tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-69288232636643139192024-03-04T21:02:32.235-08:00Las AmericasJeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.comBlogger56125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-35382123468144729532011-04-26T10:51:00.000-07:002011-04-26T10:51:31.110-07:00Lundi/ Monday 25.04.201. Mardi/ Tuesday 26.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Levés de bonne heure, on déjeune puis on fait les bagages. Je laisse le livre (3 ème tome de Stieg Larson) pour Linda, des graines de lupin et deux oignon/racine de plantes (lys et astilbe). Merci, merci à eux.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">On part sous la pluie, heureusement ce n’est pas loin, 5 mn. Le bus arrive et on paie moins que prévu parce qu’on est senior. Le bus, très long et articulé, est plein. Une jeune femme, que j’ai entendu parler français avec son ami, me propose sa place (en anglais). Je lui dis non merci en français. Elle est un peu surprise et après 3 secondes me dit OK. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Le bus s’arrête à la gare de train et, système génial, le bus roule sur les rails dans la gare. Les rails sont enterrés et le bus peut rouler dessus sans problème. Le bus s’en va et on attend sur le quai que le train, une sorte de métro plutôt, arrive.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">On est bien tôt à l’aéroport. Le départ pour Amsterdam est à 14 h 15. Grand avion de Delta, plein.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Une jeune femme indienne (des Indes) est assise en diagonale devant nous. Elle voyage avec une petite fille de 5-6 ans et un bébé de 5-6 mois. Les enfants sont calmes mais deviennent fatigués après quelques heures. La maman est très calme mais la nuit doit lui paraitre assez longue. Son voisin, genre homme d’affaire, porte et joue avec le bébé <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>quand la maman s’occupe de la plus grande.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je regarde un film, Le Concert. C’est bien et ça fait passer le temps. En fait ce voyage passe très vite. Il faut dire que c’est seulement 9 h, pas les 13 heures de l’allée, Amsterdam-Santigo du Chili. On passe au dessus du pôle nord, c’est plus court que de suivre un parallèle.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Arrivée à Amsterdam à 9 h du matin le 26 Avril, heure locale (minuit le 25 Avril, heure de Seattle). Pas trop fatiguées. Mais on attend 3 heures avant de repartir pour Bergen. Pourvu que la caisse suive. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous arrivons à Bergen à 2 h. Le soleil brille mais il ne fait pas chaud. Nina est venue nous chercher. Nous sommes très heureux de la voir. Elle nous conduits chez nous.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Voilà encore un très bon voyage qui se termine.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Maintenant on reste à la maison et on attend la naissance du bébé de Nina et Sveinung, naissance prévue fin Mai. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Les grands parents doivent être ici pour accueillir ce petit garçon, premier petit-enfant. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Donc fin de ce blog, au revoir.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">PS : La caisse avec le radar ((plus les chaussettes et le peanut butter) est bien arrivée. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="hps"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Up early</span></span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">, we <span class="hps">have breakfast</span> <span class="hps">and then</span> <span class="hps">made</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">luggage</span>. <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">leave</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">book</span> <span class="hps">(3</span> <span class="hps">rd</span> <span class="hps">volume of</span> <span class="hps">Stieg</span> <span class="hps">Larson</span>) <span class="hps">for</span> <span class="hps">Linda</span>, <span class="hps">lupine seeds</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">two</span> <span class="hps">onion/</span>root <span class="hps">plants</span> <span class="hpsatn">(</span>lilies, and <span class="hps">astilbe</span>). <span class="hps">Thank you</span>, <span class="hps">thank you to</span> <span class="hps">them</span>.<br />
We walk in the<span class="hps"> rain to go to the bus stop</span>, <span class="hps">fortunately</span> <span class="hps">it is</span> <span class="hps">not far</span>, <span class="hps">5</span> <span class="hps">min</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">bus</span> <span class="hps">arrives</span> <span class="hps">and</span> we <span class="hps">pay</span> <span class="hps">less</span> <span class="hps">than</span> <span class="hps">expected</span> <span class="hps">because</span> we are <span class="hps">senior</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">bus,</span> <span class="hps">very</span> <span class="hps">long</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">articulated is full</span>. <span class="hps">A</span> <span class="hps">young</span> <span class="hps">woman, whom</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">heard</span> <span class="hps">speak French</span> <span class="hps">with</span> <span class="hps">his</span> <span class="hps">friend</span>, <span class="hps">offered me</span> <span class="hps">her place</span> <span class="hpsatn">(</span>in <span class="hps">English</span>). <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">told her</span> <span class="hps">no</span> <span class="hps">thank you</span> <span class="hps">in French</span>. She <span class="hps">is a</span> <span class="hps">bit</span> <span class="hps">surprised</span> <span class="hps">and,</span> <span class="hps">3 seconds</span> later, she answered<span class="hps"> OK</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">bus</span> <span class="hps">stops at</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">train station</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">brilliant system</span>, the <span class="hps">bus</span> <span class="hps">runs</span> <span class="hps">on</span> the <span class="hps">tracks</span> <span class="hps">in the</span> <span class="hps">station.</span> <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">rails</span> <span class="hps">are</span> <span class="hps">buried</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">bus</span> <span class="hps">can</span> <span class="hps">run</span> <span class="hps">on them without</span> <span class="hps">problem</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">bus</span> <span class="hps">leaves</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">we wait</span> <span class="hps">on the</span> same <span class="hps">platform</span> for <span class="hps">the train. (It is</span> rather a <span class="hps">kind of</span> metro).<br />
<span class="hps">We are</span> <span class="hps">at the airport early</span>. We leave <span class="hps">for</span> <span class="hps">Amsterdam</span> at <span class="hps">2.15 pm</span>. The big <span class="hps">aircraft from Delta airlines is</span> <span class="hps">full. </span><br />
<span class="hps">A</span> <span class="hps">young</span> <span class="hps">Indian woman</span> <span class="hps">(from</span> <span class="hps">India</span>) is <span class="hps">sitting</span> <span class="hps">diagonally</span> <span class="hps">in front of</span> <span class="hps">us</span>. <span class="hps">She travels</span> <span class="hps">with a 5-6 years old</span> <span class="hps">girl</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">a</span> 5-6 months <span class="hps">baby</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">children</span> <span class="hps">are</span> <span class="hps">quiet</span> <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">get tired</span> <span class="hps">after</span> <span class="hps">a few</span> <span class="hps">hours</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">mom</span> <span class="hps">is very</span> <span class="hps">patient</span> <span class="hps">but</span> the <span class="hps">night</span> <span class="hps">must</span> <span class="hps">seem</span> <span class="hps">long</span> for her. <span class="hps">Her</span> <span class="hps">neighbor</span>, a <span class="hps">businessman</span> <span class="hps">type</span>, carries <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">plays</span> <span class="hps">with</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">baby when</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">mother</span> is busy with the oldest child..<br />
<span class="hps">I watch</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">film,</span> <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">Concert</span>. <span class="hps">It's</span> <span class="hps">good</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">it</span> <span class="hps">makes</span> <span class="hps">the time pass.</span> <span class="hps">In</span> <span class="hps">fact</span> <span class="hps">this</span> <span class="hps">trip</span> <span class="hps">passes</span> <span class="hps">quickly</span>. <span class="hps">It</span> <span class="hps">must be said</span> <span class="hps">that it only</span> <span class="hps">9 hours</span>, <span class="hps">not</span> <span class="hps">13 hours</span> like Amsterdam<span class="atn">-</span>Santiago <span class="hps">Chile</span>. We fly o<span class="hps">ver</span> <span class="hps">the</span> N<span class="hps">orth Pole, it</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">shorter</span> <span class="hps">than</span> <span class="hps">following</span> the<span class="hps"> parallels</span>.<br />
We a<span class="hps">rrive</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">Amsterdam</span> <span class="hps">at</span> <span class="hps">9</span> <span class="hps">am</span> <span class="hps">local time</span> the 26 th of April <span class="hps">(midnight</span> the 25 th <span class="hps">in Seattle</span>). <span class="hps">Not</span> <span class="hps">too</span> <span class="hps">tired</span>. <span class="hps">But</span> <span class="hps">we wait</span> <span class="hps">three hours</span> <span class="hps">before leaving for</span> <span class="hps">Bergen</span>. Let’s hope that the box <span class="hps">follows</span>.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We arrive in Bergen at 2 pm. The weather is sunny but not too warm. Nina is here and we are very happy to see her. She drives us home.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">So, a long and very good journey is over.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Now we are going to stay home and wait for Nina and Sveinung’s baby. The little boy is supposed to come at the end of May. His grand parents must be here to welcome their first grand child.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">End of this blog. Bye, bye.</span></div><span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: "Times New Roman"; font-size: 12pt; mso-ansi-language: EN; mso-bidi-language: AR-SA; mso-fareast-font-family: "Times New Roman"; mso-fareast-language: NO-BOK;">PS: The box with the radar (plus socks and peanut butter) came without problem.</span><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-59059397790121159042011-04-24T09:11:00.000-07:002011-04-26T09:40:58.772-07:00Dimanche/ Sunday 24.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous prenons le petit-déjeuner ensemble puis Steve part pour l’aéroport à 9 h 30 en bus et train. Il pleut, le beau temps d’hier est déjà fini. Nous allons à University Village à pied avec un parapluie. Nous achetons du peanut butter et des tortillas pour rapporter à la maison. Jens emballe le radar qu’il avait commandé aux Etats-Unis et fait livrer chez Steve et Linda. Il le met dans une caisse en carton et le cale bien avec des vêtements. On met aussi dans la boite les tortillas et les 3 pots de peanut butter. Puis il met une corde autour et fait deux poignées. Elle pèse à peu près 12 kg et on peut la porter à deux. En fin d’après midi on va faire des courses pour le diner à Whole Foods. On achète du maïs frais, de la salade et une bonne baguette. Ils ont vraiment du bon pain. Il pleuviote toujours. On passe à l’arrêt de bus pour vérifier les horaires.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">On dine de salade, maïs et fromage. Puis Jens regarde la télévision. Il trouve une chaine publique … en espagnol.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">On est à la fois content de renter et triste que ce beau voyage se termine.</span><span class="hps"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> </span></span><span class="hps"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN;"></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="hps"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We</span></span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> <span class="hps">have breakfast</span> <span class="hps">together</span> <span class="hps">and then</span> <span class="hps">Steve</span> <span class="hps">left for</span> <span class="hps">the airport</span> <span class="hps">at 9</span>.<span class="hps">30 am</span> <span class="hps">by bus</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">train</span>. <span class="hps">It</span>'s raining, <span class="hps">the good</span> <span class="hps">weather</span> from <span class="hps">yesterday</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">already</span> <span class="hps">over</span>. <span class="hps">We</span> walk<span class="hps"> to</span> <span class="hps">University</span> <span class="hps">Village</span> <span class="hps">with</span> <span class="hps">an umbrella</span>. <span class="hps">We buy</span> <span class="hps">peanut butter</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">tortillas</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">take home</span>. <span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">packs</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">radar</span> <span class="hps">that he had</span> <span class="hps">ordered in the States and which has been delivered</span> <span class="hps">at</span> <span class="hps">Steve</span> <span class="hps">and Linda’s home</span>. <span class="hps">He</span> <span class="hps">puts it in</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">cardboard box</span> <span class="hps">and</span> fills up the space <span class="hps">with</span> <span class="hps">clothes</span>. He <span class="hps">also puts</span> <span class="hps">in the</span> <span class="hps">box</span> <span class="hps">tortillas</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">3 jars of</span> <span class="hps">peanut</span> <span class="hps">butter</span>. <span class="hps">Then</span> <span class="hps">he</span> <span class="hps">puts</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">rope</span> <span class="hps">around and</span> <span class="hps">made</span> <span class="hps">two</span> <span class="hps">handles</span>. It <span class="hps">weighs</span> <span class="hps">about</span> <span class="hps">12 kg</span> <span class="hps">and</span> we <span class="hps">can</span> <span class="hps">carry</span> it together. <span class="hps">In</span> <span class="hps">late</span> <span class="hps">afternoon</span> <span class="hps">we</span> <span class="hps">go shopping</span> <span class="hps">for</span> <span class="hps">dinner</span> <span class="hps">at</span> <span class="hps">Whole</span> <span class="hps">Foods</span>. <span class="hps">We</span> <span class="hps">buy</span> <span class="hps">fresh corn</span>, <span class="hps">salad</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">baguette</span>. <span class="hps">They</span> <span class="hps">have</span> <span class="hps">really</span> <span class="hps">good bread</span>. It is raining a bit. <span class="hps">We go</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">bus stop</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">check</span> <span class="hps">schedules for tomorrow</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">We</span> <span class="hps">dine on</span> <span class="hps">salad</span>, <span class="hps">corn</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">cheese</span>. <span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">then</span> <span class="hps">watches</span> <span class="hps">TV</span>. He finds <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">public channel</span> <span class="hps">... in</span> <span class="hps">Spanish</span>.<br />
We are <span class="hps">both</span> <span class="hps">sad</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">happy: happy to go home and sad that this beautiful journey is soon over.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-34169221010025215272011-04-23T15:47:00.000-07:002011-04-24T16:17:42.908-07:00Samedi/ Saturday 23.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Près de Seattle (une heure de route!), une des attractions du printemps est Tulip Town, une grande plantation de tulipes. C’est au nord de Seattle et Linda y est passée en partant au Canada. Elle a conseillé à Steve d’y aller de bonne heure, c’est très fréquenté pendant le week-end. Conseil précieux.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous partons de la maison à 8 h, Steve, Jens et moi, dans «notre» voiture. Nous prenons le petit-déjeuner au Breakfast Café (celui où les muffins sont faits maison) et prenons la route vers le nord. Le temps est très beau aujourd’hui. Pas mal de circulation sur l’autoroute, mais ça roule bien. Je conduis. La ville de Seattle est toute en longueur, orientée nord-sud. Cela prend du temps de sortir de la ville. Nous voyons plusieurs fois des immenses casinos. Ces casinos sont dans des réserves indiennes et seuls les Indiens ont le droit de les établir. Cela leur donne une importante rentrée d’argent. La vue est splendide sur les montagnes à l’est encore enneigées. Nous sortons de l’autoroute au niveau de Skagit Valley, une vallée très large et très plate. Nous allons vers l’ouest. La vallée devient un delta marécageux. Des canaux et des levées de terre régularise le niveau de l’eau. L’hiver c’est inondé. Le paysage ressemble à la Hollande, et apparemment les tulipes poussent très bien ici aussi.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous arrivons à Tulip Town. Plusieurs petits parkings sont déjà pleins mais les grands (et ils sont immenses) ne le sont pas encore. Une cohorte de jeunes gens dirigent la circulation et le stationnement. Comme nous avons une petite voiture nous pouvons la stationner entre deux caisses de tulipes au bout d’un parking. Il est 11h, donc assez tôt mais pour nous, Jens et moi, la foule parait assez importante. Ce n’est rien par rapport à ce que ce sera un peu plus tard. Beaucoup de familles avec des enfants et les appareils photos cliquent et cliquent de partout. Un système de tracteur tirant des grands chariots emmènent ceux qui ne peuvent ou ne veulent pas marcher. Et, encore mieux, on peut survoler les champs de tulipes en hélicoptère! Très belles couleurs des tulipes sur fond de montagnes enneigées. Le sol parait très argileux très compact mais les tulipes poussent bien.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous repartons et la campagne est vraiment belle.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous nous arrêtons et marchons le long d’une levée de terre séparant des champs et une large étendue d’eau salée très peu profonde. On voit des hérons et on entend des grenouilles. Il fait beau mais le vent est froid. La plupart des promeneurs ou cyclistes sont en t-shirts. Brrr.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous continuons et nous arrêtons dans un petit village, Bow Edison. Le village doit être mort en semaine et vit des week-ends: restaurants, cafés, très bonne boulangerie, très bonne charcuterie-fromagerie, galeries de peinture … Nous achetons du saucisson, du fromage et du bon pain et pique-niquons au bord de la petite rivière, dans le jardin de la charcuterie. Très agréable.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Puis retour vers Seattle. Dans l’autre sens, allant vers les tulipes, la circulation est complètement bloquée sur des dizaines de km. Pauvres gens. C’était vraiment une bonne idée d’y aller de bonne heure, merci Linda!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous allons rendre directement la voiture et rentrons à pied. Le vent est tombé et la température est bien montée. Temps splendide, premier beau jour de printemps. Tout le monde est dehors.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Steve nous mijote encore un excellent repas: pommes de terre entières au four, steacks et salade. Et évènement inimaginable il y quelques jours, nous dinons dehors! Il fait cuire la viande sur le grill dehors. Nous arrosons bien ce bon diner avec un bon vin argentin, pas de San Juan mais de Mendoza. Nous passons une excellente soirée, dommage que Linda ne soit pas là. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Dernier diner ensemble, Steve part demain à Memphis. Quels bons amis, quand nous reverrons-nous la prochaine fois? Et où? Peut-être en Norvège ?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Near Seattle (an hour away!), one of the attractions of spring is Tulip Town, a large area planted with tulips. It is north of Seattle and Linda went there when she was driving to Canada. She advised Steve to go early; it's very crowded during the weekend. Valuable advice.<br />
We leave home at 8 am, Steve, Jens and me in "our" car. We take breakfast at the Breakfast Café (the one where the muffins are homemade) and take the road north. The weather is beautiful today. A lot of traffic on the highway, but it runs well. I drive. The city of Seattle is quite long, running north-south. It takes time to get out of town. We see several times the huge casinos. These casinos are on Indian reservations and only the Indians have the right to establish them. This gives them a significant flow of money. The view is beautiful on the mountains, they are still covered with snow. We leave the motorway at Skagit Valley, a broad and flat valley. We are moving toward the west. The valley becomes a swampy delta. Canals and levees regulate the water level. In winter it is flooded. The landscape looks like Holland, and apparently the tulips grow very well here too.<br />
