeDvg/s1600-h/IMG_1904.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ89Bp-o0I/AAAAAAAAA1o/oqp31wKeDvg/s320/IMG_1904.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116789514504676162" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ88xp-ozI/AAAAAAAAA1g/_tsRo7L3xWg/s1600-h/IMG_1891bis.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ88xp-ozI/AAAAAAAAA1g/_tsRo7L3xWg/s320/IMG_1891bis.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116789510209708850" /></a><br />Mon parcours du lendemain en rouge<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ6DRp-oyI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/KCRWj-N0HoI/s1600-h/IMG_1899.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ6DRp-oyI/AAAAAAAAA1Y/KCRWj-N0HoI/s320/IMG_1899.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116786323343975202" /></a><br /><br /> Je suis reste jusqu'au levé de lune pour des vues fantasmagoriques. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ89Bp-o1I/AAAAAAAAA1w/t-XezwebYDo/s1600-h/IMG_1914.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ89Bp-o1I/AAAAAAAAA1w/t-XezwebYDo/s320/IMG_1914.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116789514504676178" /></a><br />Le problème c'est qu'après avoir attendu autant, le camping etait plein ! Dodo dans la voiture donc, jusqu'à ce qu'un ranger me réveille pour m'envoyer dans un autre camping a une demi heure. Avec ordre de ranger ma nourriture pour éviter une destruction de voiture par un ours ! En fin de compte, je n'ai pas sorti la tente car trop fatigue..<br />Du coup le lendemain, réveil a 4h du mat pour ma rando. J'attaque la montagne a 6h du matin, (mal) éclairé par la Lune.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwKV0Rp-pEI/AAAAAAAAA3o/vajWGXzY3rk/s1600-h/IMG_1934.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwKV0Rp-pEI/AAAAAAAAA3o/vajWGXzY3rk/s320/IMG_1934.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116816851971515458" /></a><br /> Du coup je me trompe de chemin... mais je retombe sur mes pattes, et fini l'ascension en 3h et demi !! <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ-Gxp-o_I/AAAAAAAAA3A/CeVqjUAcG3E/s1600-h/IMG_1993.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ-Gxp-o_I/AAAAAAAAA3A/CeVqjUAcG3E/s320/IMG_1993.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116790781520028658" /></a><br />Comptez x2 pour l'aller retour...<br /><br />Quelques cascades, rivières et vie sauvage sur ma route... mais toujours pas d'ours. Bienvenue chez Yakari !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ6Chp-owI/AAAAAAAAA1I/hvpuORh2qsw/s1600-h/IMG_1871.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ6Chp-owI/AAAAAAAAA1I/hvpuORh2qsw/s320/IMG_1871.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116786310459073282" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ89hp-o3I/AAAAAAAAA2A/vF7iyR-LBxk/s1600-h/IMG_1956.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ89hp-o3I/AAAAAAAAA2A/vF7iyR-LBxk/s320/IMG_1956.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116789523094610802" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9nRp-o8I/AAAAAAAAA2o/wqJzEmqxtAE/s1600-h/IMG_1982.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9nRp-o8I/AAAAAAAAA2o/wqJzEmqxtAE/s320/IMG_1982.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116790240354149314" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ-Ghp-o9I/AAAAAAAAA2w/1n_aucsaLF8/s1600-h/IMG_1988.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ-Ghp-o9I/AAAAAAAAA2w/1n_aucsaLF8/s320/IMG_1988.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116790777225061330" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ-Ghp-o-I/AAAAAAAAA24/e46JpIKJyts/s1600-h/IMG_1992.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ-Ghp-o-I/AAAAAAAAA24/e46JpIKJyts/s320/IMG_1992.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116790777225061346" /></a><br />Mais il fait froid la haut... <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9mhp-o4I/AAAAAAAAA2I/WAwJvXT-FtA/s1600-h/IMG_1959.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9mhp-o4I/AAAAAAAAA2I/WAwJvXT-FtA/s320/IMG_1959.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116790227469247362" /></a><br />le temps de prendre quelques photos (attention au vertige)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9mxp-o5I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/E9j5J8Kwgfs/s1600-h/IMG_1960.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9mxp-o5I/AAAAAAAAA2Q/E9j5J8Kwgfs/s320/IMG_1960.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116790231764214674" /></a> et zou, descente et retour a San Francisco, pour une bonne nuit de sommeil bien méritée... <br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9nBp-o6I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/K_eoBMZF5SE/s1600-h/IMG_1968.