hello hello...

que dire. marie eve et moi voulions wuitter paris pour marseille, mais ce week-end s'avere etre le plus gros week-end de l'annee pour les francais, comme la st-jean pour nous. c'est la fete de l'assomtion. cest pas assez que la moitie des commerces sont fermes a paris au mois daout, et que tout est ferme les dimanches, il faut que tout le monde parte en vacances et que les prix de trains quadruplent... donc pas marseille cette semaine! on planifie autre chose au fait. on voulait partir vite parce qu'on etait ecoeurees de paris, mais on va planifier quelque chose d'un peu plus ultime. surement biarritw-pyrenees-marseille-barcelone. en tout cas quand on en discute ca revient toujours a ca.

sinon, on samuse beaucoup! on vit comme les parisiens, on sassoit dans les cafes et on fout rien, on regarde les gens passer, on mange beaucoup...

et jai decouvert, grace a marie, fauchon. (cliquez!) le traiteur le plus cher a paris... mais aussi le meilleur!! nous avnos partage un mont blanc et on se disputait a la fin, qui en avait mange plus que lautre :p evidemment cest moi qui la termine ;) maman jai pense a toi tout le long, mont blanc cest ton truc et cetait le MEILLEUR mont blanc EVER. yavait un petite gauffre et un confiture de myrtilles a linterieur... cetait decadent!!

on se promene beaucoup, et on essaie de trouver des trucs pas chers a faire parce quon a assez depense et on veut partir en voyage (oui, pendant que nous sommes en voyage!)


quand jy pense je nai pas eu le mal du pays une seule fois depuis mon depart de montreal. certes je pense a vous et vous me manquez, et peut-etre que maintenant cest plus facile parce que marie-eve est la, mais en meme temps je sais que vous etes la (meme si ce nest pas pour toujours) et cest assez reconfortant pour moi. je suis desolee a ceux et celles pour qui jai pris quelques jours a reecrire. je ne verifiais mes courriels que de maniere spontanee, tres vite et pas tous les jours, et aussi parce que ca me tente de vivre paris pleinement... je me demande un peu comment ca va etre a mon retour. si je vais vouloir voir qui que ce soit durant les premieres semaines... cest toujours difficile les retours...



mon numero de cell a paris.
je ne sais pas ce quil faut composer pour sortir du quebec ... 001?

06-65-04-26-63

coucou mes amours!!

arretez dangoisser; je suis a paris avec marie-eve et pour le moment je reste chez sa belle-mere en attendant le retour dalec. cette fin de semaine nous irons a marseilles et dans une semaine a barcelone je crois.

numero chez sa belle-mere
01-43-35-13-52

jaurais un celle phone bientot:

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tuesday night was our good-bye party. we karaoke'd, and i packed, and the next morning chris and i took an 8.30am marshrutka off to tbilisi. we arrived around 2, took another marshrutka to the hostel, got lost on the way (of course!) but ended up in a lovely hostel with very friendly people. it was extremely, full, too. i met two 50-year-old french men from valence, one of them was armenian. this was their last night, they had spent the past three months biking down from france to armenia passing along all the neighbouring countries. chris and i had mcdonald's with them... yes i had a big mac. and it was satisfying, i am embarassed to admit! i was also told that a shaman was looking for me when i got to the hospital. he found me the next day and asked me to get an official invitation from canada for a georgian guy he barely knows. obviously the answer is no. but before he found me at least three people gave me this message....


tbilisi is nice. the people are much more laid-back, it's quite busy, and the architecture is beautiful. we did a lot of walking around, and we went to a bath house and had a sulphur bath - it made my skin so smooth! we didn't do any museums, but we saw interesting architecture and walked through old town, which was nice.


we took a night train to batumi, and our hostel was a nice and quiet one, a little further than the other hostels but close enough to the beach. the first day i spent quite some time looking for money... but also walked around quite a bit as well. come to think of it on this entire trip we slept a LOT. anyway yesterday we went for a swim, then south of batumi by marshrutka, past gonio (where there is a fortress!) and on to sarpi, where the beach is not as busy. we jumped off giant rocks and in the water i met thijs, from holland. chris and i parted ways, and thijs, his friend ruben and i spent the day together. we swam quite a bit, floated around... then went for drinks, i got back to the hostel at 2 am, and had to get up at 5 for our 6 o'clock marshrutka back to yerevan.


batumi is quite small. the buildings are run down, but they are beautiful pastel colours, pink green and blue, very marie-antoinette's cakes. there aren't too many people, not much to do either. there is a boring ferris wheel, you can rent bicycles but it's expensive and that's it. besides the sea, nothing much. the sea is beautiful, though. it's a very deep dark green, no waves but a strong enough current, and there is no sand. it's just rocks, but they are big enough and round and smooth, so it's unsteady to walk on but not uncomfortable. getting to swim in the ocean did me a lot of good. i just never wanted to get out, and the water was warm.


i guess that's it...


i came back today, set up camp at joe's, and now i'm out with the AGBU crowd for our last night all together in yerevan. thijs and ruben invited me over to amsterdam and anette is going as well, so i will go with her, and do some cities in the south of france, no more spain i don't think. i know it must get annoying to hear me change my plans all the time... but i'm enjoying myself :) i think i might not even do the south of france at all, just hang out with marie-eve in paris all the time and a few days in amsterdam.


upon my return i will have a giant picture-showing party or two :)