We arrive at Tulip Town. Several small parking lots are already full, but the big ones (and they are huge) are not. An army of young people direct the traffic and parking. Since we have a small car we can park it between two boxes of tulips at the end of a parking lot. It is 11am, early enough but for us, Jens and me, the crowd seems already quite important. This is nothing compared to what it will be a little later. Many families with children and the cameras click and click around. A system of tractor pulling large carts take those unable or unwilling to walk. And even better, you can fly over the fields of tulips in a helicopter! Very beautiful colors of tulips on a background of snowy mountains. The heavy clay soil seems very compact but the tulips are growing well.<br />
We leave the tulips and the countryside is really beautiful.<br />
We stop and walk along a dike between the fields and a large expanse of salt water, very shallow. We see herons and hear frogs. It's nice weather but the wind is cold. Most walkers and cyclists are in t-shirts. Brrr.<br />
We continue and we stop in a small village, Bow Edison. The village must be quite dead on weekdays but survive on weekends with restaurants, cafes, a good bakery, a good shop selling cheese and wines , art galleries ... We buy sausage, cheese and good bread and eat our our picnic at the edge of the little river in the garden of the deli. Very nice.<br />
Then back to Seattle. In the other direction, going to the tulips, the traffic is completely blocked over tens of kilometers. Poor people. It was really a good idea to go early, thank you Linda!<br />
We go directly to deliver the car back and walk home. The wind is gone now and the temperature is rising. Beautiful weather, the first spring day. Everyone is outside.<br />
Steve makes us a great meal: baked potatoes, steaks and salads. And an unimaginable event a few days ago, we dine outside! <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">He cooks the meat on the grill outside. With this </span>nice dinner we drink a good Argentine wine, but not from San Juan, from Mendoza. We have a very nice evening, pity that Linda is not here. Last dinner together, Steve leaves tomorrow to Memphis. What good friends they are! When we’ll we meet again next time? And where? Maybe in Norway?</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-82199689448782647362011-04-22T14:45:00.000-07:002011-04-24T15:28:13.175-07:00Vendredi/ Friday 22.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous partons à 8 h, Jens et moi. Nous allons vers le sud à Vancouver, pas le Vancouver du Canada mais une plus petite ville au sud de l’Etat de Washington, près de Portland (Oregon). Jens va donner un speech à un institut de volcanologie là-bas. Il va présenter le volcan de Jan Mayen (Norvège). La circulation est assez dense à cette heure là mais comme nous sommes deux dans la voiture on peut prendre la voie de gauche sur l’autoroute qui est réservée aux «carpools», les voitures avec plus de deux passagers. On roule bien, la vitesses est limitée à 70 miles à l’heure ( à peu près 110 km/h). On s’arrête à une aire de repos qui annonce café gratuit. Et c’est vrai, il y a une table avec du café et des biscuits. On met ce qu’on veut (nous on met un dollar) dans une boite. On change, je prends le volant.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">On arrive très facilement à l’institut de volcanologie de Vancouver, Steve nous avait préparé un plan. Jens parle un peu avec Andy, le volcanologiste qu’il a rencontré à Memphis et on va déjeuner avec certains de ses collègues. On est 6 en tout. Nous marchons, il fait très beau, jusqu’à un restaurant Thai. Très bon lunch. Tous, sauf moi, mangent avec des baguettes. Je me sens la barbare!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Puis nous revenons à l’institut, il est preque 1 h. Jens donne son speech à une heure.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je pars donc me promener toute seule. Andy m’a bien montré sur une carte la route que je dois prendre pour aller à Portland, où Catherine, ma sœur, habitait en 1986. Je pensais que la route serait une route nationale, mais c’est une autoroute. Ça va, je me perds juste un petit peu mais me retrouve bien. J’arrive à Portland et rentre dans le premier parking que je trouve près du centre ville et près de la rivière Willamette. Tout le long de la rivière est aménagé en parc urbain, pelouse, allées, arbres et fleurs. Beaucoup de monde profite du beau temps. Je marche vers le centre. Plusieurs places sont modernes, gradins, fontaines et sculptures les décorent. Ville (ce que j’en vois) très agréable, beaucoup de vélos, même les bus prennent les vélos. J’entre dans Nordstrom (qui s’écrivait Nordstrøm à l’origine), grand magasin chic. Je reviens vers la rivière et la longe. Vers 4 h je reprends la voiture et me retrouve dans des embouteillages monstres: il est 4 h, un vendredi, il fait beau, tous les habitants de Portland partent en week-end. Et pourtant le week-end de Pâques est un week-end normal, les gens travaillent lundi. J’arrive à Vancouver à 5 h 30, d’habitude Andy nous a dit qu’on met 45 mn.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Andy nous emmène chez lui où nous attendons sa femme … bloquée dans un embouteillage. Beth arrive et nous allons, tous les quatre dans leur voiture, à un restaurant sur le bord de la rivière Colombia. Nous avons d’abord des huitres puis des « fish tacos ». C’est très bon. Des amis à eux nous rejoignent, ils étaient eux aussi bloqués dans des embouteillages. Tous nous disent qu’aujourd’hui c’est exceptionnel. Nous passons une bonne soirée et repartons vers 10 h 30 vers Seattle (réveillés par un double espresso), au moins 3 heures de route. Je conduis la majeure partie de la route. Jens prends le volant vers Tacoma. Nous arrivons à 1 h 30 du matin, fatigués mais contents.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="line-height: 12pt; margin: 0cm 0cm 7.5pt; mso-outline-level: 4; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We leave at 8 am, Jens and me. We are going south to Vancouver, not the Vancouver in Canada, but a smaller city south of the State of Washington, near Portland (Oregon). Jens will give a speech at the Institute of Volcanology there. He will present the volcano of Jan Mayen (Norway). The traffic is quite dense at this time but, as we are two in the car, we can take the left lane on the highway that is reserved for "Carpool", cars with more than two passengers. It runs well, the speed limit of 70 mph (about 110 km/h). We stop at a rest area that announces free coffee. And yes, there is a table with coffee and cookies. We put what we want (we put a dollar) in a box. We change, I drive now.<br />
We come very easily to the Institute of Volcanology, Vancouver, Steve had made us a plan. Jens talks a bit with Andy whom he met<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in Memphis and we will have lunch with some of his colleagues. We are 6 in total. We walk, it is very nice weather, to a Thai restaurant. Very good lunch. All except me, eat with chopsticks. I feel that I am the barbarian!<br />
Then we return to the institute, it is almost 1 o’clock pm. Jens gave his speech at one o’clock.<br />
So I'm going to visit the area by myself. Andy show to me on a map the route that I have to take to Portland, where Catherine, my sister lived in 1986. I thought the road would be a little road, but it is a highway. It is Ok, I am lost just a little but find my way again. I come to Portland and enter the first car park that I find near downtown and near the Willamette River. All along the river, it is an urban park, lawns, paths, trees and flowers. Many people are out to enjoy the nice weather. I walk toward the center. Several squares are modern with steps, fountains and sculptures. The city (what I see) looks very nice, lots of bicycles, even buses take the bikes on a rack. I go into Nordstrom (which was written originally Nordstrøm), a chic department store. I return to the river and walk. Around 4 pm I start to drive back and find myself in a huge traffic jams: it is 4 pm on a Friday, it's nice weather, all residents of Portland are on their way out of the city. Yet the Easter weekend is a normal weekend here, people work on Monday. I arrive in Vancouver at 5.30 pm; usually, Andy told us, it takes 45 minutes.<br />
Andy takes us home where we expect his wife ... stuck in a traffic jam. Beth arrives and we go, all four in their car, at a restaurant on the edge of the Columbia River. We first have oysters then "fish tacos." It's very good. Some of their friends join us, they were also stuck in traffic jams. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">All<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>say that today traffic jam is exceptional. </span>We spend a good evening and leave on about 10.30 pm to Seattle, at least 3 hours driving away (we take a double espresso to stay awake on the road). I drive most of the road. We change and Jens take the wheel in Tacoma. We arrive at 1.30 am, tired but happy.</span><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-34267236814461961622011-04-21T17:00:00.000-07:002011-04-23T17:38:37.091-07:00Jeudi/ Thursday 21.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Steve et Jens partent assez tôt. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je reste ici et vais faire une promenade en vélo. Il fait assez beau mais froid. Je retrouve le chemin vers University Village et me balade dans le centre, surtout un « garden center». La plupart des plantes sont les mêmes que chez nous, le climat est assez similaire, humide et pas trop froid.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A 4 h 30 je vais chercher la voiture que nous avons louée. C’est à 15 mn à pied d’ici. Je rentre sans problème. Elle est d’un joli vert pâle.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A 6 h nous partons tous les trois pour retrouver Erika en ville, diner ensemble et aller à un concert. C'est moi qui conduis et Steve est le navigateur. Mais après 10 mn Steve s’aperçoit qu’il a oublié les billets. On revient et repart. Nous dinons en ville dans une brasserie près de Pike Market, le grand marché de Seattle.Nous marchons pour aller au concert après la première partie est composée par une femme encore vivante de Tacoma, Cindy Mctee. Musique très moderne, heurtée, un peu cacophonique (à mes oreilles). Ensuite Gershwin et Tchaïkovski. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Bon concert mais la première partie un peu déconcertante pour moi.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous rentrons et nous couchons. Nous nous levons tôt demain.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>. </span><span lang="FR" style="color: #888888; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: FR;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="hps"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Steve</span></span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">leave</span> <span class="hps">early</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">I</span>'ll <span class="hps">stay here</span> <span class="hps">and</span> go for <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">bike ride</span>. The weather is pretty nice <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">cold</span>. <span class="hps">I</span> find <span class="hps">the way</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">University</span> <span class="hps">Village</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">walk in</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">center</span>, especially in the <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span class="hps">garden</span> <span class="hps">center</span>. <span class="hps">Most</span> <span class="hps">plants</span> <span class="hps">are</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">same</span> <span class="hps">as ours</span>, the <span class="hps">climate</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">quite</span> <span class="hps">similar,</span> <span class="hps">not</span> <span class="hps">too cold</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">wet</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">At 4.30 pm, I</span> go to get <span class="hps">the car</span> <span class="hps">we have</span> <span class="hps">rented</span>. <span class="hps">It is</span> a <span class="hps">15</span> <span class="hps">minutes</span> <span class="hps">walk</span> <span class="hps">from here</span>. <span class="hps">I drive home</span> <span class="hps">without</span> <span class="hps">problem</span>. The car <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">a</span> nice <span class="hps">pale</span> <span class="hps">green</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">At</span> <span class="hps">6</span> <span class="hps">pm</span> <span class="hps">we</span> <span class="hps">leave</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">three of us to meet </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span class="hps">Erika</span> <span class="hps">in town</span>, <span class="hps">dine</span> <span class="hps">together and</span> <span class="hps">go</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">concert.</span> I am driving and Steve is the navigator. <span class="hps">But after</span> <span class="hps">10</span> <span class="hps">minutes</span> <span class="hps">Steve</span> <span class="hps">realizes</span> <span class="hps">he</span> has <span class="hps">forgoten</span> <span class="hps">the tickets</span>. We <span class="hps">come back,</span> <span class="hps">get them and drive again.</span> <span class="hps">We</span> <span class="hps">dine</span> <span class="hps">in a</span> <span class="hps">brewery</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">town</span> near Pike Market and walk<span class="hps"> to the</span> <span class="hps">concert.</span> T<span class="hps">he</span> <span class="hps">first</span> <span class="hps">part of the concert</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">composed</span> <span class="hps">by</span> <span class="hps">a woman still</span> <span class="hps">living and born</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">Tacoma</span>, <span class="hps">Cindy</span> <span class="hps">McTee</span>. <span class="hps">Very</span> <span class="hps">modern</span> <span class="hps">music</span>, <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">little</span> <span class="hps">cacophonous</span> <span class="hpsatn">(</span>to <span class="hps">my</span> <span class="hps">ears)</span>. <span class="hps">Then</span> <span class="hps">Gershwin</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Tchaikovsky</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">Good concert</span> <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">the first</span> <span class="hps">part was a</span> <span class="hps">little</span> <span class="hps">confusing for</span> <span class="hps">me</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">We go back</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">go to bed</span>. We have to get up early to morrow.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-36799025810000327902011-04-20T12:39:00.000-07:002011-04-21T12:59:19.858-07:00Mercredi/ Wednesday 20.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Steve et Jens partent travailler vers 9 h. Je reste un peu à la maison, fait une lessive et sors un peu. Je vais à Whole Foods et achète de la confiture de fraise, bio bien sûr. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Jens rentre tôt et nous allons faire une promenade dans le Ravenna Park. C’est à 5 mn de la maison, un parc qui longe une petite rivière. Cette rivière était dans une canalisation avant mais a été remise à l’air libre il y quelques années. Elle est dans une petite vallée encaissée et tout cette vallée est maintenant un parc, et pas un parc genre pelouse et parterres. Non, c’est un parc très sauvage en pleine ville. Ils ont réintroduit des plantes originaires d’ici. C’est en fait une forêt. Le parc est grand mais assez étroit et long. Plusieurs ponts le traversent mais ils sont si hauts qu’il faut lever le cou pour les voir. Des sentiers longent la rivière et sont très fréquentés par les promeneurs, les cyclistes, les joggeurs (?) et les gens avec des chiens. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A la sortie du parc, les toilettes ont un «joli» nom, the Honey Bucket (le seau de miel!)</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Steve nous sert, ce soir, des empanadas façon Malone, très bonne bien sûr. Puis ces messieurs travaillent encore un peu … et ils disent qu’ils sont en retraite!<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span><br />
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<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="hps"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Steve</span></span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">go</span> <span class="hps">to work</span> at <span class="hps">around 9</span> a<span class="hps">m.</span> <span class="hps">I</span> stay<span class="hps"> a little bit</span> <span class="hps">at home</span>, <span class="hps">made</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">laundry</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">go out</span> <span class="hps">a little</span>. <span class="hps">I go</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">Whole Foods</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">buys</span> <span class="hps">strawberry jam</span>, <span class="hps">organic</span> <span class="hps">of course</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">comes</span> home <span class="hps">early and</span> <span class="hps">we</span> take a <span class="hps">walk in</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">Ravenna</span> <span class="hps">Park</span>. <span class="hps">It is</span> <span class="hps">5</span> <span class="hps">minutes</span> <span class="hps">from</span> <span class="hps">home</span>, <span class="hps">a park that</span> <span class="hps">runs along</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">small river</span>. <span class="hps">This</span> <span class="hps">river</span> <span class="hps">was in</span> <span class="hps">a</span> tube <span class="hps">before</span> <span class="hps">but was back to its</span> natural state <span class="hps">a few years ago</span>. It <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">a small</span> <span class="hps">valley</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">the whole valley</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">now</span> <span class="hps">a park</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">not a park</span> with <span class="hps">lawns</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">flowerbeds</span>. <span class="hps">No</span>, <span class="hps">it's</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">very</span> <span class="hps">wild</span> <span class="hps">park</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">the city.</span> <span class="hps">They</span> <span class="hps">reintroduced</span> <span class="hps">native plants</span> <span class="hps">here.</span> <span class="hps">This is</span> <span class="hps">actually</span> <span class="hps">a forest</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">park</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">large</span> <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">fairly</span> <span class="hps">narrow</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">long</span>. <span class="hps">Several</span> <span class="hps">bridges</span> <span class="hps">cross it</span>, but <span class="hps">they</span> <span class="hps">are so</span> <span class="hps">high</span> <span class="hps">that one</span> <span class="hps">must raise</span> his/her <span class="hps">neck</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">see</span> <span class="hps">them</span>. <span class="hps">Trails</span> are <span class="hps">along</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">river</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">are</span> <span class="hps">very</span> <span class="hps">popular with</span> <span class="hps">walkers</span>, <span class="hps">cyclists</span>, joggers and <span class="hps">people</span> <span class="hps">with dogs</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">On the edge of the</span> <span class="hps">park,</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">toilets have</span> <span class="hpsatn">a "</span>pretty" <span class="hps">name</span>, <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">Honey</span> <span class="hps">Bucket.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="hps"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Steve</span></span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> <span class="hps">serves us</span> <span class="hps">tonight</span> <span class="hps">empanadas Malone style</span>, very <span class="hps">good</span> of <span class="hps">course</span>. <span class="hps">Then</span> <span class="hps">these</span> <span class="hps">gentlemen</span> <span class="hps">work</span> <span class="hps">a bit</span> <span class="hps">...</span> <span class="hps">and they say</span> <span class="hps">they</span> <span class="hps">are</span> <span class="hps">retired</span>!</span><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-71664911216287739102011-04-19T14:41:00.000-07:002011-04-20T15:09:58.443-07:00Mardi /Tuesday 19.