dimanche 27 avril 2014

Why I don't really like Paris ?

When I say to the other that I come from France, people always believe that I'm from Paris. THIS IS NOT TRUE. Actually I don't even really like this city and I will explain why :


It’s dirty

There doesn’t seem to be one place in that city that’s remotely clean. The metro is disgusting, the RER is absolutely filthy and the city streets are just a catastrophe. I noticed that there weren’t as many trash cans as there should be. Given that the city has over 10 million residents (and that doesn’t count the tourist) you would assume that a greater effort would be placed on cleanliness.

Parisians are mean and rude

They don’t like helping you —and most will blame the amount of tourists they see each year. Not true! I’ve been to several major cities where their residents were friendly and polite. If they couldn’t help you, they politely turn you down. Parisians are always in a hurry therefore, they don’t respect any lines: not in their cars and not even in the metro.

They're always making fun about us

People living in Paris believe that they are the only "important inhabitant" from France. Of course they have all the best things we can find in France. Of course where I live we don't have all those big museums, great theater or expositions. But I travel and I thing I've the same culture than them.
They also LOVE making joke about our accent. They didn't understand that the way they speak in Paris is an accent too.

mardi 8 avril 2014

Who is the architect who created my apartment ?


No trick : This is the real high of my furniture
No trick : This is the real high of my furniture
1) Probably someone really tall, who did not like the little people.









2) Someone who was not disabled.  



You have to climb those stairs before to take the elevator
 

3) Someone who had no practical sense


 
Does someone can explain me how he designed this windows ?



4) BUT someone who loves storage! 

 
There is the same thing just in the front.

mardi 1 avril 2014

Grumpy my loyal fellow !

In my trips and adventures I'm never alone but I spend all my time with Grumpy, my fellow :).
I'm use to do it since I'm 15 years old when I went to Berlin and I take picture of him everywhere I travel.

Grumpy at the Sacré Coeur in Paris

Grumpy at the see of Belgium / Oostende
Grumpy in Berlin eating a terrible Pudding


Grumpy having fun in Disneyland Paris

Grumpy eating a tasty Poutine in Montréal

Grumpy drinking a hot chocolate in Vancouver

Grumpy and I in front of the Schossberg

Grumpy, Star of Mostar (6am that's why the bridge is empty)

Grumpy ready to go to Bruno Mars concert

Grumpy serves French wine at my Erasmus friends

Grumpy in Dubrovnic

Grumpy in Skopje

Grumpy in a little Town in Serbia