For those who don t know, I am currently living in Dublin, capital of Ireland sorry of the Republic of Ireland (South only). And i m sure some of u know how much I 'love' this city, where we have 4 seasons in a day well lets say 3 usually the summer is missing.


Last sunday for instance, it was snowing in the morning, rainy then more or less sunny in the afternoon! U need 3 outfits per day :P



Anyway the reason why i m talking about Dublin it s because somehow i consider myself lucky, cause last week I could have die.... It was the morning, I got a mail at work in my inbox from a friend '42A goes cabrio', i was wondering what the hell he was talking about, I was guessing by the name of the title that he was referring to a bus since bus have that type of numbers. In the mail he simply sent us this LINK from rte and I quote:

Here the pics:



Now why am I talking about it, it s because I always well lets say 99% of the time specially when I am alone sitting on the top floor, first row, y? because being on the bus is boring and I want to have a better overview by sitting on the front or also i m sick in public transportation if i don t see the road when bus driver is driving. Anyway, I could have been there... lucky me I was not which confort me in a way that there is a good reason to pay a higher rent and live only 3 min walking from the office to avoid this type of incidents. Now, when u look at the pictures, u re thinking, how on hearth a damn tree could have destroy then entire first floor of a bus? how fragile can it be? Did they grow this tree with guiness? And why are they making double layer bus? crazy hum!

I just realized it is the 100th post of my blog, I thought I ll come with a more happy note... sadly I can't. I just came back to Ireland today and after 2 great weeks it s hard to come back... harder than expected. I don t feel i m in the right place more and more... on top of that i met some people i wish i did not...good or bad thing I did a 'poem' if we can call that one, no intend to look smart or become a poem lover cz i m not I just feel like writing this fragile badly written one:

Tomorrow i m working, so lets focus on preparing the paper for my visa to India, :) 54 days to go... 54!
That s all, I hope u guys have a great week ahead... finishing this post with a french song that I keep listening listening and listening (well he s speaking french, spanish and english in that song :) it s call Liberta i recommend u to listen to it:

That s me with my new haircut btw :P
Anyway, this week, I went to still south of France but east, even though I moved 21 times in 28 years, some members of my family haven t move. I arrived on monday at my grandma s and unfortunately until the end of the year we had the... flood, of course everybody joked about it, telling me ' u brought us the irish climate ;( ' bunch of mean people! So, i could not do much the first days except clicking animals, i dunno i love animals so I got the chance to click some of them:

Vicky the cute doggee of the neighbour, I heard she likes to pose for the photograph, I must say she s doing it pretty good :D

Julie, my grandma s cat:)

Tigrou, the neighbour s cat, such a cute and soft cat.

Fusain, my aunt s cat :)

Some random dogs in the street, notice the leather jacket, doggeee fashion style, u don t see it but he is actually wearing a pink reabbon on top to maintain some extra hair, while the one behind is showing is tongue :P
Sometimes I also take babies like the neighbours, and she is darn cute:

On the last day of 2008, I went to my aunt s house to celebrate the new year s coming. During the afternoon while her best friend was cooking yummy stuff for the evening, I colored my aun t s hair. Why i m sure u re wondering I mentionned that, well it s simple, i can t really say i m proud of many things in my life, but for sure i m proud of one thing, I am the first person that ever colored my aunt s hair in 47 years!!!!
My aunt is not the kind of girly girly and i managed to make her change her mind and switch from a grey hair to her former brunette style, since then (it was a year ago) she started wearing make up, rings and made some highlights!!!!
I know, so that day she was in big need of a new hair color since her previous color well vanished and she looked more like Sonia Rikyel (fashion designer)!!! so I only put a pic of her AFTER the color not before, I don t want her to kill me!

I celebrated with great food the new year and funny story, if u never tried i recommend u to do it, have u ever play arrow-words drunk? No? What a shame! It is fantastic!