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Petit déjeuner à la maison, tous les trois. Puis Steve part à l’université en vélo. Jens travaille un peu et moi aussi (!). On mange un léger lunch, je me fais une tartine avec peanut butter et confiture. C’est vraiment américain et drôlement bon. Ensuite nous partons en vélo. Notre but est de retrouver la maison bleue. Jens a un des vélos de Steve (il en a deux) et moi le vélo de Linda. Steve nous a imprimé un plan du quartier, ici, l’université, un pont et les rues proches de l’Arboretum. Il fait beau mais froid. Nous nous arrêtons à un centre commercial, University Village. C’est très « branché », boutiques de mode, boutique pour équiper sa cuisine (avec tous les accessoires imaginables), petits restaurants, antiquités …</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Puis nous passons un pont métallique et je crois que je m’en souviens un peu. Nous trouvons la boutique de vélo où Jens avait acheté un vélo d’occasion en 1986. A côté c’était Farsfars Is, une boutique de glace au nom norvégien (ou danois ou suédois). Farsfar veut dire grand-père paternel et is veut dire glace. Mais plus de Farsfars Is. La boutique de vélo est plus grande et Farsfars Is a disparu. Nous tournicotons un peu et nous trouvons la maison bleue. Elle n’a pas changé beaucoup, mais elle est peinte en bleu un peu plus gris que dans le temps. Les arbres ont grandi, elle est très à l’ombre et un peu sombre maintenant. Jens veut frapper, je ne suis pas chaude, chaude. Mais on le fait quand même. Mais il n’y a personne. Dire qu’on a vécu là trois mois d’avril à juin 1986. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous revenons par une grande côte. Ça monte, ça monte. Bon exercice, dit Jens. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Seattle parait être une ville sympathique, jeune et comme l’université est en ville beaucoup d’étudiants vivent en ville aussi. Nous passons sur un autre pont en rentrant et nous arrêtons pour regarder le «fjord». Les bateaux, beaucoup grands et à moteur, sont sous des abris sur l’eau. Certaines maisons paraissent flotter. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous rentrons, les vélos n’ont pas de porte-bagage ni de corbeille. Donc pour faire les courses nous repartons à pied à Whole Foods, le bon supermarché à 10 mn de la maison. C’est moi qui fais le diner ce soir: Salade, poireaux roulés au jambon, fromage et œufs au lait. Je ne trouve pas de caramel tout prêt comme j’utilise en Norvège.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">C’est drôle de faire un repas dans une cuisine inconnue. Mais je trouve bien, sauf pour faire fonctionner le four. C’est tout électronique et il faut programmer la température … qui est en Fahrenheit. Je demande l’aide de Steve.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Bon petit diner mais le caramel fait maison est un peu faiblard.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous passons une bonne soirée tous les trois. Dommage que Linda ne soit pas avec nous.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Breakfast at home, the three of us. Steve leaves to bike to the university. Jens works and me too a little (!). We eat a light lunch; I make a sandwich with peanut butter and jam. This is truly American and very good. Then we go on bike. Our goal is to find the blue house. Jens has borrowed a bike from Steve (he has two) and I have Linda’s. Steve has printed a map of the area here, the university, one bridge and the streets near the Arboretum. The weather is nice but cold. We stop at a shopping center, University Village. It's very "cool", fashionable boutiques, boutique to outfit his kitchen (with all the accessories imaginable), small restaurants, antique ...<br />
Then we cross a metallic bridge and I think I remember it a little. We find the bike shop where Jens bought a second hand bike in 1986. Besides there was Farsfars Is, an icecream shopwith a Norwegian (or Danish or Swedish) name. Farsfar means paternal grandfather and Is means ice. But no more Farsfars Is. The bike shop is bigger and Farsfars Is is gone. We try a few streets and we find the blue house. It has not changed much, but it is painted in a blue color which is a little grayer than in our time. The trees have grown; they make more shade and the house seems darker now. Jens wants to ring the bell, but I am not too hot to do it. But we do it anyway. But there is nobody. It is funny to think that we have lived there for three months from April to June 1986.<br />
We come back by a very long hill. It goes up and up. Good exercise, says Jens.<br />
Seattle seems to be a friendly town, and as the university is downtown there are a lot of students who live downtown too. We pass over another bridge and stop to look at the "fjord". The boats, many large motor boats, are in shelters on the water. Some houses appear to float.<br />
We come home; the bikes have no luggage rack or basket. So for shopping we walk to Whole Foods, the good supermarket, 10 minutes from home. It is I who make dinner tonight: salad, leeks rolled with ham, cheese and custard. I can not find any ready caramel as I use in Norway.<br />
It's funny to make a meal in an unknown kitchen. But I manage, except to operate the oven. It's all electronic and you have to program the temperature ... which is Fahrenheit. I ask Steve to help me with that.<br />
<span style="background: #e6ecf9;">Good little diner but the homemade caramel is a little weak.</span>We spend a good evening the three of us. Too bad that Linda is not with us.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-84640418222333465752011-04-18T13:01:00.000-07:002011-04-20T13:18:45.433-07:00Lundi/ Monday 18.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous nous réveillons vers 7 h 30. Nous montons et apprenons que Linda doit partir visiter sa fille Kristin au Canada, 8 heures de route. Avant qu’elle parte nous allons tous les quatre prendre le petit-déjeuner dans un «breakfast» café. Le café est très bon et les muffins faits maison.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Puis Linda part. Steve et Jens vont à l’université et je reste seule. Cela tombe bien parce que j’ai 2 jours de blog à rattraper. Il pleut le matin mais le temps s’éclaircit et il fait beau l’après-midi mais pas chaud. Steve m’a indiqué qu’il y a une bonne librairie à un bloc. J’y vais et cette librairie est imposante, rayons après rayon de livres, neufs et usagés. C’est drôle parce que c’est un quartier résidentiel et, pouf, au milieu des maisons une très importante librairie. Je cherche le dernier tome de la trilogie de Stieg Larson, Le Millenium, pour Linda. Elle m’a dit qu’elle avait lu les deux premiers mais pas encore le dernier, elle attend qu’il sorte en livre de poche. Je ne le trouve pas mais un vendeur me le trouve, usagé. Je l’achète. Puis je me promène un peu dans le quartier. Jolies maisons, un peu anciennes, la maison de Steve et Linda a été construite entre 1920 et 1930. Les maisons autour sont à peu près de la même époque. Les jardins ne sont pas grands mais extrêmement fleuris. Beaucoup d’arbres sont en fleurs, magnolias, cerisiers, camélias, forsytias. Les jonquilles sont finies mais les tulipes les ont remplacées. Il y a aussi de nombreuses primevères, des «perleblomst» en norvégien (des fleurs bleues comme des petites perles), des monnaies du pape, des myosotis. Les gens cultivent même la bande de terre qui est entre la rue et le trottoir.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Steve et Jens rentrent en même temps que moi et nous allons ensemble faire les courses. C’est à 10 mn à pied. Ils ont de la chance, ils peuvent aller à pied faire leurs courses (et acheter des livres!). Quel supermarché! Non seulement c’est très grand mais tout est bio! Des rayons d’un km de fromages, d’olives, de plats végétariens, de légumes et fruits certains inconnus, de vin. Tout est de très bonne qualité et pas trop cher. Jens trouve même un vin de San Juan. Il l’achète bien sûr, on va le boire ce soir. Steve fait la cuisine ce soir. Je la ferai demain.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous rentrons et Steve nous mijote un super repas. Il aime beaucoup faire la cuisine, surtout italienne. Je croyais qu’il était d’origine italienne, Malone, mais c’est irlandais. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">D’abord nous avons des antipasti: petits cubes de fromage arrosés d’une goute d’huile d’olive aux truffes, et des petits biscuits salés beurrés de fromage blanc et décorés de câpres. Ensuite spaghetti à l’ail et à l’huile d’olive, filets de sole, salade de fenouil et oranges. Un chocolat à l’orange comme dessert. Quel festin.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Steve regarde un match de football à la télé. C’est un match enregistré, Seattle contre Philadelphia. C’est du vrai football (soccer, en anglais) pas du football américains. Jens travaille un peu et moi … je me replonge avec délice dans le dernier Stieg Larson, que j’ai déjà lu bien sûr. Je choisis mes passages, le procès de Lisbeth par exemple.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We wake up around 7.30 am. We go up and learn that Linda has to leave to visit her daughter Kristin, in Canada, an 8 hours drive. Before she leaves we take breakfast in a breakfast coffee. The coffee is very good and the muffins are homemade.<br />
Linda then leaves. Steve and Jens go to the university and I remain alone. This is great because I have two days of blog to catch up. It's raining in the morning but the weather cleared and it's nice in the afternoon but not so hot. Steve told me that there is a good bookstore one away block. I go and this library is impressive, shelf after shelf of books, new and used. It's funny because it's a residential area and, poof, in the middle of houses a very large bookshop. I am looking for the final book in the trilogy by Stieg Larson, The Millennium for Linda. She said she had read the first two ones but not the last, she waits to buy it in paperback. I can not find it but a seller finds a used one. I buy it. Then I walk a little in the neighborhood. Pretty houses, a little bit old, Steve and Linda’s house was built between 1920 and 1930. The houses around are all about from the same period. The gardens are not big but very flowery. Many trees are in bloom, magnolias, cherry trees, camellias, forsythias. The daffodils are finished but the tulips have replaced them. There are also many primroses, "perleblomst 'in Norwegian (blue flowers like small beads), Judas money (?), forget-me-not. People cultivate even the piece of land that is between the street and the sidewalk.<br />
Steve and Jens come home at the same time as me and we go shopping together. It is 10 minutes walk. They are lucky, they can walk to buy food (and to buy books!). What a supermarket! Not only is it very big but everything is organic! Kilometers of shelves of cheeses, olives, vegetarian dishes, vegetables and fruit some unknown, wine. Everything is very of good quality and not too expensive. Jens finds even a wine from San Juan. He buys it of course, we will drink it tonight. Steve does the cooking tonight. I'll do it tomorrow.<br />
We go back and Steve prepares us a great meal. He loves to cook, especially Italian. I thought he was of Italian origin, Malone, but it is an Irish name.<br />
First we have appetizers: cheese cubes sprinkled with a drop of olive oil with truffles, and small crackers buttered with cream cheese and decorated with capers. Then spaghetti with garlic and olive oil, sole fillets, fennel salad and orange. An orange chocolate as dessert. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">What a feast.<br />
After dinner </span>Steve watches a football match on TV. It is a recorded match, between Philadelphia and Seattle. It's real football (soccer in English) not American football. Jens works a little and me <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>... I read with delight some passages in the latest Stieg Larson, I have already read it of course. I choose my passages, Lisbeth’s trial for example.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Une rue bordée de cerisiers en fleur</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A street with many cherry trees in bloom</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-37524055865241082552011-04-17T10:40:00.000-07:002011-04-20T13:19:55.493-07:00Dimanche/ Sunday 17.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous faisons nos bagages et quittons l’hôtel vers 8 h 30. C’est sûrement la dernière fois que nous allons à un Marriott Hôtel, c’est très cher et il faut payer extra pour tout: Internet, petits-déjeuners, parking … Nous allons prendre le petit-déjeuner à Starbuck. Puis nous partons vers Fort Pillow où une bataille durant la Guerre Civile (ou Guerre de Sécession) a pris place. Nous passons devant un marché aux puces et nous nous arrêtons. La plupart des marchands (et des clients) parlent espagnol. Une petite fille demande à sa maman d’acheter un « conejito », un petit lapin. J’achète une bricole, 50 cents.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous arrivons au Fort Pillow National Park. Très jolie nature, très beau temps, et dire qu’en Avril 1864 des hommes s’entretuaient ici. Nous regardons un film qui présente la bataille. 600 hommes de l’Union, Noirs et Blancs (le nord) dans le fort assiégés par 1500 Confédérés, tous blancs bien sûr. Ce fut une boucherie. 300 morts du côté Union et 15 morts du côté Fédérés. Et pour rien, les Confédérés étaient en train de perdre la guerre et ils le savaient. Ils abandonnèrent le fort juste après. Nous faisons une promenade dans la forêt, c’est calme.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous revenons à la voiture et, après avoir consulté le manuel, Steve et Jens ouvrent la capote. On a l’air d’être la famille royale d’Angleterre! </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous repartons sur des petites routes, maisons pauvres, isolées. Nous longeons des champs de coton, mais nous ne voyons que les restes des plantes de l’année dernière.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Le temps passe et nous devons être rentés à Memphis à 5 h pour prendre l’avion à 7 h. Nous n’avons pas le temps de nous arrêter pour un lunch. Donc pendant que Steve et Jens prennent de l’essence, Linda et moi allons au rayon « deli » d’un supermarché. Je crois que deli vient du mot delikatessen qui veut dire nourriture fraiche et de bonne qualité. Là nous achetons en 5 mn des sandwichs et des boissons. Nous repartons et mangeons dans la voiture en conduisant. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A5 h nous rendons la voiture à l’aéroport. Nous sommes bien à l’heure.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Départ de l’avion à 7 h 20 et arrivée à Seattle à 10 h20, heure locale (minuit vingt, heure de Memphis). Erika, la fille ainée de Steve et Linda nous attend. Nous la reconnaissons bien, même après 20 ans! Chez Steve et Linda nous sommes logés dans la même pièce dans le « basement » où nous étions logés, nous et nos trois filles, en 1986. Nous avions passé quelques jours chez eux à notre arrivée de Bergen et aussi à la fin de notre séjour avant de repartir pour Bergen. Le reste des trois mois que nous avions passé ici, nous avions loué une maison bleue, près de l’Arboretum, un parc de la ville. Nous ne nous rappelons pas de l’adresse mais nous allons essayer de la retrouver. Nous avions aussi visité Catherine, ma sœur, qui habitait à ce moment-là à Portland, Oregon. Nos filles avaient 8 ans, 3 ans et 18 mois. Je me souviens que Linda nous avait fait une bonne soupe le jour de notre arrivée et que cela nous avait semblé très bon.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Au lit, il est tard et nous sommes fatigués. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;"></span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We make our bags and leave the hotel around 8.30 am. This is surely the last time we go to a Marriott hotel, it is very expensive and you have to pay extra for everything: internet, breakfast, parking ... We eat breakfast at Starbucks. Then we drive to Fort Pillow, where a battle during the Civil War took place. We pass a flea market and we stop. Most traders (and customers) speak Spanish. A little girl asked her mom to buy a "conejito", a small rabbit. I buy a little thing for 50 cents.<br />
We arrive at Fort Pillow National Park. Lovely nature, nice weather, and to think that in April 1864, men were killing each other here. We watch a movie that explains the battle. 600 men of the Union, black and white (north) in the fort are besieged by 1,500 Confederates, all white, of course. It was a slaughter. 300 dead on the side of the Union and 15 on the Confederated side. And for nothing, the Confederates were losing the war and they knew it. They left the fort soon after the battle. We walk through the forest, it is quiet and peaceful.<br />
We return to the car and, after consulting the manual, Steve and Jens open the hood. It looks like we are the royal family of England!<br />
We drive on small roads, poor houses, isolated. We pass along fields of cotton, but we see only the remains of the plants from last year.<br />
Time passes and we must be in Memphis airport at 5 am to fly at 7 pm We do not have the time to stop for lunch. So while Steve and Jens take gasoline, Linda and I are going to the section "deli" of a supermarket. I think that comes from the word delicatessen which means fresh food and of good quality. Here we buy in 5 minutes sandwiches and drinks. We leave and eat in the car while driving.<br />
A 5 pm we deliver the car back at the airport. We are well on time.<br />
The plane leaves at 7.20 pm and arrived in Seattle at 10.20 pm, local time (0:20, Memphis Time). Erika, the eldest daughter of Steve and Linda is waiting for us. We recognize her even after 20 years! At Steve and Linda’s place we stay in the same room in the basement where we were staying, we and our three daughters in 1986. We spent a few days at their home when we arrived from Bergen and also at the end of our stay before returning to Bergen. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">The remaining three months that we spent here, we rented a blue house near the Arboretum, a city park. </span>We do not remember the address but we will try to find the house. We also visited Catherine, my sister, who lived at that time in Portland, Oregon. Our girls were 8 years, 3 years and 18 months. I remember that Linda had made us a delicious soup the day we arrived and that was really what we needed.<br />
In bed, it's late and we are tired.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: #888888; font-size: 10pt; mso-ansi-language: FR;"></span></div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-43627425957216782462011-04-16T15:22:00.000-07:002011-04-19T11:24:40.797-07:00Samedi// Saturday 16.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">La conférence est finie, donc plus de petits-déjeuners sismologiques. Nous prenons le petit-déjeuner au restaurant de l’hôtel … et jurent qu’on ne nous y reprendra plus: 40 dollars pour 2 petits-déjeuners! Linda vient s’assoir avec nous, Steve est parti à l’aéroport chercher la voiture. Il revient et on découvre, ébahi, que c’est une Mustang décapotable! C’était la seule voiture disponible. Nous voilà partis. Steve conduit et Jens est assis devant, il n’y a pas de place pour ses grandes jambes derrière. Linda et moi nous devons nous contorsionner pour entrer et sortir de la voiture, elle n’a que deux portes. Bon exercice. D’abord, nous allons visiter le Musée des Droits Civiques qui est situé dans le motel où Martin Luther King a été assassiné. Emouvant et révoltant que cela ait pris si longtemps pour obtenir l’égalité: Abolition de l’esclavage, Guerre de Sécession, discrimination, pauvreté … Des noms émergent: Rosa Park, une femme noire fatiguée qui refuse de laisser sa place dans le bus à un blanc; James Meredith, le premier étudiant noir à l’Université du Mississipi; un jeune garçon noir de Chicago en vacances dans le sud qui ose parler à une femme blanche et qui sera battu à mort … Et ce n’est pas si lointain, 1962.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous allons justement dans le Mississipi, Linda nous a préparé un itinéraire. Nous arrivons à Holly Springs, une petite ville où un restaurant de hamburgers est renommé, Philip’s Grocery. C’est vraiment une ancienne épicerie et avant c’était un saloon. C’est un peu au milieu de nulle part, en dehors de la ville et près d’une grande gare désaffectée. C’est très bon et on boit du thé froid, boisson traditionnelle du sud. La petite ville est en perte de vitesse, de très nombreuses boutiques sont fermées. Jolies belles grandes vielles villas.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Puis nous continuons vers Henning, encore plus petite et plus abandonnée petite ville. La seule chose qui attire les visiteurs est la maison natale d’Alex Haley, l’auteur de « Roots » (Racines), l’histoire de sa famille et de ses ancêtres esclaves.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous allons ensuite vers Oxford, siège de l’université du Mississipi. L’université est située dans un parc magnifique. Une statue de James Meredith<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>marchant vers l’entrée de l’université rappelle son histoire. L’Etat Fédéral a du envoyer 20 000 soldats pour le protéger contre la foule blanche opposée à son inscription.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous tournons un peu en rond dans Oxford. On cherche un endroit où on pourrait avoir une tasse de bon café. Steve veut son espresso. On trouve enfin, dans le vieux quartier, sur une place, une librairie qui fait aussi café. Bon café, nombreux livres, c’est le paradis. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous rentrons vers 9 h à Memphis et de nombreux restaurants ne servent plus. On n’est pas à San Juan ici! On en trouve un quand même et nous dinons très agréablement. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Retour à l’hôtel et au lit. Pas le temps d’écrire le blog de vendredi (j’écris le lundi, pas le temps le dimanche non plus). </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">The conference is over, so no seismological breakfast. We take breakfast in the restaurant in the hotel ... and we swear we will not do it again: </span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">$ 40 for 2 breakfasts! Linda comes to sit with us; Steve went to the airport to pick up the car. He comes back and we discover with amazement, that it is a Mustang convertible! It was the only car available. We're off. Steve drives and Jens is sitting in front, there is no place for his long legs behind. Linda and I have to contort to enter and exit the car, it has only two doors. Good exercise. First, we go to visit the Civil Rights Museum, it is located in the motel where Martin Luther King was assassinated. A moving and shocking experience, that it took so long time to achieve equality: Abolition of Slavery, Civil War, discrimination, poverty ... Names emerge: Rosa Parks, a tired black woman who refuses to give her seat on the bus to a white man; James Meredith, the first black student at the University of Mississippi; a young black boy from Chicago on vacation in the south who dares to speak to a white woman and who is beaten to death ... And it's not so distant in time, 1962. <br />