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9nBp-o6I/AAAAAAAAA2Y/K_eoBMZF5SE/s320/IMG_1968.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116790236059181986" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9nBp-o7I/AAAAAAAAA2g/MJMWItbZIvk/s1600-h/IMG_1969.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ9nBp-o7I/AAAAAAAAA2g/MJMWItbZIvk/s320/IMG_1969.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116790236059182002" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-1912894418694078092?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-34152390845812262832007-10-01T20:06:00.000+01:002007-10-02T18:01:13.126+01:00Après une remontée nocturne et un dodo dans la foret entre la cote et la Silicon Valley, j'ai parcouru celle-ci au petit jour. Il n'y a pas grand chose à voir, mais je me suis quand même arrêté devant Google.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFtRp-ohI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/sJ8u9zKqOEs/s1600-h/IMG_1759.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFtRp-ohI/AAAAAAAAAzQ/sJ8u9zKqOEs/s320/IMG_1759.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116447295805497874" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFtRp-oiI/AAAAAAAAAzY/cCW-hbKiVBU/s1600-h/IMG_1761.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFtRp-oiI/AAAAAAAAAzY/cCW-hbKiVBU/s320/IMG_1761.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116447295805497890" /></a><br /><br />En continuant l'exploration de la Bay Area, me voici en train de traverser le Golden Gate Bridge, majesteux.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFthp-ojI/AAAAAAAAAzg/TdqzYvFZgoQ/s1600-h/IMG_1765.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFthp-ojI/AAAAAAAAAzg/TdqzYvFZgoQ/s320/IMG_1765.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116447300100465202" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFthp-okI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dKspOWMrKTc/s1600-h/IMG_1775.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFthp-okI/AAAAAAAAAzo/dKspOWMrKTc/s320/IMG_1775.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116447300100465218" /></a> Toujours plus au nord, voici Sausalito, petit port chic.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFtxp-olI/AAAAAAAAAzw/LYy5Tv4Rm6M/s1600-h/IMG_1779.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFFtxp-olI/AAAAAAAAAzw/LYy5Tv4Rm6M/s320/IMG_1779.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116447304395432530" /></a><br />Mon but de la journée était Napa Valley. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ4zhp-orI/AAAAAAAAA0g/0xQybO4uuWg/s1600-h/IMG_1798.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ4zhp-orI/AAAAAAAAA0g/0xQybO4uuWg/s320/IMG_1798.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116784953249407666" /></a>Bon, le film Sideways (cf le titre) n'a pas été tourne dans le coin, plutôt vers Santa Barbara, près de Los Angeles. Mais les paysages sont pas mal du tout <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2lhp-omI/AAAAAAAAAz4/3oAKMDBPQpU/s1600-h/IMG_1791.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2lhp-omI/AAAAAAAAAz4/3oAKMDBPQpU/s320/IMG_1791.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116782513707983458" /></a><br />et la sérénité des wineries transporte le visiteur dans un autre monde. <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2lxp-onI/AAAAAAAAA0A/UqBUrfy535Y/s1600-h/IMG_1805.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2lxp-onI/AAAAAAAAA0A/UqBUrfy535Y/s320/IMG_1805.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116782518002950770" /></a><br /> Pique nique dans les vignes (pas de test de vin, je conduis !) <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2mhp-oqI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/wT_TOmxuKdA/s1600-h/IMG_1825.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2mhp-oqI/AAAAAAAAA0Y/wT_TOmxuKdA/s320/IMG_1825.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116782530887852706" /></a><br />et visite de Pegasus, maison ornée de nombreuses œuvres d'art d'artistes majeurs (César, Léger...) <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2mBp-ooI/AAAAAAAAA0I/iP0HGnZ-ctY/s1600-h/IMG_1817.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2mBp-ooI/AAAAAAAAA0I/iP0HGnZ-ctY/s320/IMG_1817.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116782522297918082" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2mRp-opI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/uwsSYs4b80s/s1600-h/IMG_1821.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ2mRp-opI/AAAAAAAAA0Q/uwsSYs4b80s/s320/IMG_1821.