I did my first arrow-words at midnite after wine and champaign not only my brain was on speed but for sure my aunt s guests were thrilled to have me there since how much they laugh!
Anyway, I m not gonna through the good resolutions of the year since 99% of the time I don t reach them, I only gonna put what I would like to happen and then hope it will:
- loose weight (this is somehow recurrent each year)


- go to India (lets say in March :)
- find a great job in south of france
- move out this year (preferably before summer :P)
- why not find someone (not that i m desperately looking for it, i d rather move first)
- win the lottery (well what the heck y not)
- NB: buy a lottery ticket (that might help :P)

On friday I went to eat in a spanish restaurant with my grandma:

and my god i was so full that i could not even eat a desert, I got meat 'a la plancha' served on top of slate one word DE-LI-CIOUS.


Of course I haven t mention all the great plates my grandma did but trust I had a special yummy diet and that s not gonna help my first 'resolution'!

Now, today I went to la Grande Motte, which is a special place for me, my grandma bought when i was 1 year a flat in this city which is very original by its weird architecture but i love it.


I spent all my summer, learn to swim, my first teenager holidays and first love here so this is a special place for me.
There is a port:


giant beach where i used to go twice a year to get rid of the negative feelings and it feels GREAT


today I was happy to be there and of course I took some pics :P Hope u ll enjoy them as much as I enjoyed taking them :P

A seagal ready to fly, I m so glad I got this shot, click on it to have it bigger:


Black and White sunset in front of the beach



Sepia sunset



It has my AGE, I used to play there when I was a kid, I can t believe it is still here!!!!!!



The sand with the building of La Grand Motte as a background

A little bird not that shy :P


My yatch well in my dream ...Well, that s it for my 2 weeks trip in France, I packed my bag and of course with all the food I brought back i have 5 extra kilos to carry so 50 euros to pay to mean Ryanair! Anyway, I ll be back to Ireland tomorrow ;( but the only thing that make me happy to go back it s because next week i ll go to the Indian ambassy to do my visa for my future trip to come :D
Take care People

No no, don t cry I m not living YET the blogville even if my blogroll is getting more and more dry but tomorrow I will celebrate my 21st move, I promised myself the next time i ll moved it will be outside Ireland... well not this time ;( sadly I will move 1km from my actual place. I was 5 minutes walking away from the Office I will be now only 2 min away from the Office, not that I m a workaholic nooo remember i m French and i am missing terribly the 35 hours/week of work but i m moving for several reasons among them here the main ones:

- i m actually living in an igloo, it s 9 degrees in my room, I m wearing fleece pyjamas... WAT? yes u heard me FLEECE pyjamas and fleece socks and 2 damn duvet, i was starting to think if I should buy as well gloves and a hood or balaclava! That s what the translation tool gave me and when I googled it (cz i found the name weird) it s the thing used by thief who dont want people to recognize their face!!!! So I was talking about something similar that people use to go hiking in the mountain during winter not to steal a bank! Anyway i think u got the point!


- According to the contract, I was supposed to have double glazing, yeah well i m guessing that this double gazing was made in 20th century, I have these old windows where all the air u want can come through, it s so windy that when i woke up the morning and open the curtains (yeah there is not f!@#$ shutters in that country!) there is water on the inside windows, that much that the corner of the windows start to rot!!!!! During the past 3 months I had some construction in FRONT of my house, what a pleasure to wake at 8AM on SATURDAY morning ;(

- Let say that my housemate and I were not compatible, personally I don t like to find mould in the pan with some food that at some stage let say 2 weeks is barely recognizable nor having somebody starting most of her speech by 'I forgot...'!
And for the fantastic price of .... drum roll...850Euros/month (54 000 Rs it sounds even more in Rs ;)!!!! Bills not included of course!

