Back from 2 amazing weeks in Japan. Head full of memories. Tons of pictures to share. Where to start? Oh yes, thank you so much Julien & Miho!

Part 1: Flowers, parks & cherry blossoms. (Click on pictures to enlarge)
In Tokyo…
And in Kyoto…
I was not tired when I landed in Sydney. It was a 26 hour trip – the longest I’ve never had – and I felt good, probably very excited going south, on the other side of the earth for the first time in my life. Summer in December, this is it! It was freezing when I left France and I was in Australia, wearing short pants and a sleeveless t-shirt, feeling the sun burning my skin – again, like August at home.

As we walked downtown (Central Business District aka CBD), my first impression was negative. On an architectural prospective, I didn’t like the British XIXe century ugly style, mixed with horrible building erected between the 60′s and the 80′s. But suddenly, here it was, Sydney Opera House, the building I spent my whole childhood to look at in magazines and architecture books. Let’s be honest, the Opera House is smaller that you would expect… but still, it is so beautiful! Just like the Louvre pyramid or Bilbao Guggenheim Museum: one of the most beautiful modern building I have ever seen in my life.

I didn’t come to Sydney for history. When you live in Europe, you do not expect a lot from a 200 year old country… Then I forgot about my French arrogance and started to enjoy the place I was in. Sydney is like something between London and San Francisco – just take the best parts of those two cities. Everything is about this fantastic harbor surrounded by bays and beaches, about muscly tattooed pierced guys and hot sexy ladies in fancy places. How couldn’t I love a place where December looks like summertime?

I have spent my whole life enjoying New Year’s Eve at home with family and/or friends. It used to be cold, even snowing sometimes. But this time, I started to visit various places like the Rocks, Palm Beach, Mosman and Newtown to finally end up in Ashton park with food, drinks and friends. I spent 12 hours in the grass, watching wonderful Sydney Harbor. When midnight came, there was no Champagne nor foie gras but fantastic fireworks in the whole harbor. Something amazing you never forget.

Road & boat trip from Vancouver, BC to Seattle, WA. Mountains and water, trees and buildings, popular America and Victorian cities. Many many thanks to P&F.











All pictures by me and my IXUS. Vancouver Coal Harbor HDR picture created with Photomatix. Map by iPhoto’09 (based on GoogleMaps) and edited with Illustrator.
Yesterday I spent hours at the supermarket (as usual) with a large childish smile on my face



Nutella in a plastic package / Le nutella dans un pot en plastique :

Sink to kill Gremlins / L’évier pour tuer les Gremlins :

Shower gel with French Canadian instructions / Le mode d’emploi du gel douche en québecois :

Glasgow:

Greenland / Groëland :

Rocky Mountains / Les Rocheuses :

Seattle:

Somewhere between Seattle and Vanvouver / Sur la route entre Seattle et Vancouver :


Traveling in business class gave me this horrible feeling that it’s going to be very hard to fly economic in the future. I guess this is what they expect from us: become a luxury addict. Anyway, the foie gras with spicy chutney was delicious and the wine selection was amazing. Nothing to deal with the crap grapefruit juice (supposed to be wine) they serve in economic. Holy shit, my seat becomes a 170° bed where I can sleep for real with this cute steward giving me a blanket. Ok, now I really wanna be rich, but do I have to look like all those frightening fat and ugly old business men around me?

À mi-chemin entre « Les mystérieuses citées d’or » et « 2001, L’odyssée de l’espace » (Le point commun entre ces deux œuvres étant le passage avec ce long trip psychédélique lumineux), l’aéroport de Detroit possède un incroyable couloir qui relie les deux terminaux. Les murs sont recouverts de LED qui s’animent au rythme de la musique. Le résultat est superbe et je suis resté là, plusieurs minutes à bloquer.