We drive to the Mississippi State, Linda has prepared an itinerary. We arrive at Holly Springs, a small town where a hamburgers place is well known, Philip's Grocery. It was really a grocery store and before that it was a saloon. It's a bit in the middle of nowhere, out of the city and near a large disused railway station. It is very good and we drink cold tea, traditional drink of the south. The small town seems declining, many shops are closed. Pretty big beautiful old villas.<br />
We continue then to Henning, yet smaller and even more abandoned small town. The only thing that draws visitors there is the birthplace of Alex Haley, author of Roots, the story of his family and his slave ancestors.<br />
We drive then to Oxford, home of the University of Mississippi. The university is located in a beautiful park. A statue of James Meredith walking to the entrance of the university recalls his history. The Federal government had to send 20,000 soldiers to protect him against the white crowd who was opposed to him becoming a student in a white university.<br />
We turn around a little bit in Oxford. We look for a place where we could have a cup of good coffee. Steve wants his espresso. We finally found it in the old neighborhood, on a square, a bookstore that also serves coffee. Good coffee, many books, it is heaven.<br />
<span style="background: #e6ecf9;">We return around 9 pm to Memphis and many restaurants no longer serve dinner. </span>We are not in San Juan anymore! We find one anyway and we dined very agreeably.<br />
Back at the hotel and to bed. No time to write the blog about Friday (I write on Monday, no time on Sundays either).</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-61506850344283302122011-04-15T06:03:00.000-07:002011-04-18T14:19:47.051-07:00Vendredii/ Friday 15.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Petit-déjeuner « sismologique ». Chaque jour le menu est différent car les sponsors changent. Aujourd’hui des empanadas sucrées sont au menu. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A 9 h 30 je vais assister au speech de Jens. C’est très intéressant, même moi je comprends. C’est sur l’importance d’être sûr qu’un projet dans un pays en voie de développement est souhaité par les scientifiques de ce pays, que ce n’est pas seulement une opération politique et de l’importance du facteur humain. Ce n’est pas assez d’installer des appareils sophistiqués si le personnel n’est pas formé pour s’en servir. Une femme qui est assise à côté de Jens (avant son speech) se lève et vient vers moi. Je ne la reconnais pas mais elle a un badge avec son nom, Noël (son prénom est écrit comme ça). Elle était venue chez nous en Norvège en 1986 une semaine. Nous sommes très contentes de nous revoir, nous gardons un très bon souvenir de ce séjour. Elle avait offert aux filles un appareil pour souffler des bulles de savon géantes! Et elle avait été une des premières à écrire dans le premier livre de visiteurs que nous avons à la maison. On parle de manger le lunch ensemble à voix basse pour ne pas déranger et elle retourne à sa place. Je suis bien sûr tout au fond de la salle, salle qui est en fait une salle de bal! (Ballroom C).</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je pars ensuite à la poste pour acheter des timbres. C’est sur Main Street, notre rue, mais assez loin.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Vers midi dix je reviens à l’hôtel et monte à la salle de bal B (!) où a lieu le lunch. Je suis arrêtée à la porte, j’ai un badge de «Compagnon» (en fr. dans le texte) et je n’ai pas droit au lunch. Mais je dis que c’est juste pour parler à mon mari et la dame me laisse passer. Je trouve facilement la table où Jens et Noël sont assis. C’est une grande table ronde pour 10 personnes, je crois. A côté de Noël une chaise est vide. Je n’ai pas envie de m’y assoir et de manger, mais tout le monde insiste, dit que la nourriture sera jetée … A la fin je me laisse convaincre et je m’assois et déjeune. La dame à la porte est partie. J’ai donc un free lunch, malgré l’expression qui dit: There is nothing like a free lunch! Nous parlons bien, Noël et moi. Elle habite New Mexico, un endroit chaud et sec, très différent de Bergen. Elle a voyagé plusieurs fois en Chine et c’est intéressant de l’entendre raconter. Le déjeuner n’a rien de spécial mais le gâteau au chocolat est excellent.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Après déjeuner je rest un peu dans la chambre. Il souffle un vent très fort, comme prévu hier. En fin d’après-midi je prends le tramway et fait tout le circuit avec. C’est un très vieux tramway et le chauffeur (un Blanc cette fois) annonce les stations d’une voix forte et ajoute un petit commentaire. Il salue les nouveaux passagers et dit au revoir à ceux qui descendent.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous repartons diner tous les quatre, Steve, Linda, Jens et moi. Nous retournons au restaurant où nous étions allés le premier soir, où j’avais pris une soupe et un cheese cake aux peanuts. Dans tous ces restaurants le personnel est très aimable et le service rapide. On nous apporte toujours un verre d’eau avant le repas. Pour fêter la fin de la conférence nous partageons une bouteille de bon vin.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Demain nous partons en balade, nous avons louée une voiture ensemble tous les quatre. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">“Seismologic” breakfast. Every day the menu is different as sponsors change. Today sweet empanadas are on the menu.<br />
At 9.30 am I go to attend Jens’ speech. It's very interesting, even I can understand it. It is on the importance of being sure that a project in a developing country is desired by the scientists of this country, that it is not only a political project, and the importance of the human factor. It is not enough to install sophisticated equipment if staffs are not trained to use it. A woman who sits next to Jens (before his speech) gets up and comes towards me. I do not recognize her but she has a badge with her name on it, Noel. She came to Norway in 1986 and stayed a week at our house. We are very happy to see each other, we keep very good memories of this trip. She offered the girls a device to blow giant soap bubbles! And she was among the first to write her name in the first guestbook we have at home. We talk to eat lunch together in a low voice so as not to disturb and she goes back to her place. I am, of course, at the back of the room, that room is actually a ballroom! (Ballroom C).<br />
Then I go to the post office to buy stamps. It is on Main Street, our street, but quite far.<br />
Around noon, I go back to the hotel and go to the Ballroom B (!) where lunch is taking place. I am stopped at the door, I have a badge "Companion" (in Fr. In the text) and I am not entitled to lunch. But I say that I want just to talk to my husband and the lady let me pass. I easily found the table where Jens and Noel are sitting. It is a large round table for 10 people, I think. Next to Noel a chair is empty. I do not want to sit and eat, but everyone insists, says that the food will be throw away ... In the end I am convinced, and I sit and have lunch. The lady at the door is gone. So I have a free lunch, despite the expression that says: There is nothing like a free lunch! We're talking Noel and me. She lives in New Mexico, a hot and dry place, very different from Bergen. She traveled to China several times and it's interesting to hear her tell about it. The lunch is nothing special but the chocolate cake is excellent.<br />
After lunch I rest a bit in our bedroom. It is blowing a strong wind, as predicted yesterday. In late afternoon I take the tram and made the entire circuit with it. It is a very old tram and the driver (a White this time) announces the stations with a strong voice and adds a comment. He welcomes the new passengers and said goodbye to those who go down.<br />
We leave, the four of us Steve, Linda, Jens and me to go to dinner. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">We return to the restaurant where we went the first night where I had a soup and a cheese cake with peanuts. </span>In all these restaurants the staffs are very friendly and the service is quick. They always bring a glass of water before meals. To celebrate the end of the conference we share a bottle of good wine.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Tomorrow we are going exploring, we are renting a car together.</span><br />
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</div></div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-42229820791356812812011-04-14T12:48:00.000-07:002011-04-15T13:06:11.365-07:00Jeudi/ Thursday 14.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR;">Linda et moi, nous voulons voir la procession des canards à l’hôtel Peabody. A 11 h, on y est et on n’est pas les seuls. Une foule est prête, caméra au poing. La porte de l’ascenseur s’ouvre et les quatre canards sortent et se dirigent droit vers la fontaine. Ils parcourent à peu près 30-40 m et grimpent par-dessus le rebord de la fontaine et se mettent à nager.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous allons ensuite au musée du rock and blues. La navette qui va à Graceland, la maison d’Elvis Presley part de là. C’est un bus et nous ne sommes que trois. C’est gratuit mais le chauffeur nous avertit qu’en rentrant il y a un arrêt obligatoire d’une heure (avec visite payante) au Sun Studio, le studio où Elvis a enregistré ses premières chansons. Bon, on verra. On roule 20 mn et on arrive à Graceland. Nous achetons nos billets et payons un peu moins, nous sommes considérées seniors (au dessus de 62 ans). C’est très bien fait parce que la propriété est restée comme avant et tous les marchands de souvenirs, restaurants et photographes sont à l’extérieur, de l’autre côté d’une large avenue. On nous fait traverser l’avenue en minibus et on nous distribue des écouteurs pour avoir un commentaire quand on visite le maison. Je le prends en français et je le regrette après. Tout est traduit et ça aurait été mieux en anglais. Il y a peu de visiteurs et c'est calme. La maison est une grande maison, confortable mais pas un palace. Sa carrière est présentée: début à 18 ans et succès rapide et phénoménal. Il a représenté quelque chose de spécial<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>pour des générations. Disques d’or je ne sais combien de fois, émissions de télévision regardée par plus de monde que les premiers pas de l’homme sur la lune. Et une vie qui tourne mal, abus de médicaments et mort à 42 ans. C’était intéressant et mieux que je ne m’y attendais.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR;">Léger déjeuner, soupe très claire et menue salade, et nous reprenons le bus. Linda voudrait rentrer avant 4 h, heure où Steve donne son speech. Le bus s’arrête au Sun Studio et on décide de se sauver. Linda demande à un employé du café à l’entrée du studio si nous sommes loin du centre. Sun Studio est en dehors du plan de la ville que nous avons. Il dit que non, c’est faisable à pied. Nous partons donc d’un bon pas après avoir pris un café et être allées aux toilettes. Nous passons par des rues moins glamour que le centre des hôtels et des affaires. Maisons abandonnées, terrains vagues et pas un chat. Mais pas de problème, nous arrivons à l’hôtel après une demi-heure et bien avant le speech de Steve. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR;">Moi je monte à ma chambre et écris le blog.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><span lang="FR" style="mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous ressortons avec nos hommes et prenons le tramway pour aller diner en ville à un tout petit restaurant, il n’y a que cinq tables. Excellent diner, la viande est fondante et les parts ne sont pas trop grosses. Nous prenons une part de cheese cake que nous divisons en 4. Pas de problème. Retour à pied dans la nuit tiède. Mais une tempête est annoncée pour demain.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Linda and I want to see the procession of the ducks at the Peabody Hotel. At 11 m we are there and are not alone. A crowd is ready, camera in hand. The elevator doors open and the four duck come out and head straight for the fountain. They walk about 30-40 m and climb over the rim of the fountain and began to swim.<br />
We're going to the museum of rock and blues. The shuttle is going to Graceland, home of Elvis Presley, from there. It is a bus and we're only three. It's free but the driver informs us that on returning there is a mandatory stop for an hour (with entrance fee) to Sun Studio, the studio where Elvis recorded his first songs. Well, we'll see. We drive 20 minutes and arrive at Graceland. We buy our tickets and pay a little less because we are considered senior citizens (above 62 years). It's very well done because the property remained as before and all the souvenir shops, restaurants and photographers are outside the property, across a broad avenue. We cross the avenue in a minibus and we get headphones for a comment when you visit the house. I take French and I regret it later. Everything is translated, and it would have been better in English. There are few visitors and it is quite quiet. The house is a large house, comfortable but not a palace. His career is presented: beginning at 18, rapid and phenomenal sucess. He represented something special for generations. Gold records I do not know how many times, television watched by more people than the first steps of man on the moon. And a life gone bad, medicine abuse and death at age 42. It was interesting and better than I expected.<br />
Light lunch, a clear soup and a little salad, and we take the bus. Linda would like to come back before 4 pm, where Steve gives his speech. The bus stops at Sun Studio and we decide to escape. Linda asks an employee of the cafe at the entrance of the studio if we are far from the center. Sun Studio is outside the city map that we have. He said no, it's possible to do it on foot. So we start walking at a good pace after taking a coffee and going to the toilet. We go through streets less glamorous than the ones where the big hotels and business are located. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">Abandoned houses, vacant lots and not a soul. </span>But no problem, we arrive at the hotel after half an hour and well before Steve’s speech.<br />
I go up to my room and write the blog.<br />
We go out again with our men and take the tram to go to dinner in a small town restaurant, there are only five tables. Excellent dinner, the meat is very tender and the servings are not too big. We take one cheese cake that we divide into 4. No problem. We come back walking in the warm night. But a storm is announced for tomorrow.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-58084705361583085352011-04-13T15:26:00.000-07:002011-04-14T15:52:25.493-07:00Mercredi/ Wednesday 13.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Petit-déjeuner avec tous les sismologistes, fruits frais, café et muffins puis Jens va assister à la conférence. Tout se passe dans l’hôtel. En même temps que le meeting de la SSA (Seismic Society of America) il y a aussi un meeting de la « Church of God in Christ » (Eglise de Dieu en Jésus?). Apparemment c’est une église fréquentée par les Noirs. La réunion est non pas pour les fidèles mais une réunion de pasteurs, tous noirs, très bien habillés et … très corpulents. Certains ont leurs femmes avec eux et elles sont très élégantes, jolies robes, chapeau et gants. Nous nous sommes trouvés dans l’ascenseur avec un pasteur et quand nous sommes sortis à notre étage, il nous a dit « God bless you » (Dieu vous bénisse).</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous avons rendez-vous Linda et moi à 10 h 30. Nous marchons vers la rivière, le Mississipi! Une ile s’est formée au centre à partir de 1900, Mud Island (L’ile de boue?). On peut y aller à pied en passant une passerelle ou en une sorte de petit train suspendu mais il faut payer. On n’y va pas.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">C’est impressionnant de voir le Mississipi, rivière mythique. Nous passons un endroit empierré ou l’on chargeait les bateaux autrefois. Maintenant nous ne voyons que des bateaux à roues pour touristes.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous allons vers le centre ville. Linda a un guide et partage ses connaissances avec moi. Nous allons à la Beale Street. C’est une rue spéciale à Memphis parce que c’était un centre de ralliement pour les Noirs pendant leur lutte pour obtenir l’égalité. Puis c’est devenu une rue rassemblant les musiciens noirs, jazz, blues. C’est maintenant une rue très touristique. Nous sommes rentrées dans une très vielle boutique, Schwab. C’était, il y a longtemps, une sorte de comptoir où l’on trouvait de tout. Mais c’est maintenant une boutique où l’on trouve des souvenirs, des déguisements, de la pacotille et bien sûr des souvenirs d’Elvis Presley, le fils le plus célèbre de Memphis.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je ne me rendais pas compte que Memphis est vraiment au sud des Etats-Unis, le sud profond. C’est ici qu’il y avait l’esclavage, la guerre de sécession, la ségrégation. Il y a un musée des droits civils que j’espère aller voir. La population est vraiment mixte, noirs et blancs.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous allons voir l’hôtel Peabody, le plus ancien grand hôtel de Memphis. C’est grandiose, belles boiseries, beau plafond très haut et avec vitraux, réception monumentale. Il a été pendant longtemps le plus chic hôtel du sud des USA. Et maintenant il est célèbre pour ses canards! Quatre canards habitent dans l’hôtel. La nuit ils dorment sur le toit, à 11 h ils prennent l’ascenseur et descendent dans le lobby et nagent ou dorment dans une fontaine. A 5 h ils reprennent l’ascenseur et remontent. Nous voyons les canards dans la fontaine, ils dorment. Nous reviendrons demain à </span><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">11 h.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous déjeunons d’une salade dans un restaurant, nous baladons encore un peu et rentrons, bien fatiguées.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Blog et petite sieste, j’ai un peu mal à la tête.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Jens rentre vers 6 h et nous allons diner tous les quatre, Linda, Steve, Jens et moi. Nous allons à un restaurant qui s’appelle Rendez-vous où l’on sert des côtes de porc grillés. Mais pas des côtes de porc comme en France, elles ne sont pas séparées et beaucoup plus plates. Il faut manger avec les doigts, on n’a même pas de fourchette! C’est assaisonné d’une sauce barbecue et accompagné de haricots, c’est très bon. On boit de la bière. Puis nous allons à Beale Street et là la musique bat son plein. Chaque café ou restaurant a son orchestre qui joue très fort, les néons clignotent, et les « rabatteurs » essayent de convaincre les touristes que leur restaurant est le meilleur. Le niveau sonore est très élevé mais les gens ont l’air d’aimer ça. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous nous éloignons un peu du bruit pour aller boire un café à un Starbuck (compagnie qui a démarré à Seattle). C’est plus calme mais parfois un groupe de motos, Harley Davidson et autres, passent en faisant un bruit d’enfer.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Des sortes de carosses trainés par des chevaux et décorés de lumière, attendent les clients.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous rentrons et nous couchons. <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Breakfast with all the seismologists, fresh fruit, coffee and muffins and Jens go to attend the conference. Everything, conference, breakfast, is in the hotel. At the same time as the meeting of the SSA (Seismic Society of America) there is also a meeting of the "Church of God in Christ". Apparently this is a church frequented by Blacks. The meeting is not for the faithful, but a meeting of pastors, all black, very well dressed and very powerfully built .... Some have their wives with them and they are very elegant, pretty dresses, hats and gloves. We found ourselves in the elevator with a pastor and when we left on our floor, he said "God bless you".<br />
We meet, Linda and I, at 10.30 am. We walk toward the river, the Mississippi! An island has been formed in a natural way in the center of the river from 1900 on, Mud Island. It can be reached on foot along a walkway or in a kind of suspended train, but you have to pay. We do not go.<br />
It's impressive to see the Mississippi, a mythical river. We go along the river and see a paved place where they used to load the boats once. Now we see only paddle boats for tourists.<br />
We go to the city center. Linda has a guide and is sharing her knowledge with me. We go to Beale Street. This is a special street in Memphis because it was a rallying point for black people during their struggle for equality. Then it became a street gathering black musicians playing jazz or blues. It is now a very touristy street. We visit a very old shop, Schwab. It was long ago, a sort of store where everything could be found. But now it is a shop where you can find souvenirs, costumes, music instruments, and of course memorabilia from Elvis Presley, the most famous son of Memphis.<br />