So today, I went with my new flatmate to pick up the keys of our new flat because the real estate agent did not want to move his @ss to bring us the keys. So we took the cab, arrived at their agency, wait for him cz he did not prepare the set of keys earlier and finally told us that ' I think there is one key missing but i m not sure' 'Oh really u @sshole' well I did not say that word but trust me it was in my mind the all time I talked to him.
So we went to our flat, and guess what... indeed, the key of the entry door was missing, not the key of the door of the flat, no we could not even access the flat! So i came back in the office and I must say that I was pretty tensed! I called him and u know what this ... said ?
'the landlord will drop u the key ...at some point today' notice the 'at some point!' like he gives a shit about it... 'in that time if u wanna access it right away u can go at the entry door ...' wait for it... i thought i had a stroke.... ' wait for somebody to enter or get out, and go inside cause there is an other full set of keys in the flat' ... 'at some point' SERIOUSLY... do you really think I have NOTHING else to do in the middle of a workin day ... nothing? think again u dam ass!
So, by that time we got the key from the landlord who seems to have the same problem with the agency, my flatmate call back the @ss telling him he was not very professionnal, do u know what he dared to say? 'Don t disrespect me!' OMG! gladly I was not on the phone with him when he said that, otherwise I would have come expressly to his office to show him how much I m respecting him!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
It was a very hectic day, now I just came back from the Chandni my fav indian restaurant in town, i m in my room for my last night, I almost finished to pack everything which includes:
- 5 suitcases
- 7 bagpacks
- 3 big boxes
- my computers
- my roller skates
- and a dozen of bags at least!!!!


Yes, I m looking at it right now and I m thinking of my final move from Ireland, I have absolutely NO idea how I m gonna move ALL my stuff to France!!!!!!!!
That s it for now, I probably won t have internet at my new place for a week or so, my response to ur comments will be slower than usual :) but i ll be back with pics of my new place.
Bye bye old place, hello new one! U have a great weekend people!!!

This weekend, we had our 8th Festival of World s Cultures in Dun Laoghaire, in south of Dublin. This year I was volunteer to 'roam', as a photographer, to click the singers during this Festival. Most of the concerts and workshops, coming from all over the world were free ;) and outdoor ;( Why ;(, it s because on saturday we got.... again.... a damn cold rain! Please, remember that it is supposed to be 'summer'!!! Anyway, I was wearing a giant raincoat sponsorised by RTE, which looked more like a bin bag, but at least I was kind of protecting. My duties were to walk around the city and take some pics. I saw many things that day with Samba de Rua mixed with a scottish group (that I forgot the name) but the mix between the 2 so different types of music was just awesome. I also got the chance to see some Sikhs Martial Arts which was brilliant and crazy to see what the elder man can do blindfolded eyes.


We had to hit back home earlier because of Rohit, who freshly came from sunny India to rainny cold Dublin for 6 weeks was freazin cold, my feet were also in a bad shape and since I had to get back the next it was time to leave.
The next day, I was really lookin forward because of Sergent Garcia, great half french half spanish singer who was about to perform on the stage and thanks god we got a perfect sunny not too hot weather!!!!! Before that, we saw many differents workshops, or these crazy guys who disguised themselves and stand up for hours outside trying to get money for their courage (I would not do that myself, 4 hours straight without moving.... kill me now).


We finish though we a great performance by Sergent Garcia.