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116782526592885394" /></a><br />Au final, j'ai trouve la Napa Valley assez jolie mais un peu sèche. Probablement la saison... dans Mondovino elle apparaissait vraiment comme la Toscane. <br /><br />Et a la suite de toutes ces aventures, je ne me suis pas arrêté ! J'avais l'occasion d'aller voir un match de baseball (sport que j'abhorre) très spécial, avec Brian, autre ami prof/surfer. C'était le dernier du désormais mythique Barry Bonds, meilleur home runner de l'histoire ! <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ4zxp-osI/AAAAAAAAA0o/3wl3HJrAZjw/s1600-h/IMG_1836.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ4zxp-osI/AAAAAAAAA0o/3wl3HJrAZjw/s320/IMG_1836.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116784957544374978" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ40Bp-otI/AAAAAAAAA0w/oiIVNtUSuYs/s1600-h/IMG_1841.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwJ40Bp-otI/AAAAAAAAA0w/oiIVNtUSuYs/s320/IMG_1841.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116784961839342290" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-3415239084581226283?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-88608763273182269702007-10-01T19:27:00.000+01:002007-10-02T18:02:48.749+01:00Eh oui, je n'arrête pas... les US ça se fait en voiture ou ça se fait pas !<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE_fxp-oSI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XcTo0tjfjNE/s1600-h/IMG_1682.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE_fxp-oSI/AAAAAAAAAxY/XcTo0tjfjNE/s320/IMG_1682.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116440466807496994" /></a> <br />Je suis donc parti 4 jours, avec pour premier objectif la cote Pacifique via la Highway 1 jusqu'à Big Sur. Sur la route, Santa Cruz et son roller coaster, <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE_gBp-oUI/AAAAAAAAAxo/3IymTJ9LJtc/s1600-h/IMG_1697.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE_gBp-oUI/AAAAAAAAAxo/3IymTJ9LJtc/s320/IMG_1697.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116440471102464322" /></a><br /> <br />Monterey avec son port, <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE_gRp-oVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/268RMl2Pk3o/s1600-h/IMG_1701.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE_gRp-oVI/AAAAAAAAAxw/268RMl2Pk3o/s320/IMG_1701.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116440475397431634" /></a><br />sa Cannery Row contée par Steinbeck,<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE_gRp-oWI/AAAAAAAAAx4/f3iWjE4aV2o/s1600-h/IMG_1705.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE_gRp-oWI/AAAAAAAAAx4/f3iWjE4aV2o/s320/IMG_1705.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116440475397431650" /></a> son aquarium <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFANRp-oXI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5kX3BbztVPk/s1600-h/IMG_1709.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFANRp-oXI/AAAAAAAAAyA/5kX3BbztVPk/s320/IMG_1709.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441248491544946" /></a><br />et son "17 mile drive" payant, avec des resorts et des golfs dans un ecrin de pins, avec pas mal de wildlife marine.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFANhp-oYI/AAAAAAAAAyI/JVogZMFge0c/s1600-h/IMG_1711.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFANhp-oYI/AAAAAAAAAyI/JVogZMFge0c/s320/IMG_1711.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441252786512258" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFANhp-oZI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/jqYz8qe1bNU/s1600-h/IMG_1714.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFANhp-oZI/AAAAAAAAAyQ/jqYz8qe1bNU/s320/IMG_1714.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441252786512274" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFANxp-oaI/AAAAAAAAAyY/05O2WE33P9c/s1600-h/IMG_1722.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFANxp-oaI/AAAAAAAAAyY/05O2WE33P9c/s320/IMG_1722.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441257081479586" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAOBp-obI/AAAAAAAAAyg/0yJvw8ghsDA/s1600-h/IMG_1724.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAOBp-obI/AAAAAAAAAyg/0yJvw8ghsDA/s320/IMG_1724.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441261376446898" /></a> <br /><br />Après vient la petite ville de Carmel dont le maire fut Clint Eastwood. Tres belle mission.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAlhp-ocI/AAAAAAAAAyo/LuWtJV0ieno/s1600-h/IMG_1728.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAlhp-ocI/AAAAAAAAAyo/LuWtJV0ieno/s320/IMG_1728.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441665103372738" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAlxp-odI/AAAAAAAAAyw/A3axTZu4GTw/s1600-h/IMG_1730.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAlxp-odI/AAAAAAAAAyw/A3axTZu4GTw/s320/IMG_1730.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441669398340050" /></a><br />Vers la fin, le paysage est plus désertique mais la cote est aussi plus dramatique, avec des falaises qui prennent bien le coucher de soleil...