I did not realize that Memphis is so much south in the United States, the Deep South. Here there was slavery, the Civil War, segregation. There is a museum of civil rights that I hope to see. The population is very mixed, black and white.<br />
We see the Peabody Hotel, the oldest grand hotel in Memphis. This is great, beautiful woodwork, high ceilings and beautiful stained glass, monumental reception. It has long been the most stylish hotel in the southern USA. And now he is famous for its ducks! Four ducks live in the hotel. At night they sleep on the roof, at 11 am they take the elevator and descend into the lobby and swim or sleep in a fountain. At 5 pm they return to the elevator and go up. We see the ducks in the fountain, they are sleeping. We will return tomorrow at 11 am.<br />
We have lunch, a salad, in a restaurant, we walk a little bit more and go home, tired.<br />
Blog and nap, I have a little headache.<br />
Jens returned around 6 pm and we go out for dinner, the four of us, Linda, Steve, Jens and me. We go to a restaurant called Rendezvous which serves grilled pork ribs. You must eat with your fingers, they don’t give us forks! It is seasoned with barbecue sauce and accompanied by beans, it is very good. We drink beer. Then we go to Beale Street and there the music is in full swing. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">Each cafe or restaurant has its own orchestra, which plays very loud, neon lights are flashing, and every restaurant has a person outside trying to convince tourists that their restaurant is the best. </span>The noise level is very high but people seem to like it.<br />
We get away from the noise for some coffee at a Starbucks (the company that started in Seattle). It is quieter but sometimes a group of motorcycles, Harley Davidson and others, pass by and are very noisy.<br />
Some horse carriages, decorated with light, are waiting for customers.<br />
We go back to the hotel and go to bed.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-38599677992514520982011-04-12T13:45:00.000-07:002011-04-13T14:01:09.891-07:00Mardi/ Tuesday 12.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous partons aujourd’hui. Nous prenons les dernières photos de Pam et de nous trois.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous allons dans un restaurant prendre un "american breakfast". Une amie de Pam nous y attend. Quel choix! Toats, œufs sous toutes les formes, saucisses, pommes de terre sautées, pancakes, crêpes, pain perdu … Nous prenons un bon petit-déjeuner et Pam nous conduits à notre limousine! Il n’y a pas de bus d’Eau Claire à Minneapolis mais un service de limousines. Ce sont en fait des minibus qui ont une remorque pour les bagages. Nous faisons nos adieux à Pam et la remercions bien pour ces trois jours si agréables. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous arrivons à l’aéroport de Minneapolis sans problème. Embarquement à 4 h pour Memphis, Tennessee. Nous survolons une grande rivière et je pense que c’est le Mississipi. Nous l’avons passé sur un pont en voiture en venant de et en allant à Minneapolis. Il marque la frontière entre Minnesota et Wisconsin. Et nous le retrouverons à Memphis.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous arrivons à Memphis à 6 h. Très beau temps, les arbres sont verts, il y a beaucoup de fleurs. Taxi que nous partageons avec une autre sismologiste qui va aussi à la conférence. Nous sommes au Marriot Hotel. Nous montons dans notre chambre et, bonne surprise, il y a un fer à repasser dans un placard (et une table à repasser). Je repasse en deux minutes mon chemisier et ma jupe et on va vite, vite à la réception d’accueil qui a déjà commencé. Nous retrouvons avec grand plaisir Steve et Linda Malone de Seattle. Nous avons habité quelques jours chez eux en 1986 et ils nous ont visités en 1990, il y a vingt ans! Avec eux est Luciana, une ancienne étudiante de Jens à Mexico. Elle nous raconte que sa fille a fini l’université! Que le temps passe vite. Jens connait beaucoup de monde. C’est relaxe, certains bien habillés d’autres en shorts. Une jeune femme m’aborde et nous discutons un peu. Elle est iranienne et ne connait personne ici. Mais elle connait Jens de réputation et a utilisé certains de ses cours. On nous sert des coupes avec trois grosses crevettes sur du « grits », des crudités et des fruits. Le grits, cela ressemble à de la semoule mais c’est fait de maïs. C’est un plat typique du sud des Etats-Unis. Ça n’a pas beaucoup de goût. Je mange bien surtout des fruits (melons, pastèques, ananas), Jens aussi pensant que cela fera notre diner. Mais Linda n’a presque rien mangé parce qu’elle a été au téléphone avec sa fille Kristin longtemps. Quand elle est revenue, il n’y avait plus grand-chose. Ils veulent aller au restaurant. Nous y allons donc aussi. Je prends seulement une soupe et Jens une salade. Mais la carte des desserts nous tente et nous craquons. Ce n’est pas raisonnable, je sais. Surtout que je prends un cheese cake … aux peanuts, pas léger, léger et Jens un gâteau au chocolat. Très peu de monde dans la rue. Centre ville aux grands gratte-ciels et au milieu de la rue, un vieux tramway circule. Il fait encore très doux, tard le soir.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We're leaving today. We take the last pictures of Pam and of the three of us.<br />
We go into a restaurant to have an American breakfast. A friend of Pam awaits us there. What a choice! Toast, eggs in all forms, sausages, fried potatoes, <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>pancakes, french toasts ... we take a good breakfast and Pam drives us to our limo! There is no bus from Eau Claire to Minneapolis, but a limousine service. These are actually minibuses which have a trailer for luggage. We say farewell to Pam and thank her for three days so enjoyable.<br />
We arrive at the Minneapolis airport without problem. Boarding at 4 pm for Memphis, Tennessee. We fly over a big river and I think that's the Mississippi. We passed it over a bridge by car coming from and going to Minneapolis. It marks the border between Minnesota and Wisconsin. And we'll find it again in Memphis.<br />
We arrive in Memphis at 6 pm. Very nice weather, the trees are green and there are many flowers. We share a taxi with another seismologist who attends the same conference as Jens. We are at the Marriot Hotel. We got into our room and a pleasant surprise: there is an iron in a closet (and an ironing board). I iron my shirt and my skirt in two minutes and we go fast, fast to the welcome reception which has already started. We meet again Steve and Linda Malone of Seattle with great pleasure. We lived a few days at their home in 1986 and they visited us in 1990, twenty years ago! With them is Luciana, a former student of Jens in Mexico City. She says her daughter has finished college! Time passes quickly. Jens knows many people. It is relaxed, some are well-dressed and some are in shorts. A young woman approaches me and we chat a bit. She is Iranian and does not know anybody here. But she knows Jens by reputation and has used some of his courses. We are served three big shrimps on grits, raw vegetables and fruits. The grit looks like semolina but is made of corn. It is a dish typical of southern United States. It has not much taste. I eat well especially fruits (melon, watermelon, pineapple) and Jens also, thinking that it will be our dinner. But Linda had almost nothing to eat because she was on the phone with her daughter Kristin a long time. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">When she returned, there was not much left. </span>They want to go to a restaurant. We go also. I take just a soup and Jens takes only a salad. But the dessert menu tempts us and we're cracking. It is not reasonable, I know. Especially since I take a cheese cake ... with peanuts, not very light, and Jens a chocolate cake. Very few people in the street. In downtown skyscrapers and in the middle of the street, an old tramway runs. It's still very mild, late at night.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-82865047182758442662011-04-11T08:16:00.000-07:002011-04-13T08:23:30.096-07:00Lundi/ Monday 11.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Nous allons faire un tour avant que Pam se réveille. Il fait beau et frais. On va à un « petit » supermarché, le plus proche de chez Pam. Il est ouvert 24 h sur 24 et est plus grand qu’Ica chez nous. Pour ici c’est petit. Les fruits et légumes sont frais et variés. Beaucoup de plats préparés. Les boites de conserve existent en super-taille, à peu près 3 kg, exemple « Artificially flavoured vanilla pudding ». Apparemment la nourriture bon marché n’est pas de très bonne qualité, beaucoup d’additifs. La nourriture de bonne qualité est plus chère. Nous achetons 2 journaux, USA Today et un journal local, et 2 pêches. Personne ne marche, tout le monde est en voiture. Dans le journal nous voyons des photos des dégâts que la tornade a provoqué, arbres arrachés, toits envolés, mais dans un endroit limité.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Pam nous prépare des « wraps » pour le lunch, tortillas roulées fourrées de fines tranches de dinde, un peu de fromage, crème fraiche et sauce aux « cranberries » (airelles). Très bon. Puis nous allons ensemble faire des courses pour ce soir: ses fils et leur famille viennent à un grill. Elle nous emmène à un hypermarché gigantesque. Comme elle marche mal elle emprunte un caddy électrique où elle est assise. A la sortie un employé, souvent une personne handicapée, vérifie que le contenu de votre chariot correspond à votre facture. Il fait maintenant un temps splendide, une très belle journée de printemps.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Quand nous rentrons Eric et sa famille sont déjà arrivés. Eric a commencé à préparer le grill et s’active dans la cuisine. Il aime faire la cuisine. Les saucisses grillent dehors mais il ne fait pas assez chaud pour manger dehors. On ne va pas mourir de faim: petits pains, saucisses, salade de pomme de terre, chips de légumes, petites carottes que l’on trempe dans du beurre d’amande (c’est très bon), « curds » (une sorte de fromage frais un peu aigre), pickles, gâteaux et cookies. On boit une bonne bière, légère. Nous discutons beaucoup avec Adam et sa femme May Beth. Ils sont allés en Allemagne l’année dernière en vacances. Lui fait beaucoup de vélo et aimerait aller en France voir le Tour de France. Nous sommes sur la même longueur d’onde quant à la réforme de santé d’Obama. C’est incompréhensible pour nous que les gens qui en profiteraient le plus sont contre.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Sur une voiture, j’ai vu un autocollant « Is Obama the antichrist ? ». Au rayon livre du supermarché « How to get rid of Obama ». Les Républicains montent, à coup de millions de dollars, une campagne de haine et de mensonges, surtout à la télévision. Les gens qui n’ont que la télé comme information et qui ne sont pas très éduqués croient ce qu’on leur raconte. Je comprends que les docteurs, compagnies d’assurances, avocats soient contre mais les gens qui en bénéficieraient soient contre … Dans le journal certains mettent en doute le lieu de naissance d’Obama. Ils disent qu’il serait né au Kenya et donc n’aurait pas pu être candidat à la présidence. Mais la réponse du journal était très claire, il est né à Hawai, donc né aux USA. Quel climat de suspicion vis-à-vis du meilleur président que les Américains ont depuis longtemps.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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Pam prepares us wraps for lunch, rolled tortillas stuffed with thin slices of turkey, some cheese, cream sauce and cranberries. Very good. Then we go shopping together for tonight: her sons and family come to a barbecue. She takes us to a giant supermarket. As she has problem walking she takes an electric cart where she can sit. When leaving the store an employee, often a disabled person, verifies that the contents of your shopping cart matches your invoice. The weather is now a wonderful, a beautiful spring day.<br />
When we go home, Eric and his family have already arrived. Eric has begun to prepare the grill and works in the kitchen. He loves to cook. Sausages are grilling outside, but it is not warm enough to eat outside. We will not die of hunger: rolls, sausages, potato salad, vegetable chips, baby carrots dipped in almond butter (very good), curds, pickles, cakes and cookies. We drink a light beer. We talk a lot with Adam and his wife May Beth. They went to Germany last year on vacation. He does a lot of cycling and would go to France to see the Tour de France. We're on the same wavelength with them about the Obama health reform. It is incomprehensible for us that the people who would benefit the most from it are against it.<br />
On a car, I saw a sticker saying "Is Obama The Antichrist?” In the books section in the supermarket book <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>I saw a book called "How to get rid of Obama." Republicans spreads, with millions of dollars, a campaign of hatred and lies, especially on television. People who have their only information from TV and not very educated believe what they are told. I understand that doctors, insurance companies, lawyers are against it but people who would benefit are against it ... In the newspaper some question the birthplace of Obama. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">They say he was born in Kenya and therefore could not be a candidate for the presidency. </span>But the newspaper answer was very clear, he was born in Hawaii, so born in the USA. What a climate of suspicion vis-à-vis the best president that Americans have had in a long time.</span><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-25571036049104671532011-04-10T13:57:00.000-07:002011-04-11T19:48:12.653-07:00Dimanche/ Sunday 10.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous nous levons de bonne heure: Jens d’abord, il part faire un tour avant même que je me lève. Puis je me lève et nous déjeunons tous les deux. Pam dort toujours. Nous allons faire une promenade dans le quartier. Il fait beaucoup plus doux qu’hier et le vent est chaud. On ne peut pas douter qu’on est aux USA. Les rues sont larges, les maisons espacées, les voitures puissantes, les distances … longues. Impossible de vivre ici sans voiture. Et en plus, de nombreuses maisons ont un drapeau américain dans le jardin. Il fait lourd et humide. Nous rentrons. Pam est levée et nous déjeunons ensemble, elle son brunch et nous notre lunch. Nous sortons sur la terrasse et il fait de plus en plus chaud, 25-26 ° et de plus en plus de vent. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous partons en voiture et allons à un « garden center », immense bien sûr. Pam achète des plans de tomates et nous trouvons des graines de </span><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">chou-vert et de bettes, Pam va les essayer dans son jardin. Quand nous payons à la caisse, nous entendons à la radio qu’une tornade est passée à Eau Claire. Nous roulons dans la campagne, traversons de petites villes. Dans une nous nous arrêtons manger des glaces, cela s’appelle « Olson’s ice cream », sûrement un Suédois qui a commencé ça. Très bonnes glaces et très généreuses portions. Nous allons aussi voir un zoo dans un parc provincial. Les portes pour les voitures sont fermées mais on peut aller à pied. Nous voyons des ours, des cailles mais il commence à pleuvoir et nous retournons à la voiture.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Pam nous montre Eau Claire, l’université, « Main Street », la rue principale. Elle ressemble bien à une main street américaine, presque comme dans les westerns mais maintenant les boutiques sont des cabinets de tatouage, objets d’art, antiquités, école de danse. Même les gens qui habitent au centre ville ont besoin d’une voiture, pas d’épicerie dans le quartier. Elle nous montre aussi les beaux quartiers, belles vieilles maison.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Pas de dégâts où nous passons, la tornade est passée à l’extérieur de la ville.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous rentrons et repartons pour aller diner à un restaurant mexicain. Très bon diner mexicain précédé d’une margarita. Le serveur est bien sûr Mexicain et nous discutons un peu en Espagnol. Très sympa.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We get up early: Jens first, he went for a walk before I get up. Then I get up and we both have breakfast. Pam is still asleep. We go for a walk in the neighborhood. It is much milder than yesterday and the wind is warm. We can not doubt that is the USA: The streets are wide, houses are spaced, cars are powerful, distances .... are long. People can not live here without a car. And in addition, many houses have an American flag in the garden. It is heavy and humid. We go back. Pam is up and we eat together, it is brunch for her and lunch for us. We go out on the terrace and it's increasingly hot, 25-26 ° and more and more wind.<br />
We drive and go to a "garden center", a big on of course. Pam buys tomato plants and we find green cabbage and chard seeds, Pam will try them in her garden. When we pay at the cashier, we hear on the radio that a tornado went through Eau Claire. We drive through the countryside, passing through small towns. In one we stop to eat ice cream, the place is called "Olson's Ice Cream," surely it was a Swede who started it. Very good ice cream and very generous portions. We drive to see a zoo in a provincial park. The doors are closed to cars but you can walk. We see bears, quails but it begins to rain and we return to the car.<br />
Pam shows us Eau Claire, the university, the main street. It looks very much like an American main street, almost like in westerns but now the shops are offices of tattoo art, antiques, dance school. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">Even people who live downtown need a car, no grocery store in the neighborhood. She</span> also shows us a nice neighborhood, beautiful old house.<br />
We don’t see any damage when we drive, the tornado went outside the city.<br />
We go back home and leave again to go to dinner at a Mexican restaurant. Very good Mexican dinner preceded by a margarita. The server is Mexican and of course we talk a little with him in Spanish. Very nice.</span><br />
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</div></div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-25833472052932943602011-04-09T10:25:00.000-07:002011-04-10T10:34:18.540-07:00Samedi/ Saturday 09.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Dernier brunch ici: Crêpes fourrées de fruits, à la crème et au sirop d’érable. A 11 h nous faisons nos adieux à Don et Fran qui repartent à Ottawa et Paul et Janice nous emmènent au terminal de bus. Mais avant nous demandons à Andrew, le fils de Paul et Janice, 26 ans, de faire une photo de nous six ensemble. Nous n’avons pas beaucoup vu Andrew car il travaille beaucoup. Nous prenons le bus à 11 h 15 et 20 minutes après nous sommes à l’aéroport, terminal 1. Nous prenons un train automatique pour le terminal 3. Pas de problèmes pour passer la douane et l’émigration. Départ à 14 h pour Minneapolis. Vol de deux heures au dessus de lacs encore partiellement gelés et de campagne. Nous devons décaler nos montres d’une heure en arrière.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Arrivés à Minneapolis, encore un train automatique et sortie. On se demande si on va reconnaitre Pam que nous n’avons pas vue depuis 1981 et si elle va nous reconnaitre. Pas de problème. Une dame sur un banc appelle: « Jens »! Et Jens la reconnait aussi. Elle a amené une amie avec elle pour avoir de la compagnie en route. Et quelle route. Nous pensions que c’était une route d’une heure mais en fait c’est deux heures. Et en rentrant nous mettons presque cinq heures. Nous nous perdons, à un moment nous sommes sur la bonne route mais nous allons vers l’ouest au lieu d’aller vers l’est. Nous passons Minneapolis et Saint Paul et sommes impressionnés par la ligne de gratte-ciels. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Enfin nous arrivons à Eau Claire, joli nom fran</span></span><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">ç</span></span><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">ais. La ville a une population de 50 000 habitants. </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Pam habite une assez vielle maison avec un grand jardin. Tout le quartier est très ombragé de grands arbres. Pam loue une chambre à une jeune femme et a des projets d’en louer encore une.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Nous discutons des similitudes et différences entre la Norvège et les Etats-Unis, en particulier le système de sécurité sociale. Nous avons entendu parler d’une femme qui reste mariée seulement par peur de perdre la couverture sociale qu’elle a par son mari; de gens qui perdent toute couverture sociale en perdant leur travail; de gens qui ne vont pas chez le docteur bien que malade par manque de moyens. Le système américain est dur et injuste.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Nous dinons d’une bonne soupe et de cookies faits maison.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="gt-icon-text1"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-family: Arial; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Nous nous couchons à 11 h 30 (minuit et demi pour nous) en entendant la pluie qui tombe.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Last brunch: Crepes filled with fruit, cream and maple syrup. At 11 am we bid farewell to Don and Fran, they leave to return to Ottawa and Janice and Paul take us to the bus terminal. But before that, we ask Andrew, son of Paul and Janice, 26 years old, to take a picture of the six of us together. We have not seen much of Andrew because he works hard and is not much at home. We take the bus at 11.15 am and 20 minutes later we're at the airport, Terminal 1. We take an automatic train for terminal 3. No problem for customs clearance and emigration. We leave at 2 pm for Minneapolis. Two hours flight above a big lake still partly frozen and countryside. We must shift our clocks one hour back.<br />