We went back home, tired, exhausted! Because I was a volunteer they gave me a small thingy that can mesure how many foot steps I did, and listen to this I did for sunday only, 24 578 foot steps, that s right!! I was very impressed. Today, since it was a day at work, and I m spending most of the time, my ass on a chair, I did only 1 670 foot steps ;( Anyway, overall it was a great weekend!!!!!!
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TAGGED, that s right, for the first time thanks to --xh-- I have beeeeeeeeeen tagged! So i m very proud to do my first tag ;) so --xh-- tagged me recently with a "list-5-of-ur-fav-quotes" tag. Actually i don t really have favourite quotes except 1, so I went on site to see some quotes and here the ones I selected:
1) 'homme qui rit a moitié dans son lit' which mean 'Man who laughs halfway through ur bed,' i found it funny because i m not too bad making men laugh but it does not mean they will actually managed their full way to my bed;) (the quote is valid for woman as well ;)
2)'It is better to have enough ideas for some of them to be wrong, than to be always right by having no ideas at all' and maaan I have lots of ideas ;) does not mean all of them are feasable.
3)'I like long walks, especially when they are taken by people who annoy me.' Fred allen, so true!
4)'I am not afraid of death, I just don't want to be there when it happens. ' Woody Allen, I just don t want to suffer, who want it anyway!
5)Imagination was given to man to compensate him for what he is not; a sense of humor to console him for what he is. Francis Bacon, oh man me having lots of imagination and sense of humor...dunno what to think now ;(
As usual, I am not tagging anyone, and u know why ;)

Coming France, and I know it s a pity excuse but still, in order to feel less guilty I prefer to say that is a common thing where I m from, we love to complain. This is not something bad, it is more like a hobby, and for instance this is one of my favorite hobby. Usually there is nothing outrageous, and it s more like a drama queen kind of complaint for small details. I could stop complaining but it won t be fun anymore.
I m living in Ireland, which is one of my recurrent complaint topic, including the weather ,which sucks btw, the food, I am not even gonna comment on this one, because talking gastronomy in Ireland could be resumed by 'Cuisine de France' which is for me passes all understanding... Even at work, we have free food for lunch, and usually i m eating with French people, to speak french (I m working in a team that cover 30+ languages, with people from everywhere), we will complained about the food, usually we have each day a different food recipe from different countries. When it s the day for French recipes, u can be sure that the Complaints Department is open till late. Most of the time when I complained, I m not attacking anybody in general, it s always 'them', nobody in particular, and I would not dare going to see the Chef telling that 'Potatoes Boulanger' never ever exist as a french recipe ....ever, no, cause I remember that it is free food and it s much better than my previous company.

The recent topic were the recurrent workship in front of my house by the yellow/orange men, the one wearing a flashy jacket to be sure drunk drivers will see them before actually driving on to them. Why do they have to make a freakin hole in front of my house from 8 to 11PM, actually it s the 3rd hole this week. Using crazy machine to make the most possible noise. The last 2 days, I was already in bed and was too tired to change clothes (yeah, I won t be credible talkin to them in my pyjamas...) go downstairs under the rain for what, telling them to stop, right like they re gonna listen to me. So, today, I was out, and i decided to talk to them, to see at least if I had any reasons to hate them for making wait til 11 to finally sleep. They told they have to do it the evening to avoid traffic jam during the day, which understandable, and they were actually feeling sorry for me, apologizing for disturbing me, it was quite unexpected, but I asked nicely ;) Does not mean they re not gonna come back tomorrow.

So why did I wrote this post about complaints, it s because of THE pigeon! The Evil or Stupid Pigeon, I m not too sure if they are evil or stupid. Maybe, they have a thing against me, I always have the ugliest pigeon ever coming next to me, sometimes he s missing a leg or a piece of the leg, sometimes he has the worst color ever like he s coming from the exhaust pipe of a vehicle, I dunno, without of course forgetting the most ridiculous way to walk, bouncing head from front to back, then back to front, then front to back etc etc....so for that, they really look stupid, now today on my way, I got so closed to received the bombshell from a pigeon. Usually, because I have some friends wo received some friendly pigeon s shit on their shirt, I AVOID walking to close from a small building, why? because most of time, you always have the back of the pigeon hanging out from the roof, why do they have to do that, can t they do it the other way around, it s not like they re gonna shit on their feet (when they have them) anyway? Is this some kind of vengeance, when kids scared them on the street or if they don t get food from us, by some kind of anger they will shit on our car windows, or if they doing it evil on our hair our shirts? why? So, today, I avoid it really close, still don t know how, I think I can feel the evil pigeon, I have probably some kind of radar to avoid the evil pigeon, STILL, haven t figure it out why they do it?
It s funny, how you can write a useless long post based on a pigeon. The Complaints Office is now closed, but i still invite u to complain in the comments if you feel so, sometimes, u feel better after ;)