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAmBp-oeI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aCTtJAMeEvM/s1600-h/IMG_1737.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAmBp-oeI/AAAAAAAAAy4/aCTtJAMeEvM/s320/IMG_1737.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441673693307362" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAmBp-ofI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-G6WI8fHv-o/s1600-h/IMG_1738.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAmBp-ofI/AAAAAAAAAzA/-G6WI8fHv-o/s320/IMG_1738.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441673693307378" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAmRp-ogI/AAAAAAAAAzI/2WBlTaFLkvk/s1600-h/IMG_1745.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwFAmRp-ogI/AAAAAAAAAzI/2WBlTaFLkvk/s320/IMG_1745.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116441677988274690" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8860876327318226970?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-8945130276667268212007-09-24T16:46:00.000+01:002007-10-01T19:26:52.221+01:00San Francisco depuis 3 jours, dans une super maison bien confortable, avec petit jardin et jacuzzi sur les hauteurs de la ville.<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE7TBp-oQI/AAAAAAAAAxI/SEzlwtDpUBc/s1600-h/IMG_2001.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE7TBp-oQI/AAAAAAAAAxI/SEzlwtDpUBc/s320/IMG_2001.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116435849717653762" /></a><br />Samedi grosse bouffe excellente <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE7Shp-oNI/AAAAAAAAAww/QH8A_xP2yIg/s1600-h/IMG_1618.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE7Shp-oNI/AAAAAAAAAww/QH8A_xP2yIg/s320/IMG_1618.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116435841127719122" /></a><br />et soirée avec jeux a boire... le dimanche, découverte de Golden Gate Park pendant que mon pote et son frere se faisait une petite session de surf sur Ocean Beach...<br />Aujourd'hui je m'attaque a la ville !<br /><br />La chambre de mon pote ou j'ai squatte un bon bout de temps<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE7Sxp-oOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/kb00OyccpvE/s1600-h/IMG_1619.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE7Sxp-oOI/AAAAAAAAAw4/kb00OyccpvE/s320/IMG_1619.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116435845422686434" /></a><br />Notez les planches de surf au plafond et la collection de DVD le long du mur..<br />et l'ecran qui va bien !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE7Sxp-oPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/5zV6ZlIokLA/s1600-h/IMG_1620.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RwE7Sxp-oPI/AAAAAAAAAxA/5zV6ZlIokLA/s320/IMG_1620.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5116435845422686450" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-894513027666726821?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com4tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-79888651843785005922007-09-22T19:18:00.001+01:002007-09-22T19:49:48.564+01:00Grâce au décalage horaire, je suis donc arrivé juste a temps pour le match de hockey, un rêve de plus accompli ! et en plus on m'a donné des billets gratos... C'était quand même marrant, après plus de 12 heures de route d'arriver juste a temps... Bon je ne dis pas que j'ai parfaitement respecté les limites de vitesse...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVb9hp-n_I/AAAAAAAAAvA/vJahA_4Dc_E/s1600-h/IMG_1463.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVb9hp-n_I/AAAAAAAAAvA/vJahA_4Dc_E/s320/IMG_1463.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094064513654770" border="0" /></a><br />Ta nin nin tin tin nin... Go Colorado Avalanche, Go Go... Victoire des Avalanche contre Los Angeles Kings 6-3, cherchez le palet...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVcshp-oAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/6YtrIZKAhpY/s1600-h/IMG_1499.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVcshp-oAI/AAAAAAAAAvI/6YtrIZKAhpY/s320/IMG_1499.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094871967506434" /></a><br />Je crois qu'on peut dire que c'est une belle photo... au petit matin au tout début des Rocheuses. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVcshp-oBI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/u9xAWfGNDMg/s1600-h/IMG_1503.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVcshp-oBI/AAAAAAAAAvQ/u9xAWfGNDMg/s320/IMG_1503.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094871967506450" /></a><br />Denver est vraiment a la limite entre les Grandes Plaines et les Rocheuses, et donc très proche de magnifiques parcs naturels.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVe3Bp-oEI/AAAAAAAAAvo/tLTXt6hh618/s1600-h/IMG_1536.