Arrived in Minneapolis, another automatic train and exit. We wonder if Pam will recognize us because we have not seen each other since 1981 and whether we will recognize her. No problem. A lady on a bench calls "Jens”! And Jens recognizes her too. She brought a friend with her to have company on the road. What a road. We thought it was one hour but actually it's two hours. And when we drive home it takes almost 4 hours. We are lost, at a moment we're on the right road but we are moving towards the west instead of going eastward. We see Minneapolis and St. Paul and are impressed by the line of skyscrapers.<br />
Finally we arrived in Eau Claire, a pretty French name. The city has a population of 65,000 inhabitants.<br />
Pam lives in an <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>old house with a large garden. The whole neighborhood has many tall trees. Pam rents a room to a young woman and has plans to rent another one.<br />
<span style="background: #e6ecf9;">We discuss similarities and differences between Norway and the United States, especially the social security system. </span>We heard about a woman who remains married only for fear of losing coverage by her husband, people who lose their coverage when they lose their job, people who do not go to the doctor even when sick by lack of resources. The American system is harsh and unfair.<br />
We dine with a good soup and homemade cookies.<br />
We go to bed at 11.30 pm (half past midnight for us) and heard the rain falling.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-73196190763020997292011-04-08T10:10:00.000-07:002011-04-10T20:18:09.903-07:00Vendredi/ Friday 08.04.2011<div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Très bonne nuit. Nous dormons comme des petits anges. Nous descendons à 8 h 30. Janice doit partir un peu avant 9 h pour aller donner un cours de « water fitness » à une piscine. Elle nous propose de venir, à Fran et moi. On y va. On a juste le temps de boire une tasse de café et on part. Le cours est réservé aux femmes. La piscine est très grande, sûrement olympique. On se change, Fran et moi, on se douche et en avant pour water fitness. C’est une sorte d’aérobic dans l’eau. Il y a au moins 40 femmes dans l’eau. Janice est sur le bord et dirige les exercices à l’aide d’un micro et de musique. C’est dynamique et je suis avec application. Mais Fran, qui connait la vie, me rappelle qu’on en a comme ça pendant une heure. Je ralentis un peu. Les mouvements demandent plus d’effort dans l’eau que dans l’air.<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>C’est rigolo. On utilise des boudins qui nous aident à flotter. C’est sympa, toutes ces femmes, la plupart pas jeunes, qui s’activent dans l’eau. A 9 h 45, Fran et moi allons dans un « jacouzi » bien chaud et qui nous masse le dos. Puis on sort.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">En rentrant, Janice s'arrète: Une commode est sur le trottoir, cela veut dire que les gens de cette maison la donne. Fran la veut. On essaye de charger la commode dans la voiturem, mais c'est lourd. Un jeune homme en voiture s'arrète et propose de nous aider. Sympa. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Bon brunch tous les six. Paul et Janice nous emmènent ensuite (tous les quatre) à une cabane à sucre, l’endroit où on récolte le sirop d’érable. C’est dans un parc provincial à 30 mn de voiture. Le procédé est expliqué et nous pouvons déguster du sirop tout frais. C’est bon. Nous nous séparons, hommes et femmes, pour marcher, les hommes marchent plus vite que nous. Le parc a aussi des volières avec de grands rapaces.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;">Retour à la maison et mise en route du diner: gigot et pommes de terre au four, asperges et crumble aux pommes. Pendant que le diner mijote, nous regardons une projection de vieilles diapositives de notre période commune à Edmonton et même quelques photos de la visite de Paul et Janice en Norvège en 1985. Puis encore un très bon diner, ambiance sympa, vieux souvenirs et projets de se revoir. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR; mso-bidi-font-size: 10.0pt;"><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="hps"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Very</span></span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> <span class="hps">good night</span>. <span class="hps">We</span> <span class="hps">sleep</span> <span class="hps">like</span> logs. <span class="hps">We</span> go down at <span class="hps">8.30 am.</span> <span class="hps">Janice</span> <span class="hps">should</span> <span class="hps">leave a little</span> <span class="hps">before</span> <span class="hps">9</span> a<span class="hps">m</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">go to</span> <span class="hps">teach a</span> <span class="hpsatn">"</span>fitness <span class="hps">water</span>" class <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">a pool</span>. <span class="hps">She</span> <span class="hps">invites us to</span> <span class="hps">come,</span> <span class="hps">Fran</span> <span class="hps">and me</span>. <span class="hps">Here we go</span>. <span class="hps">We</span> h<span class="hps">ave</span> <span class="hps">just</span> <span class="hps">time</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">drink</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">cup</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">coffee</span> <span class="hps">and we leave</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">course is</span> <span class="hps">reserved for</span> <span class="hps">women</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">pool is</span> big, <span class="hps">surely</span> an<span class="hps"> Olympic one.</span> We change, Fran <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">me</span>, <span class="hps">shower</span> <span class="hps">and get ready for</span> <span class="hps">water</span> <span class="hps">fitness</span>. <span class="hps">It is a</span> <span class="hps">kind</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">aerobics</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">water.</span> <span class="hps">There are</span> <span class="hps">at</span> <span class="hps">least</span> <span class="hps">40</span> <span class="hps">women</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">water.</span> <span class="hps">Janice</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">on</span> <span class="hps">the side of the swimming pool</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">leads the</span> <span class="hps">exercises</span> <span class="hps">using</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">microphone</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">music</span>. <span class="hps">It is</span> <span class="hps">dynamic and</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">am</span> doing it <span class="hps">diligently</span>. <span class="hps">But</span> <span class="hps">Fran</span>, <span class="hps">who</span> <span class="hps">knows</span> <span class="hps">life,</span> <span class="hps">remembers me</span> <span class="hps">that</span> we have to last <span class="hps">one</span> <span class="hps">hour.</span> <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">slow down</span> <span class="hps">a bit</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">movements</span> <span class="hps">require</span> <span class="hps">more</span> <span class="hps">effort</span> <span class="hps">in water</span> <span class="hps">than</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">air</span>. <span class="hps">It's</span> <span class="hps">funny</span>. <span class="hps">Tubes</span> <span class="hps">are used</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">help us</span> <span class="hps">float</span>. <span class="hps">It's</span> <span class="hps">nice</span>, all <span class="hps">these</span> <span class="hps">women</span>, <span class="hps">most</span> <span class="hps">not</span> so <span class="hps">young</span>, exercising <span class="hps">in water</span>. <span class="hps">At 9</span>.<span class="hps">45</span>, <span class="hps">Fran</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">I go </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span class="hps">in a</span> <span class="hpsatn">"</span>Jacuzzi" <span class="hps">hot</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">we</span> get our back massaged. <span class="hps">Then</span> we are finished and go out.</span><br />
On our way back, Janice stops the car: She saw a dresser on the sidewalk. It means that the people living there want to give ir away. Fran is interested. So we try to take it in the car but it is heavy. A nice guy stops and helps us.<span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;"><br />
<span class="hps"> Brunch</span> for the <span class="hps">six of us</span>. <span class="hps">Paul</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Janice</span> <span class="hps">then</span> <span class="hps">take us</span> <span class="hpsatn">(</span>all <span class="hps">four visitors)</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">sugar shack,</span> <span class="hps">where</span> <span class="hps">they</span> <span class="hps">harvest</span> <span class="hps">maple syrup</span>. <span class="hps">It is</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">provincial park</span> <span class="hps">30 minutes</span> <span class="hps">by car</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">process is</span> <span class="hps">explained</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">we can</span> <span class="hps">taste</span> <span class="hps">fresh</span> <span class="hps">syrup</span>. <span class="hps">Good.</span> <span class="hps">We</span> divide us between <span class="hps">men</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">women</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">walk</span>, <span class="hps">men</span> <span class="hps">walk</span> <span class="hps">faster</span> <span class="hps">than</span> <span class="hps">us.</span> <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">park</span> <span class="hps">also has</span> volieres <span class="hps">with</span> <span class="hps">birds of prey</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">Back</span> <span class="hps">at</span> <span class="hps">home</span> <span class="hps">and</span> Paul <span class="hps">starts</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">dinner</span>: leg of lamb, <span class="hps">roast</span> <span class="hps">potatoes,</span> <span class="hps">asparagus</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">apple crumble</span>. <span class="hps">While</span> <span class="hps">dinner is cooking</span>, we <span class="hps">watch</span> <span class="hps">a projection</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">old</span> <span class="hps">slides</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">our</span> <span class="hps">common period</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">Edmonton</span> <span class="hps">and even</span> <span class="hps">some</span> <span class="hps">photos of</span> <span class="hps">the visit</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">Paul</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Janice</span> <span class="hps">in Norway</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">1985</span>. And a<span class="hps">gain a</span> <span class="hps">very</span> <span class="hps">good</span> <span class="hps">dinner</span>, <span class="hps">nice</span> <span class="hps">atmosphere</span>, <span class="hps">old</span> <span class="hps">memories</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">plans</span> <span class="hps">to meet again</span>.</span><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-86507179663344847952011-04-07T14:19:00.000-07:002011-04-08T14:32:46.958-07:00Jeudi/ Thursday 07.042011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nuit longue mais peu de sommeil. Je vois les lumières de Cuba à 3 h 30.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Arrivée à Toronto à 5 h 30 du matin. Nous attendons un peu et prenons le bus à 6 h 45. Jens téléphone à Paul vers 7 h et il vient nous attendre au terminus du bus à Richmond Hill. Nous arrivons après 10 minutes chez eux. Janice est là mais part rapidement pour aller travailler. Nous sommes vraiment contents de nous revoir tous.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous prenons le petit-déjeuner ensemble, nous nous mettons au courant des dernières nouvelles de nos familles et amis communs. Puis allons faire des courses avec Paul. Le cliché que tout est grand en Amérique est vrai ici: Les maisons sont immenses, les supermarchés sont immenses …</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A 1 h 30, Don et Fran, deux amis d’Edmonton (années 70 !) arrivent. Encore contents de retrouver de vieux amis. Ils vivent à Ottawa.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Lunch tous ensemble, Janice est revenue, puis Jens et moi nous faisons une sieste. Je dors 3 heures!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous faisons une promenade ensuite. Pas une feuille, le printemps n’est pas encore arrivé.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Très bon diner, bonne compagnie, vieux souvenirs, excellente nourriture.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Et au lit à 11 h.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span class="hps"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Long night</span></span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">little</span> <span class="hps">sleep</span>. <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">see</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">lights</span> <span class="hps">of</span> <span class="hps">Cuba</span> <span class="hps">at 3.30 am.</span><br />
<span class="hps">Arrival</span> <span class="hps">in Toronto</span> at <span class="hps">5.</span> 3<span class="hps">0 am</span>. <span class="hps">We</span> <span class="hps">wait</span> <span class="hps">a bit and</span> <span class="hps">take the</span> <span class="hps">bus</span> <span class="hps">at 6.45 am.</span> <span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">phones</span> <span class="hps">Paul</span> <span class="hps">at 7</span> a<span class="hps">m</span> <span class="hps">and</span> he comes and picks us <span class="hps">at</span> <span class="hps">the bus</span> <span class="hps">terminal</span> <span class="hps">in Richmond</span> <span class="hps">Hill</span>. <span class="hps">We</span> <span class="hps">arrive</span> at their place <span class="hps">after 10 minutes</span>. <span class="hps">Janice</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">there</span> <span class="hps">but left</span> <span class="hps">quickly</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">go to work</span>. <span class="hps">We</span>'re <span class="hps">really</span> <span class="hps">happy</span> <span class="hps">to see each other</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">We</span> <span class="hps">have breakfast</span> <span class="hps">together,</span> <span class="hps">we exchange</span> <span class="hps">the latest</span> <span class="hps">news</span> <span class="hps">from</span> <span class="hps">our families</span> <span class="hps">and</span> our <span class="hps">friends.</span> <span class="hps">Then</span> we <span class="hps">go shopping</span> <span class="hps">with Paul</span>. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">cliche</span> <span class="hps">that</span> <span class="hps">everything</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">big</span> <span class="hps">in America</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">true</span> <span class="hps">here</span>: <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">houses</span> <span class="hps">are huge</span> <span class="hps">supermarkets</span> <span class="hps">are</span> <span class="hps">huge</span> <span class="hps">...</span><br />
At <span class="hps">1.30 pm</span>, <span class="hps">Don</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Fran</span>, <span class="hps">two</span> <span class="hps">friends</span> <span class="hps">from</span> <span class="hps">Edmonton</span> <span class="hpsatn">(back in the seventies</span>!) <span class="hps">arrive</span>. Very <span class="hps">happy</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">meet old</span> <span class="hps">friends again</span>. <span class="hps">They</span> <span class="hps">live</span> <span class="hps">in Ottawa</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">Lunch</span> <span class="hps">together</span>, <span class="hps">Janice</span> <span class="hps">is</span> <span class="hps">back</span>, <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">I are</span> <span class="hps">doing</span> <span class="hps">a nap</span>. <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">sleep</span> <span class="hps">3 hours</span>!<br />
<span class="hps">We</span> go for<span class="hps"> a walk</span>. <span class="hps">Not</span> <span class="hps">a</span> <span class="hps">leaf,</span> <span class="hps">spring is</span> <span class="hps">not</span> <span class="hps">here yet</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">Very</span> <span class="hps">good</span> <span class="hps">dinner</span>, <span class="hps">good</span> <span class="hps">company</span>, <span class="hps">old</span> <span class="hps">memories</span>, <span class="hps">great food</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">And</span> <span class="hps">in</span> <span class="hps">bed</span> <span class="hps">at 11</span> <span class="hps">pm.</span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-90350374192508208562011-04-06T13:22:00.000-07:002011-04-08T13:45:58.656-07:00Mercredi/ Wednesday 06.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Dernier jour à Santiago. Jens doit donner un speech à 10 h à l’université. Il part à 8 h 30. Pour moi, dernier tour en ville. Je prends le métro, cela coûte 620 pesos (6,20 kr ou 80 centimes d’€) et vais voir le marché central, un grand marché couvert près de la rivière<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>…. Mais d’abord je passe la Plaza de Armas, la grande place centrale. Et là de la musique et du mouvement: Une<span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>sportive entraine la foule à faire de la gymnastique. C’est une campagne pour que les gens bougent plus, donc musique et aérobic. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Au marché, beaucoup de poissons. Santiago est à 100 -120 km de la mer, le poisson est frais et abondant. Puis je vais voir la rivière. Ce n’est pas la Seine, plutôt un torrent rapide et tout marron. Près de la rivière, je vois un imposant bâtiment. Je ne sais pas ce que c’est. Je vais voir et c’est une ancienne gare, désaffectée et qui est maintenant un Centre Culturel. Très belle gare. Quel dommage qu’elle soit désaffectée. En bonne fille de cheminot, pour moi une gare doit être une gare. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Jens doit rentrer vers midi. On devait laisser la chambre à midi mais on a eu 2 h de plus. Je reprends le métro et rentre. Lui rentre aussi et nous repartons ensemble pour aller déjeuner. Dans notre rue, Avenida República, une ancienne belle villa n’est pas transformée en université mais en restaurant. On a très peu de pesos et on voudrait éviter d’en tirer encore. Mais là, pas de problème. On mange un vrai repas pour 2500 pesos par personne (25 kr ou 3 €)! Une salade, un plat et un dessert. Tous les autres clients sont des gens qui travaillent dans le quartier. On est ravi. On garde juste assez d’argent pour le taxi et on donne tout le reste comme pourboire au garçon.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">On refait les bagages, le taxi arrive et il nous conduit à bonne allure à l’aéroport. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Comme le billet de Jens avait été annulé il en a eu un nouveau mais cela veut dire qu’on n’est pas ensemble. On voyage en célibataire.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A 19 h 45 on s’envole avec Air Canada pour Toronto. L’avion est plein comme un œuf. On entend de l’espagnol, de l’anglais et un peu de français, nous!</span><span lang="FR" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN;"> </span><span lang="EN" style="color: black; font-family: Arial; mso-ansi-language: EN;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Last day in Santiago. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="66" gd="Jens doit donner un speach à 10 h à l'université." hd="Jens must give speach at 10 am at the university. " title="">Jens must give a speech at 10 am at the university. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="67" gd="Il part à 8 h 30." hd="It leaves at 8 am 30. " title="">He leaves at 8.30 am. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="68" gd="Pour moi, dernier tour en ville." hd="For me, the last round in town. " title="">For me, the last round in town. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="69" gd="Je prends le métro et vais voir le marché central, un grand marché couvert près de la rivière …." hd="I take the subway and go see the central market, a large covered market near the river .... " title="">I take the subway, it coasts 620 pesos (6,20 kr or 80 cents of €) and go to see the central market, a large covered market near the river .... </span><span closure_uid_3066n="70" gd="Mais d'abord je passe la Plaza de Armas, la grande place centrale." hd="But first I pass the Plaza de Armas, the central square. " title="">But first I pass the Plaza de Armas, the central square. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="71" gd="Et là de la musique et du mouvement: Une sportive entraine la foule à faire de la gymnastique." hd="And then the music and movement: A sport leads the crowd to do gymnastics. " title="">And there is music and movement: A sporty lady leads the crowd to do gymnastics. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="72" gd="C'est une campagne pour que les gens bougent plus, donc musique et aérobic." hd="It is a campaign to get people moving more, so music and aerobics.