This evening it was surprisingly sunny when I left the office today. So I decided to go for a movie, because I have lots of movies to catch up. So I took the cab, I know I m guilty but for my defense it was late and I did not want to miss the movie. After the movie, I decided to walk home. It was around 8pm and the weather was still great. Lots of people were outside. I was still wearing only a tee shirt. I walked 3.8km, that s right, might be nothing for some people but it s always a great achievement for me when i m doing it. So anyway i m screen shot my way through home. I saw many people smiling starting by me (the weather have a huge effect on me for sure) on Henry street where you have the big shops Penneys, Brown Thomas, H&M. I saw some foreigners with their tan faces, big fancy sun glasses et the Dublin map of course, taking pictures of the big stick which cost 4 millions euros, known as the Spire in the middle of o'connel street.
Then following the quay, I could smell the sea, saw some sea gals flying around and an old couple nicely dress walking side by side, till I arrived on Grand Canal Quay next to Fresh in front of the Ocean, the company's favorite bar when there is sun after TGIF on friday. The big building look a bit pinkish due to the sun going to sleep slowly ;)
Then I arrived through Barrow street where every time I m passing a big garage I can smell lemon not the kind of lemon u eat but the kind of lemon u use to wash the floor.
Then, last stop Ryan beggars bush, the pub with a terrace next to my house, it was crowded today probably because of the weather ;) Now i m home, a bit tired, especially with my ankle soared due to my fantastic fall by myself at my desk!
Positive thought: got a good news at work and a nice evening

Sometimes when my moral is down, i m thinking. Let s take a shaker for the depressing cocktail: I m 28, freakin single (wait there is a reason behind it), i m living in a country where I don t want to live, I m here for the work, though now, in the balance between work and the rest, the rest (by rest I mean : weather, food, culture....) have the tendency to reach closely the work, which is definitively not good! So I don t want to be involved in a relationship which could be potentially a long term relationship.... in Ireland, that ain't possible.
In 3 days, i will celebrate with a bottle a whiskey probably and fortunately with my best friend my 3 years spent on this 320 days/year raining island ;( sad ;(
So i m 28, single, sharing a house with a person so different than me that we barely talk to each other, i ve almost never been good sharing house with girls, easier with boys. I wish I can live by myself but the rent is so expensive in Dublin, unbelievable!!!! So I spend most of my time in my room ;( Being single was much easier before, since I had friends, lots of friends, here, have some friends at work, but they pretty much all have boyfriends/girlfriends, so of course they have better thing to do on the weekend than spending time with me.
Oh, did i mention the weather too? yeah probably but i have to mention it again, the weather sucks! badly, we are in the middle of august while it s 35 degrees where i m from, here it s raining, and there is a wind that strong, that the rain is going not down but horizontally, yeah, i bet u did not see that often! The weather affects my mood of the day badly, and when u re going to work, u arrive completely soak, the sky is so grey that u already think it s late afternoon ;( even if at work, there is lots of shiny colors, it does not do the trick after a couple of months!
If you add to this cocktail of sadness the occasional stress at work, when u are desperately seeking for advices and hope that one day u will be able to do the thing u like the most, but your hope is getting thinnest and thinnest...you get a pretty heavy alcoholic cocktail!
I m not in an heavy depression, just a small passaging depressed mood! My friend at work, told me to have one positive thought per day, and that s what i did, i took my credit card and i bought my flight to LA in October. I m going cruising with one of my best friend in Mexico, she s actually working on the ship, i m so looking forward to go there. Here is the itinerary:



I m counting the days, 72 days 72, that was my positive thought of the day. Now i m wondering, what will be my positive thought tomorrow....