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVe3Bp-oEI/AAAAAAAAAvo/tLTXt6hh618/s320/IMG_1536.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113097251379388482" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVe3Rp-oFI/AAAAAAAAAvw/kJKzeOlPZO8/s1600-h/IMG_1538.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVe3Rp-oFI/AAAAAAAAAvw/kJKzeOlPZO8/s320/IMG_1538.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113097255674355794" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVcshp-oCI/AAAAAAAAAvY/h7qOOB0t4dE/s1600-h/IMG_1521.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVcshp-oCI/AAAAAAAAAvY/h7qOOB0t4dE/s320/IMG_1521.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094871967506466" /></a><br />Une fois dans le parc, j'ai pris une route en terre pendant quelque temps, qui monte a près de 3500 mètres. J'ai pu voir un peu de vie sauvage, toujours en voiture, a l'américaine.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVcsxp-oDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1euCL3W38cQ/s1600-h/IMG_1527.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVcsxp-oDI/AAAAAAAAAvg/1euCL3W38cQ/s320/IMG_1527.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094876262473778" /></a><br />Une fois sorti du parc naturel, il faut redescendre, ce qui amène un tout autre paysage, le désert ! Par ici se trouve le Dinosaur Park, ou on a déterre beaucoup de squelettes.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVe3Rp-oGI/AAAAAAAAAv4/es6_Qq6xqBk/s1600-h/IMG_1550.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVe3Rp-oGI/AAAAAAAAAv4/es6_Qq6xqBk/s320/IMG_1550.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113097255674355810" /></a><br />Arrivée dans l'Utah, l'État de Monument Valley et d'autres merveilles de la nature. Les bords de route sont impressionnants...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVe3hp-oHI/AAAAAAAAAwA/z6XD3vdgh6o/s1600-h/IMG_1558.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVe3hp-oHI/AAAAAAAAAwA/z6XD3vdgh6o/s320/IMG_1558.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113097259969323122" /></a><br />Un étrange nuage rose m'accueille pour mes derniers miles, entre montagnes roses, lacs gigantesques et le soleil en face, comme toujours quand on va vers le Far West !!<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVfQxp-oII/AAAAAAAAAwI/feEiEYcRg34/s1600-h/IMG_1580.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVfQxp-oII/AAAAAAAAAwI/feEiEYcRg34/s320/IMG_1580.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113097693761020034" /></a><br />Salt Lake City n'est pas que la ville des JO d'hiver, c'est bien sur la ville des Mormons, ceux qui croient que Jésus est revenu faire un tour chez les Indiens et les Pionniers. Voici donc le temple principal, qui est entoure de nombreux batiments mormons : administration, centre de conference, genealogie (j'ai un peu chercher dans ma famille mais rien car il faut remonter a plus de 100 ans pour commencer)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVfRBp-oJI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/CcDsDXmfgv4/s1600-h/IMG_1595.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVfRBp-oJI/AAAAAAAAAwQ/CcDsDXmfgv4/s320/IMG_1595.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113097698055987346" /></a><br />Mon fidèle destrier, rendu a sa propriétaire (30 dollars de pourboire, j'ai enfin gagne de l'argent en 8 mois !). Ma Toyota est fantastique...<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVfRRp-oKI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Njl0cgjUKE0/s1600-h/IMG_1598.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVfRRp-oKI/AAAAAAAAAwY/Njl0cgjUKE0/s320/IMG_1598.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113097702350954658" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7988865184378500592?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-76516222982801393672007-09-21T05:30:00.000+01:002007-09-22T20:38:41.055+01:00Me voici a Salt Lake City, fin de mon voyage en voiture, après 2500 miles effectués en 3 jours et demi. J'ai donc pu voir des paysages très différents, changé d'heure deux fois et me prendre pour un pionner du XIXeme ou un easy rider des 60's... au choix ! Je vous recommande la BO de Forrest Gump pour regarder les photos...<br /><br />LA route, se doit d'être droite et dégagée sur les cotes... on se concentre !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVb9Rp-n8I/AAAAAAAAAuo/HdVxq1L0uBo/s1600-h/IMG_1430.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVb9Rp-n8I/AAAAAAAAAuo/HdVxq1L0uBo/s320/IMG_1430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094060218687426" /></a><br /><br />Mon petit plateau repas, pratique a manger en conduisant<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbxxp-n6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ckexWiBxyQw/s1600-h/IMG_1420.