" title="">It is a campaign to get people moving more, so music and aerobics are used.</span><span closure_uid_3066n="73" gd="Au marché, beaucoup de poissons." hd="Market, many fish. " title="">Market, many fish. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="74" gd="Santiago est à 100 -120 km de la mer, le poisson est frais et abondant." hd="Santiago is 100 -120 km from the sea, the fish is fresh and plentiful. " title="">Santiago is 100 -120 km from the sea, the fish is fresh and plentiful. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="75" gd="Puis je vais voir la rivière." hd="Then I'll see river. " title="">Then I'll see river. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="76" gd="Ce n'est pas la Seine, plutôt un torrent rapide et tout marron." hd="This is not the Seine, a river rather quickly and all brown. " title="">This is not the Seine, a river running rather quickly and all brown. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="77" gd="Près de la rivière, je vois un imposant bâtiment." hd="Near the river, I see an imposing building. " title="">Near the river, I see an imposing building. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="78" gd="Je ne sais pas ce que c’est." hd="I do not know what it is. " title="">I do not know what it is. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="79" gd="Je vais voir et c'est une ancienne gare, désaffectée et qui est maintenant un Centre Culturel." hd="I'll see and is a former railway station, disused and is now a cultural center. " title="">I go and see and is a former railway station, disused and it is now a cultural center. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="80" gd="Très belle gare." hd="Very nice station. " title="">Very nice station. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="81" gd="Quel dommage qu’elle soit désaffectée." hd="What a pity it is decommissioned. " title="">What a pity it is decommissioned. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="82" gd="En bonne fille de cheminot, pour moi une gare doit être une gare." hd="In good girl railroad, a station for me to be a station.
" title="">As good daughter of my father, a rail station for me has to have trains.</span><span closure_uid_3066n="83" gd="Jens doit rentrer vers midi." hd="Jens should return around noon. " title="">Jens returns at noon. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="84" gd="On devait laisser la chambre à midi mais on a eu 2 h de plus." hd="We had to leave the room at midday but we had 2 hours more. " title="">We had to leave the room at by midday but we asked for two hours more and got them. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="85" gd="Je reprends le métro et rentre." hd="I take the subway and go home. " title="">I take the subway and go home. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="86" gd="Lui rentre aussi et nous repartons ensemble pour aller déjeuner." hd="He also falls and we leave together for lunch. " title=""><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>We leave together for lunch. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="87" gd="Dans notre rue, Avenida República, une ancienne belle villa n'est pas transformée en université mais en restaurant." hd="In our street, Avenida República, an old villa is transformed into a university but not in restaurant. " title="">In our street, Avenida República, an old villa is transformed not into a university but in a restaurant. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="88" gd="On a très peu de pesos et on voudrait éviter d'en tirer encore." hd="It has very few pesos and we want to avoid drawing yet. " title="">We have very few pesos and we want to avoid to take out more. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="89" gd="Mais là, pas de problème." hd="But here, no problem. " title="">But here, no problem. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="90" gd="On mange un vrai repas pour 2500 pesos par personne (25 kr ou 3 €)!" hd="We eat a proper meal for 2500 pesos per person (25 kr or 3 €)! " title="">We eat a proper meal for 2500 pesos per person (25 kr or 3 €)! </span><span closure_uid_3066n="91" gd="Une salade, un plat et un dessert." hd="A salad, main course and dessert. " title="">A salad, main course and dessert. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="92" gd="Tous les autres clients sont des gens qui travaillent dans le quartier." hd="All other customers are people who work in the neighborhood. " title="">All other customers are people who work in the neighborhood. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="93" gd="On est ravi." hd="We are delighted. " title="">We are delighted. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="94" gd="On garde juste assez d'argent pour le taxi et on donne tout le reste comme pourboire au garçon." hd="We keep just enough money for taxi and we give all the rest as a tip to the waiter.
" title="">We keep just enough money for the taxi and we give all the rest as a tip to the waiter.</span><span closure_uid_3066n="95" gd="On refait les bagages, le taxi arrive et il nous conduit à bonne allure à l'aéroport." hd="How to sell luggage, the taxi arrives and leads us to look good at the airport.
" title="">We make our luggage, the taxi arrives and takes us to the airport at good speed.</span><span closure_uid_3066n="96" gd="Comme le billet de Jens avait été annulé il en a eu un nouveau mais cela veut dire qu'on n'est pas ensemble." hd="Jens as the greenback was canceled it was new but it means we are not together. " title="">As Jens’ ticket was made again after it was canceled, it means we are not together in the plane. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="97" gd="On voyage en célibataire." hd="We travel single.
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<span style="background: #e6ecf9;"></span><span closure_uid_3066n="98" gd="A 19 h 45 on s'envole avec Air Canada pour Toronto." hd="At 19 h 45 we fly with Air Canada to Toronto. " title="">At 19 h 45 we fly with Air Canada to Toronto. </span></span><span closure_uid_3066n="99" gd="L’avion est plein comme un œuf." hd="The plane is full as an egg. " title="">The plane is full as an egg. </span><span closure_uid_3066n="100" gd="On entend de l'espagnol, de l'anglais et un peu de français, nous!" hd="We hear Spanish, English and some French, us!" title="">We hear Spanish, English and some French, us!</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Une satue vivante</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A living statue</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-10639518423510084372011-04-05T12:13:00.000-07:002011-04-06T12:26:47.496-07:00Mardi/ Tuesday 05.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Jens va travailler aujourd’hui aussi. Il part à 8 h. Je pars plus tard vers 10 h. Silvia m’a téléphoné, on se donne rendez-vous à l’hôtel à 1 h. Elle est occupée plus tôt. Je vais à pied au centre et vais visiter le Musée Historique. Visite intéressante, le passé colonial est présenté et la période moderne qui s’arrête en 1973 avec le coup d’état militaire de Pinochet. Après: rien.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je rentre en métro. C’est le même système de billet qu’à Paris. Et la ligne que je prends est directe, pas de changement. Le métro est impeccable, rapide, propre et à cette heure pas trop bondé.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">J’aime bien me balader dans une ville étrangère, me mêler à la foule, faire semblant d’être « locale » et en même temps observer.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A une heure Silvia vient me chercher en voiture. Nous allons déjeuner dans un petit restaurant dans une partie neuve et moderne de la ville, à l’est. Nous prenons une quiche et une salade et comme boisson des jus de fruit. Je prends un jus de chirimoya, un fruit qui poussait aussi à Almuñecar en Espagne. Puis nous repartons et allons à un marché d’artisanat dans le quartier Dominicos. Des artisans et artistes produisent et vendent objets en bois, verre, laine, céramique, argent etc. C’est calme en semaine et agréable. On peut même acheter des petits animaux, chiots, poussins … Dans une grande volière colombes, perroquets et poules cohabitent.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Pour rentrer nous nous perdons bien. Et c’est grand Santiago. Mon aide se borne à lire le nom des rues aux croisements. Après une visite involontaire de la partie est de la ville et des tours et détours dans les beaux quartiers, Silvia se retrouve et me ramène à l’hôtel. Nous sommes fatiguées toutes les deux et nous avons 3 h pour nous reposer. A 8 h nous allons diner ensemble tous les quatre.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Carlos et Silvia viennent nous chercher et nous repartons. Je demande à Carlos où on va et il me répond : « Al otro sitio », ce qui veut dire « à l’autre place ». Bon, je ne comprends pas très bien, mais on verra. Et nous arrivons « Al otro sitio », c’est le nom d’un restaurant péruvien! Très bon diner de poisson. Jens et moi nous prenons un ceviche, ce plat de poisson cru mais confit dans du jus de citron. Très bon. Et en apéritif un pisco sour péruvien. Cela rappellera de bons souvenirs à Catherine et Rolande.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Adieux à Carlos et Silvia, nos bons amis chiliens.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Et au lit.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Jens is going to work today too. He leaves at 8 am. I leave later at around 10 am. Silvia called me this morning, we’ll meet at the hotel at 1 pm She is busy earlier. I walk to the center and I go and visit the Historical Museum. Interesting visit, the colonial past is presented and the modern period too but it stops <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>in 1973 with the military coup of Pinochet. After that: nothing.<br />
I take the metro to come back. It's the same ticket system as in Paris. And the line I take is direct, no change. The subway is clean, fast, and not too crowded this time.<br />
I like walking around in a foreign city, to mingle with the crowd, pretending to be "local" and at the same time observing.<br />
At one o’clock Silvia picks me in the car. We have lunch in a small restaurant in a new and modern part, east of the town. We take a quiche and a salad and drink a fruit juice. I take a cherimoya juice, a fruit that grew too in Almuñecar in Spain. Then we leave and go to a craft market in the district Dominicos. Craftsmen and artists produce and sell wooden objects, glass, wool, ceramics, silver etc. It's quiet and pleasant during the week. One can even buy small animals, puppies, chicks ... In a large voliere pigeons, parrots and chickens coexist.<br />
To come back, we get lost. And Santiago is a big city. My aid is limited to read the street names at intersections. After an involuntary visit to the eastern part of the city and many twists and turns in the best areas, Silvia finds her way again and takes me back to the hotel. We are both tired and we have 3 hours to rest. At 8 pm we'll dine together all four.<br />
<span style="background: #e6ecf9;">Carlos and Silvia pick us up and we leave. </span>I ask where we are going and <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Carlos replies: "Al otro sitio", which means "to the oher place." Well, I do not quite understand, but we'll see. And we get "Al otro sitio": It is the name of a Peruvian restaurant! Very good fish dinner. Jens and I take a ceviche, the dish of raw fish “cooked” in lemon juice. Very good. And drink a peruvian pisco sour. This will bring back good memories to Catherine and Roland.<br />
Farewell to Carlos and Silvia, our Chilean friends.<br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-56048799867646600132011-04-04T14:35:00.000-07:002011-04-05T15:05:17.150-07:00Lundi/ Monday 04.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Réveil à 7 h 30. Dans la rue de nombreux étudiants passent pour aller aux universités qui sont dans notre rue. Petit-déjeuner, plus varié qu’à San Juan, puis Jens part travailler. Il a 8 pâtés de maison à faire, tout droit.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je pars vers 10 h vers le centre. Je marche le long de l’avenue Bernardo O’Higgins vers l’Est. A un moment j’entends du bruit: Une manifestation s’approche. Ce sont des étudiants qui protestent contre le coût des universités. Les publiques sont payantes et les privées encore plus. La manifestation est bien pacifique mais il y de nombreux « carabiñeros » armés et qui paraissent un peu nerveux. Ils ont même un car blindé aux fenêtres protégées par des grilles.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Santiago est une très grande ville avec 7 millions d’habitants. Elle apparait comme une ville moderne et dynamique.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je vais voir La Moneda, le palais présidentiel (où Allende est mort en 1973), la cathédrale et je veux aller au Musée Historique mais il est fermé le lundi. Je vais visiter un Centre Culturel où une exposition intitulée « Arte en América » a lieu. Beau centre, souterrain, devant La Moneda. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Puis je vais déjeuner dans un restaurant chinois où je prends un plat de poulet au riz et aux légumes plus une bière pour 4000 pesos (40 kr ou 5 €). C’est si copieux que je ne peux pas finir.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Retour à l’hôtel, fatiguée. Je lis le journal « Tercera », me repose et écris.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Jens rentre vers 5 h 30. Il se repose un peu et nous allons faire une promenade. Nous repérons un restaurant de l’autre côté de O’Higgins. A 8 h, Carlos et Silvia viennent nous chercher pour aller diner ensemble. Nous proposons le restaurant « Ostras Azocar », celui que nous avons trouvé. Ils sont d’accord. Nous repartons en voiture et Silvia, qui conduit, essaye de traverser O’Higgins, ce qui est apparemment interdit. Toutes les autres voitures tournent à droite en venant de notre rue, et nous nous traversons et tournons à gauche. Il faut couper la file de taxis, bus et voitures qui arrivent vite! Les gens klaxonnent, font appel de phare, mais enfin on y arrive. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Carlos est un Chilien qui a habité plus de 20 ans à Bergen. Il a émigré après le putsch de Pinochet. Il a travaillé avec Jens à l’université de Bergen. Puis il est revenu au Chili en 2001. Silvia est sa compagne. Nous passons une excellente soirée. Bon restaurant d’huitres et poissons. Quand Håkon, le prince norvégien, est venu en visite au Chili, Carlos, qui a la double nationalité, a été invité. Nous rentrons à pied à 11 h. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We wake up at 7 am 30. In the street many students walk to go to the universities which are on our street. Breakfast, more varied than in San Juan, Jens then goes to work. He has 8 blocks to go.<br />
I leave at around 10 am to go to the center. I walk along the Bernardo O'Higgins Avenue to the east. At one point I heard noises: A manifestation is approaching. These are students who are protesting against the cost of universities. The public are not free and private are even more expensive. The demonstration is peaceful but there are many "Carabineros" with weapons and who seem a little bit nervous. They even have a shielded bus, with the windows protected by grilles.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">Santiago is a very big city, 7 millions people live here. It looks very modern and dynamic.<br />
I visit La Moneda, the presidential palace (where Allende died in 1973), the cathedral and I want to go to the Historical Museum but it is closed on Mondays. I visit a cultural center where an exhibition entitled "Arte en America" takes place. Beautiful center, underground, in front of La Moneda.<br />
Then I'll have lunch at a Chinese restaurant where I take a chicken dish with rice and vegetables plus a beer for 4000 pesos (40 kr or 5 €). The serving is so generous that I can not finish.<br />
Back at the hotel, tired. I read the newspaper "La Tercera" I rest and write.<br />
Jens returned around 5.30 pm. He rests a bit and we go for a walk. We find a restaurant on the other side of O'Higgins. At 8 pm, Carlos and Silvia came to take us to dinner. We suggest the restaurant Ostras Azocar, the one we found. They agree. We leave by car and Silvia, who is driving attempts to cross O'Higgins, this is apparently prohibited. All other cars to turn right coming from our street and we go through and turn left. We must cut the line of taxis, buses and cars coming at good speed! People honk, are flashing their lights, but it finally we manage to drive across.<br />
Carlos is a Chilean who has lived more than 20 years in Bergen. He emigrated after the Pinochet coup. He worked with Jens at the University of Bergen. Then he returned to Chile in 2001. Silvia is his parner. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">We spent a wonderful evening. </span>Good company and good food, oysters and fish. When Haakon, the Norwegian prince, came to visit in Chile, Carlos, who has dual nationality, was invited. We go home, walking, at <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>11 pm.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Fin du repas</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">End of the meal</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-46068729035291926832011-04-03T13:37:00.000-07:002011-04-04T14:00:25.047-07:00Dimanche/ Sunday 03.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous faisons les bagages. C’est tout un art d’empaqueter tant de choses dans un sac à dos qui peut passer comme bagage de cabine. On y arrive. Rodolfo et Olga viennent nous chercher à 11 h. Adieu au personnel de l’hôtel. Et adieu à Rodolfo et Olga. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous prenons le bus à 11 h 30. Beau bus très confortable. On nous sert même un café et un « alfajor ». J’avais vu ce mot pendant notre voyage entre Córdoba et San Juan, il y avait de la réclame pour les « alfajores » le long de la route. J’ai cherché sur internet et j’ai trouvé et même maintenant goûté: Ce sont des biscuits rond fourrés. Ceux que nous avons mangés étaient fourrés au « dulce de leche », cet espèce de lait superconcentré dont les Argentins raffolent. C’était très bon. A côté de nous, dans le bus, un homme lisait de la musique comme nous nous lisons le journal. Bon voyage de 2 h. Jens avait demandé au chauffeur s’il pouvait nous arrêter à l’aéroport, la route passe juste devant. Pas de problème.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous arrivons à l’aéroport de Mendoza à 14 h. Nous avons des billets pour l’avion de 17 h 30 mais un avion part pour Santiago à 15 h 10. Moi je ne suis pas chaude pour changer, la dernière fois tout le billet de Jens avait été annulé. Mais on le fait quand même et à 15 h 10 nous nous envolons pour Santiago. Pas de problème avec nos passeports où nous avons un tampon de sortie annulé. On ne nous demande même pas le document que les douaniers avaient pour expliquer cette annulation.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Arrivée à Santiago après 35 mn de vol, mais quel vol! Nous passons au dessus des Andes. Malheureusement nous sommes du mauvais côté et ne voyons pas l’Aconcagua (6962 m). Mais on voit de hauts sommets enneigés. Beau temps, 25-26 ° à Santiago. Taxi jusqu’à l’hôtel, le même où nous étions en novembre 2009. On a cette fois une chambre sur la rue. C’est Avenida Republica et à 50 m cette avenue croise Avenida Bernardo O’Higgins, une des grandes artères de la ville. Ce O’Higgins était un Libertador lui aussi et un copain du Libertador Martin, l’Argentin. On va se balader dans le quartier. C’est un quartier d’étudiants. Tout le long de cette avenue les belles grandes villas anciennes ont été transformées en universités privées. Aujourd’hui dimanche c’est mort, pas grand monde. On achète deux bananes, des cacahouètes et une bouteille d’eau. Puis un peu de travail pour Jens et blog pour moi. A 9 h, on a un petit creux. Tout est fermé dans le quartier. Juste en face de l’hôtel … un Macdonalds est ouvert. Eh oui, j’avoue, nous allons au Macdonalds! Les hamburgers y sont beaucoup moins bons que ceux servis à San Juan.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">A 10 h 30 on se couche, bien fatigué.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">We pack our luggage. It's an art to pack so much in a backpack that can pass as hand luggage. But we manage. Rodolfo and Olga pick us up at 11 o’clock am Farewell to the hotel staff. And farewell to Rodolfo and Olga.<br />