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbxxp-n6I/AAAAAAAAAuY/ckexWiBxyQw/s320/IMG_1420.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093862650191778" /></a><br />Entre Indianapolis et Saint Louis, j'ai pris la Road 40, première route transaméricaine (enfin, jusqu'aux zones connues alors, en 1780), avec pas mal de petits villages un peu conservés.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbgBp-n1I/AAAAAAAAAtw/-uQZe06FSak/s1600-h/IMG_1394.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbgBp-n1I/AAAAAAAAAtw/-uQZe06FSak/s320/IMG_1394.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093557707513682" /></a><br /><br />Saint Louis, vers la fin de ma deuxième journée, avec cette énorme arche caractéristique.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbxhp-n4I/AAAAAAAAAuI/aasAXvTqrLs/s1600-h/IMG_1410.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbxhp-n4I/AAAAAAAAAuI/aasAXvTqrLs/s320/IMG_1410.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093858355224450" /></a><br />Un compagnon de route, lors d'une pause du a des travaux sur la route (yen a tout le temps !) dans le Wine Country entre Saint Louis et Jefferson City<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbxxp-n5I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Kbx9pA2ANpI/s1600-h/IMG_1411.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbxxp-n5I/AAAAAAAAAuQ/Kbx9pA2ANpI/s320/IMG_1411.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093862650191762" /></a><br /><br />Les paysages agricoles du Kansas, avec l'emblématique éolienne et le mais grillé par le soleil,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbgBp-n2I/AAAAAAAAAt4/rAoXcVY65rk/s1600-h/IMG_1401.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbgBp-n2I/AAAAAAAAAt4/rAoXcVY65rk/s320/IMG_1401.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093557707513698" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbgRp-n3I/AAAAAAAAAuA/NoIstP2hZKI/s1600-h/IMG_1402.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbgRp-n3I/AAAAAAAAAuA/NoIstP2hZKI/s320/IMG_1402.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093562002481010" /></a><br />Les fils électriques me font penser au télégraphe dans Lucky Luke... et avec le chemin de fer que j'ai longe pendant un long moment, j'y étais !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbdxp-n0I/AAAAAAAAAto/2qKoF4MKQJQ/s1600-h/IMG_1390.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbdxp-n0I/AAAAAAAAAto/2qKoF4MKQJQ/s320/IMG_1390.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093519052808002" /></a><br />Au delà de Kansas City s'étende les Grandes Plaines, lieu qui produit 1 million de têtes de bétail par an. <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbyBp-n7I/AAAAAAAAAug/vP-PCKT6yr0/s1600-h/IMG_1426.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVbyBp-n7I/AAAAAAAAAug/vP-PCKT6yr0/s320/IMG_1426.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113093866945159090" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVb9Rp-n9I/AAAAAAAAAuw/pNBtMMM0BGU/s1600-h/IMG_1431.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVb9Rp-n9I/AAAAAAAAAuw/pNBtMMM0BGU/s320/IMG_1431.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113094060218687442" /></a><br /><br />Arrivée a Denver, j'aperçois enfin les Rocheuses !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVu7Bp-oMI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aWPfr1kmqTA/s1600-h/IMG_1460.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvVu7Bp-oMI/AAAAAAAAAwo/aWPfr1kmqTA/s320/IMG_1460.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5113114912284909762" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7651622298280139367?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-76215086659477768192007-09-20T06:45:00.000+01:002007-09-21T05:29:55.035+01:00Vous pouvez "jouer" avec les cartes, zoomer, dezoomer en haut a droite, et afficher le mode satellite pour voir mon parcours vu du ciel... enjoy<br /><br />Day 1 : 350 miles en un apres midi<br /><iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" 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Kings, 6-3).<br /><br />Je m'arrete donc pas beaucoup, je mange en route et dors dans la voiture (enfin hier soir motel a 30 dollars - raison du retour sur mes pas.<br /><br />Day 4 - JE SUIS ARRIVE ! - 520 miles mais de la montagne, voire de la piste dans un parc national, puis du desert... les photos arrivent ! <span style="font-weight:bold;">La je pense que ca vaut le coup de passer en mode satellite pour suivre mon trajet...</span><br /><iframe width="425" height="350" frameborder="0" scrolling="no" marginheight="0" marginwidth="0" 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Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-60928802595611627292007-09-19T18:28:00.000+01:002007-09-20T06:30:04.229+01:00Beaucoup d'hesitations donc, mais j'ai finalement decide de prendre la voiture d'autodriveaways.com de Washington DC a Salt Lake City. Dimanche soir, Boston NY, arrivee a 3h du mat'.Errance dans le Sud de Manhattan pour trouver mon bus pour NY Washington. L'adresse etait sur Broadway mais il y a DEUX Broadway (W et E), et une fois sur la bonne route, Google Maps m'a donne le mauvais endroit. Donc plus de 3km parcouru avec mes 30 kilos de bagages entre 3 et 6h du mat un lundi matin a Manhattan apres une nuit dans le bus, galere galere... D'ailleurs New York dort quand meme un peu... presque personne dans les rues !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDclV4lOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/C-NTii7ljbs/s1600-h/IMG_1361.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDclV4lOI/AAAAAAAAAsg/C-NTii7ljbs/s320/IMG_1361.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112152316614055138" /></a><br />Au final mon bus etait a 2 blocks de la ou je suis arrive... <br />Me voici a Washington en debut d'apres midi. Pas le temps de revoir Carole, je prends le metro+bus pour aller en banlieue aller chercher cette foutue voiture... et je demarre la bete vers 16h, lundi 17 Septembre !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDdFV4lQI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qZtqCg7NmWk/s1600-h/IMG_1366.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDdFV4lQI/AAAAAAAAAsw/qZtqCg7NmWk/s320/IMG_1366.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112152325203989762" /></a><br />Le premier soir, de la Virginie en Ohio m'offre deja un magnifique coucher de soleil... et de jolis vallons couverts de forets. C'est la course pour rattraper le soleil, vers l'Ouest !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDc1V4lPI/AAAAAAAAAso/SxK6veBJJng/s1600-h/IMG_1364.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDc1V4lPI/AAAAAAAAAso/SxK6veBJJng/s320/IMG_1364.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112152320909022450" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDdVV4lRI/AAAAAAAAAs4/HASXj1U52gs/s1600-h/IMG_1387.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDdVV4lRI/AAAAAAAAAs4/HASXj1U52gs/s320/IMG_1387.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112152329498957074" /></a><br />Tiens, Doc et Marty sont en ballade... cela aurait ete bien pratique la Doloreane... j'aurai pu aussi voyager dans le temps !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDd1V4lSI/AAAAAAAAAtA/uEV3mAtyMbk/s1600-h/IMG_1389.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIDd1V4lSI/AAAAAAAAAtA/uEV3mAtyMbk/s320/IMG_1389.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112152338088891682" /></a><br /><span style="font-weight:bold;"><br />PS ne ratez pas ma video duke of hazzard, en dessous de la soiree Longchamp !</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-6092880259561162729?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-79309585404141888392007-09-19T18:16:00.000+01:002007-09-20T06:42:17.151+01:00après une matinée du samedi a essayer vainement de trouver un plan logement a Boston, je décide d'y aller pour louer une voiture a l'aéroport, dormir dedans et a l'occasion vers un petit tour sur la cote. Vu que les hôtels ou il restait de la place coûtait environ 100 dollars minimum, c'était la solution la plus économique.<br />Apres une approche dans le bus (échec), me voila en dehors de la station de bus, ayant réussi a attraper un signal WiFi pour avoir Internet. Et la, miracle, Vincent est en ligne, et il a un ami qui étudie a Boston !!! Aussitôt dit aussitôt fait, me voila dans le train pour Waltham, dans la banlieue de Boston.<br />Alex Hagiage de Dauphine m'accueille au pied levé ! (merci au fait :)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFaXFV4lNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/gKcFMbtgW5k/s1600-h/a+boston+chez+alexandre.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFaXFV4lNI/AAAAAAAAAsM/gKcFMbtgW5k/s320/a+boston+chez+alexandre.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111966404659680466" /></a><br />Le lendemain, visite du centre ville via le Freedom Trail - avec un memorial de la Shoah assez marquant -<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIHAlV4lTI/AAAAAAAAAtI/6vWaYUv4U6M/s1600-h/IMG_1330.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIHAlV4lTI/AAAAAAAAAtI/6vWaYUv4U6M/s320/IMG_1330.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112156233624229170" /></a><br /><span style="font-style:italic;">de la vapeur s'echappe des cubes en verre, ou sont inscrits des noms de victimes</span><br />pour laet retour en navette bateau histoire de voir depuis la mer <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIHBFV4lUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/UKjjUIY2TbY/s1600-h/IMG_1343.