We take the bus at 11 30 am. Nice bus, very comfortable. They even give us a coffee and a “alfajor”. I had seen that word during our trip between Córdoba and San Juan, there were publicity for the locals "alfajores" along the road. I searched the internet and I found it and now even tasted it: These are round cookies with filling. The ones we ate were stuffed with “dulce de leche ", this kind of cooked milk which is superconcentrate and that Argentineans adore. It was very good. Beside us, on the bus, a man was reading music as we read the newspaper. Good trip of 2 hours. Jens had asked the driver if he could stop at the airport, the road passes right by. No problem.<br />
We arrive at the airport in Mendoza <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>at 2.00 pm. We have tickets for the plane at 5.30 pm but there is a plane leaving for Santiago at 3.10 pm. I'm not very keen to change our tickets, the last time Jens’entire trip had been canceled. But we do it anyway and at 3.10 pm we fly to Santiago. No problem with our passports where we have an exit stamp canceled. They do not even require the document that the custom officer made to explain the cancellation.<br />
We arrive in Santiago after 35 minutes of flight, but what a flight! We pass over the Andes. Unfortunately we're on the wrong side and we did not see the Aconcagua (6962 m). But we see snow-capped peaks. Beautiful weather, in Santiago, 25-26 degrees. Taxi to the hotel, the same one where we stayed in November 2009. This time we have a room on the street. It is on the Avenida Republica and at 50 m there is an <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>intersection with Avenida Bernardo O'Higgins, one of the major arteries of the city. This O'Higgins was a Libertador and also a friend of <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>Libertador Martin, the Argentinean one. We go for a walk through the neighborhood. This is a student neighborhood. All along this street, beautiful large old villas are converted into private universities. Today is Sunday and very quiet. We buy two bananas, peanuts and a bottle of water. Then a bit of work to Jens and blog for me. At 9 pm, we are a bit hungry. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">Everything is closed in the neighborhood. </span>Just opposite the hotel ... a Macdonalds is open. Yes, I admit it, we're going to Macdonalds! <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>By the way their burgers are not as good as those served in San Juan.<br />
At 10 30 pm we go to bed, very tired.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Corbeille du dimanche</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Sunday basket</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">C'est la dernière corbeille</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">It is the last basket.</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-42068250026167711502011-04-02T16:06:00.000-07:002011-04-03T16:30:02.820-07:00Samedi/ Saturday/ Sábado 02.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Blog en trois langues aujourd’hui: Français, Anglais, Espagnol.</span></div><br />
<span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Grand branle bas de combat aujourd’hui. Jens va acheter du bois, les boissons, de la glace. Je commence mes vinaigrettes assez tôt. Puis Jens démarre le feu et prépare viande et poisson. La jeune femme qui sert le petit-déjeuner nous donne la vaisselle, des plats, et des serviettes en papier. Les invités arrivent vers une heure. On prend d’abord des cubes de fromage avec des petites galettes salées. Jens s’active au grill. Très bonne ambiance, bonne nourriture. Les deux filles de Marcelo et Fabiana se baignent. Marcelo P. n’a pas pu venir mais Maria Teresa, sa femme est là. Irene et Olga ont apporté des gâteaux pour le dessert. Il fait beau mais pas trop chaud et nous passons tous un très bon moment. Mario A., Ines et Horacio, Marcelo M et Fabiana (avec leurs deux filles), Rodolfo et Olga, Irene, Maria Teresa, Gerardo, Luis et sa femme sont là. C’est très sympathique mais aussi un peu triste parce que l’on sait que demain c’est le départ.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous terminons par café, brandy, liqueur de menthe et cigares. A six heures la fête est finie. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Jens et moi restons 10 minutes à nous reposer et ensuite nous nous mettons à ranger tout. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Une belle et bonne « despedida », nous avons le sentiment de quitter de vrais amis.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Pas de diner. Mais le dernier café à la station service.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN;">A big day <span class="hps">today</span>. <span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">buys</span> <span class="hps">wood</span>, <span class="hps">beverages and ice</span>. <span class="hps">I</span> <span class="hps">start</span> <span class="hps">my</span> <span class="hps">salads</span> <span class="hps">early</span>. <span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">then</span> <span class="hps">starts</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">fire</span> <span class="hps">and </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span>prepares <span class="hps">the</span> fish and the meat. <span class="hps">The</span> <span class="hps">young</span> <span class="hps">woman</span> <span class="hps">serving</span> <span class="hps">breakfast</span> <span class="hps">gives us</span> <span class="hps">the dishes</span>, plates, <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">paper towels</span>. <span class="hps">Guests</span> <span class="hps">arrive</span> at about one o’clock<span class="hps">.</span> We <span class="hps">first take</span> <span class="hps">cheese cubes</span> <span class="hps">with</span> <span class="hps">small</span> biscuits. <span class="hps">Jens</span> is the <span class="hps">grill master</span>. <span class="hps">Very</span> <span class="hps">good</span> <span class="hps">atmosphere</span> and <span class="hps">good</span> <span class="hps">food.</span> Marcelo’s and Fabiana’s girls swim in the swimming pool. <span class="hps">Marcelo</span> <span class="hps">P.</span> <span class="hps">could not</span> <span class="hps">come</span> <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">Maria</span> <span class="hps">Teresa</span>, his <span class="hps">wife</span> <span class="hps">is there</span>. <span class="hps">Irene</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Olga</span> <span class="hps">have</span> <span class="hps">made</span> <span class="hps">cakes</span> <span class="hps">for dessert</span>. <span class="hps">It</span>'s nice weather <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">not</span> <span class="hps">too</span> <span class="hps">hot</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">we</span> <span class="hps">all spend</span> <span class="hps">a great</span> <span class="hps">time</span>. <span class="hps">Mario</span> <span class="hps">A.</span>, <span class="hps">Ines</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Horacio,</span> <span class="hps">Marcelo</span> <span class="hps">M</span> and <span class="hps">Fabiana</span> <span class="hps">(with</span> <span class="hps">their</span> <span class="hps">two</span> <span class="hps">daughters</span>), <span class="hps">Rodolfo</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">Olga</span>, <span class="hps">Irene</span>, <span class="hps">Maria</span> <span class="hps">Teresa</span>, Gerardo, <span class="hps">Luis</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">his</span> <span class="hps">wife</span> <span class="hps">are there</span>. <span class="hps">It's</span> <span class="hps">very</span> <span class="hps">nice</span> <span class="hps">but</span> <span class="hps">also a</span> <span class="hps">little</span> <span class="hps">sad</span> <span class="hps">because</span> <span class="hps">we know</span> <span class="hps">that</span> <span class="hps">tomorrow we are leaving</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">We conclude</span> <span class="hps">with</span> <span class="hps">coffee</span>, <span class="hps">brandy</span>, <span class="hps">mint liqueur</span> <span class="hps">and cigars</span>. <span class="hps">At</span> <span class="hps">six o'clock</span> <span class="hps">the party is</span> <span class="hps">over</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">Jens</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">I stayed</span> <span class="hps">10 minutes</span> <span class="hps">to</span> <span class="hps">rest</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">then</span> <span class="hps">we start</span> <span class="hps">to</span> clean <span class="hps">everything</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">A beautiful</span> <span class="hps">and</span> <span class="hps">good</span> <span class="hpsatn">"</span>despedida", <span class="hps">we</span> <span class="hps">feel that</span> we leave <span class="hps">true</span> <span class="hps">friends</span>.<br />
<span class="hps">No</span> <span class="hps">dinner</span>. <span class="hps">But</span> <span class="hps">last</span> <span class="hps">coffee</span> <span class="hps">at</span> <span class="hps">the</span> <span class="hps">gas station</span>.</span><span style="color: #888888; font-size: 10pt;"></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
</div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="ES" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: ES;">Ahora unas líneas en Castellano para los amigos de San Juan.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="ES" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: ES;">Este mes en su hermosa ciudad fue un mes especial. Especial para el INPRES primero. El “Vikingo” vinó y cambió muchas cosas. El puede decir, casi como Julio Cesar: “Veni, vidi y cambi!” Especial también para él. El piensa que es muy interesante trabajar aquí. El se siente bien entre los compañeros de trabajo. Y por fin especial para mí. Visité San Juan del norte al sur, del oeste al este con la bici. Lo que más me encanta es ver la gente vivir, hacer fotos y … encontrar basureros.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="ES" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: ES;">Ahora nos vamos. San Juan va a pasar al estado de excelentes recuerdos. Tuvimos buena suerte con todo, los amigos, el tiempo, el hotel, la comida. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="ES" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: ES;">Yo leí una vez en un guía sobre Argentina que lo mejor de este país es su pueblo. Esto sí es cierto.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="ES" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: ES;">Hasta luego y que le vaya muy bien a todos, amigos.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="ES" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: ES;">Y, la última palabra es “¡Viva SEISAN!” <span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span><span style="mso-spacerun: yes;"> </span></span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div>Jeannettehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/13770238907693431043noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6928823263664313919.post-39813021632804194202011-04-01T16:59:00.000-07:002011-04-02T17:30:00.971-07:00Vendredi/ Friday 01.04.2011<div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Première sortie, en vélo bien sûr: Aller voir à la salle de concert s’il y a un concert ce soir et à quelle heure. Oui, il y en a bien un à 9 h 30. Bon</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Puis, équipée d’un grand sac à dos je pars à Libertad. J’achète (et maintenant je peux le dire, vu que nos invités ont déjà mangé et sont repartis) du foie, du bacon, des côtes d’agneau et des tranches de saumon. Ce sera cela l’asado noruego. Des petits morceaux de foie enroulés dans du bacon, c’est bon. Mon sac à dos est lourd quand je ressors du magasin. Ensuite je vais déposer mon chargement à l’hôtel et repars. J’achète des boites de lentilles au petit supermarché du coin, elles seront préparées avec une vinaigrette. Et enfin, à la fruiterie, J’achète des tomates et des avocats qui seront eux aussi à la vinaigrette, et des carottes qui seront râpées avec de l’huile d’olive et du citron. Voilà notre menu. Demain il restera à acheter du bois, les boissons, du fromage et le pain.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Nous dinons de bonne heure et nous allons au concert. Rodolfo nous a procuré des billets. Beaucoup de monde, la salle est pleine. Une minute de silence est observée, avant que le concert commence, à la mémoire des victimes de la guerre des Malvinas. Une jeune violoniste de 18 ans est impressionnante. Puis, petite pause et un peu de remue-ménage sur la scène. Les musiciens se poussent, puis jouent un tango. Un couple vient danser, et à ma grande surprise et joie, je reconnais le couple qui avait dansé le tango au diner de fin de cours en novembre 2009. Le même couple que je regarde parfois sur la vidéo, en Norvège. Je suis ravie. Et ils dansent vraiment bien. </span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="FR" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: FR;">Je fais des photos des boutiques proches et des personnes qui y travaillent. Les gens sont d’accord. J’explique que c’est pour avoir des souvenirs parce que nous partons dimanche. Ils me demandent d’où je suis. La marchande de fruits et légumes me donne un cadeau: Des pâtes de fruit de coings. Le coing est beaucoup utilisé ici, en confiture, en dessert et en pâte de fruit.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><span lang="EN-US" style="color: black; mso-ansi-language: EN-US;">First tour, by bike of course: To go to see at the concert hall if there is a concert tonight and at what time. Yes, there is indeed a 9.30pm. Good.<br />
Then, with a large backpack I go to Libertad. I buy (and now I can say it, given that our guests have already eaten and left) liver, bacon, lamb chops and slices of salmon. <span style="background: #e6ecf9;">That will be the asado noruego. </span>Small pieces of liver wrapped in bacon, that is good. My backpack is heavy when I come out of the store. Then I drop my load at the hotel. I buy boxes of lentils in the small local supermarket at the corner, they will be prepared with a vinaigrette. And finally, at the fruit store, I buy tomatoes and avocados which will also be in vinaigrette, and carrots to be grated with olive oil and lemon. This is our menu. Tomorrow we will buy wood, beverages, cheese and bread.<br />
We dine early, and we go to the concert. Rodolfo gave us tickets. Many people, the room is full. A minute's silence is observed before the concert begins, in memory of the victims of the war of the Malvinas. A young violinist of 18 years, a girl, is impressive. Then break and a little commotion on the stage. The musicians move to make an open place on stage and play a tango. A couple comes in, and to my surprise and joy, I recognize the couple who danced the tango at the dinner in November 2009. The same couple that I sometimes watch on video, in Norway. I am delighted. And they dance really well.<br />
I make pictures of the shops close by and of the people who work there. The people agree. I explain that it is to have memories of San Juan because we leave on Sunday. They ask me where I am from. The lady in the fruit and vegetables shop gives me a gift: a sweet of quince. Quince is used a lot here, in jams, desserts and sweets.</span></div><div class="MsoNormal" style="margin: 0cm 0cm 0pt; vertical-align: top;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">La marchande de fruits et légumes</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The lady in the fruit and vegetables shop</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">La boulangerie</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The bakery</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">La dame du petit-déjeuner</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The breakfast lady</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Le jardinier</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The gardener</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A la réception</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">At the reception</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">A la réception</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">At the reception</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">L'orchestre</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">The orchester</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Corbeille</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;">Basket</div><div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"><br />
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