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIHBFV4lUI/AAAAAAAAAtQ/UKjjUIY2TbY/s320/IMG_1343.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112156242214163778" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIHBlV4lVI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0KbJczgywEI/s1600-h/IMG_1354.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIHBlV4lVI/AAAAAAAAAtY/0KbJczgywEI/s320/IMG_1354.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112156250804098386" /></a><br />cette ville très marquée par l'histoire aussi. Boston Tea Party,<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIHCFV4lWI/AAAAAAAAAtg/JEEiSBajGNk/s1600-h/IMG_1357.JPG"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvIHCFV4lWI/AAAAAAAAAtg/JEEiSBajGNk/s320/IMG_1357.JPG" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5112156259394032994" /></a><br /> Boston Massacre... l'indépendance est partie d'ici.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-7930958540414188839?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5836025877277945039.post-87262675657192320112007-09-19T18:09:00.000+01:002007-09-19T18:16:47.697+01:00c'est haut New York... surtout depuis le niveau de la mer, ou du sol...<br />donc mercredi dernier, French Tuesday decale pr cause de 9/11, soiree sponsorisee par Longchamp. Ca tombe bien, mon cousin Timothee y travaille..<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYllV4lJI/AAAAAAAAArs/5H-V5RfRs-A/s1600-h/IMG_1294.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYllV4lJI/AAAAAAAAArs/5H-V5RfRs-A/s320/IMG_1294.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964454744528018" /></a><br />Bateau Taxi du cote Ouest de Manhattan, petit rush jusqu'a la Statue de la Liberte et go vers Brooklyn, ou nous attend la plage de la soiree.<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYUlV4lEI/AAAAAAAAArE/LR9SOKKzgys/s1600-h/IMG_1243.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYUlV4lEI/AAAAAAAAArE/LR9SOKKzgys/s320/IMG_1243.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964162686751810" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYUlV4lFI/AAAAAAAAArM/lw1OiRZV9nM/s1600-h/IMG_1247.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYUlV4lFI/AAAAAAAAArM/lw1OiRZV9nM/s320/IMG_1247.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964162686751826" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYVFV4lGI/AAAAAAAAArU/L8gnK0vleUI/s1600-h/IMG_1270.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYVFV4lGI/AAAAAAAAArU/L8gnK0vleUI/s320/IMG_1270.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964171276686434" /></a><br /> Belles vues, carre VIP avec Champagne a volonte, mon bapteme de caviar (petrossian !)<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYVFV4lHI/AAAAAAAAArc/apLptRJOsi8/s1600-h/IMG_1283.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYVFV4lHI/AAAAAAAAArc/apLptRJOsi8/s320/IMG_1283.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964171276686450" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYVVV4lII/AAAAAAAAArk/isLCZjb0zzM/s1600-h/IMG_1287.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYVVV4lII/AAAAAAAAArk/isLCZjb0zzM/s320/IMG_1287.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964175571653762" /></a><br />et beaucoup de francophones !<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYmFV4lKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/e0UIdnB_alc/s1600-h/IMG_1306.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYmFV4lKI/AAAAAAAAAr0/e0UIdnB_alc/s320/IMG_1306.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964463334462626" /></a><br />Le probleme c'est que je n'avais pas mange et que le caviar, c'est tres bon mais cela ne nourrit pas vraiment... Je me suis donc reveille a l'hopital Bellevue, sous le nom de Lebrunye Aurehen.. Tout allait bien, je ne sais pas trop comment je suis arrive la mais je suis rentre chez Timothee vers 8h du mat'... <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYmFV4lLI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Uhti6T44Gx4/s1600-h/IMG_1312.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYmFV4lLI/AAAAAAAAAr8/Uhti6T44Gx4/s320/IMG_1312.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964463334462642" /></a><br />J'ai visite Brooklyn, fait quelques magasins et le Moma renove vendredi, apres une journee "off"<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYmFV4lMI/AAAAAAAAAsE/69Xw1AfabJs/s1600-h/IMG_1322.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_r3cWz2gAxsU/RvFYmFV4lMI/AAAAAAAAAsE/69Xw1AfabJs/s320/IMG_1322.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5111964463334462658" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/5836025877277945039-8726267565719232011?l=aroundalone.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Aurélien Labrunyehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/05002572254413404143noreply@blogger.com0