Friday, 31 July 2009




Today makes it 2 weeks since I arrived in Budapest. After a great weekend at bars, a discotheque and a couple of saunas I got down to do some real tourism. Not for long though, I met a really nice guy, Istvan and have spent my time with him since!! Last weekend we went to Balaton lake and stayed the weekend in a naturist campsite which was just great although Istvan got a little too much sun; we plan to do the same this weekend and will be leaving early evening. We went up to see the Elizabeth look out tower a couple of days ago. From there you have a great view of the city, but that is all you see. It amazes me how we spend money on buildings and so on just to commemorate a Head of States visit to a place when some of that money could be spent on social injustice but it is not here that I am going to change that.

Yesterday evening we stopped in at the Greshem Palace Hotel in the centre of town. The building was supposed to have been in a really dilapidated state just 10 years ago, now it is a luxury hotel. Istvan had a cup of tea and I had some lovely dry Tokaj wine. We also had a little foie gras: delicious!!

I thought I would post some recent photos here and the put a link in the wikispace page: http://friendsphotos.wikispaces.com/

Wednesday, 22 July 2009

The Danube Bend

Tuesday 21 July
Well this evening in Slovakia. As I said, I wanted to go up the Danube to Ez ??? stopping off in several places on the way. Some of the guide books, even Lonely Planet doesn’t describe things quite as I expect. You expect grand things and sometimes they are just not up to it.
One of the places I visited was an outdoor museum of Hungarian architecture which was interesting but it was just so vaste and not really finished. It might have been an idea to have allowed people to go round on bikes but I suppose that would create fewer people taking the train – a real diesel train- from taking people around. Just as I was getting to Ve??? I saw Mio indicating a viewing point and point of interest. It was this castle on the top of the hill overlooking the Danube. It has existed since the time of the Romans but the town itself has nothing. On my arrival at Ez?? there was the enormous Basilica rising above everything. Really impressive with the Danube and ??? in the background with its factory chimnies. The view from the Slovak side well that is something stupendous.
The two towns are very different too. The Hugarian town is very grand and magestic, the Slovak more like a small village that has grown.

The Danube Bend

Tuesday 21 July
Well this evening in Slovakia. As I said, I wanted to go up the Danube to Ez ??? stopping off in several places on the way. Some of the guide books, even Lonely Planet doesn’t describe things quite as I expect. You expect grand things and sometimes they are just not up to it.
One of the places I visited was an outdoor museum of Hungarian architecture which was interesting but it was just so vaste and not really finished. It might have been an idea to have allowed people to go round on bikes but I suppose that would create fewer people taking the train – a real diesel train- from taking people around. Just as I was getting to Ve??? I saw Mio indicating a viewing point and point of interest. It was this castle on the top of the hill overlooking the Danube. It has existed since the time of the Romans but the town itself has nothing. On my arrival at Ez?? there was the enormous Basilica rising above everything. Really impressive with the Danube and ??? in the background with its factory chimnies. The view from the Slovak side well that is something stupendous.
The two towns are very different too. The Hugarian town is very grand and magestic, the Slovak more like a small village that has grown.

Tuesday, 21 July 2009

Danube bend



So after a few days of having a good time, I am back on the road and going to visit the Danube Bend (Szentendre, Visegrad and Esztergom. Then going back to Budapest for a few days before heading south.

The only photos I have on my mac at the moment are before my arrival in Budapest!!!!

This is a meal I had in Slovakia, gnocchi, goats cheese and bits of bacon washed down with Kofola, much less sweet than Coke!

The other is a photo of this fairy tale like castle in BOJNICE, how to say it? Don't ask me!

Monday, 20 July 2009

Alone again... naturally!!

Budapest July 20, 2009
Still in Budapest. Jojo went back to Bratislava by train this afternoon. I’ve really had a good time and done things I wouldn't have done alone. On Friday we went to a bar: the "Action" bar and there was a show, a live show and it was, well let's say, I haven't quite seen that on stage before! Then on Saturday after some time in a bar called "Coxx" we went on to a disco and I had a great time dancing. We got back to the camper around 4am! Not done that in years. Yesterday we got up late went into town and looked around and then went to the “69”, but a little young for me so no action. But it has been fun! Tomorrow I’m off to the statue park just outside the city. I’ve wanted to go each time I have come here but never got around to it so tomorrow I’ll do that. Wednesday I’m going to the Kiraly baths, original Turkish baths with different heats it is great and relaxing. Then I’ll make my way to Sarajevo.

Sunday, 19 July 2009

Fridge

The fridge in the camper is not working! I had it serviced befor leaving and it is a pain.

Update

Part 3
There are certain pieces of technology that we just ask how we ever lived without it. Internet for me is one of those new technologies. But why can’t we just connect anywhere. I prefer internet even to the phone. You can write, read, listen, watch, send documents of all sorts, see each other, just so many things. Why am I thinking of that just at this moment? Well, I got something wrong with my marks for one of the classes and am waiting for Bridget to call me as to give her the missing mark. Not only will I have to give her the missing mark , but I have noted that I added a student to the list and will have to give her all the marks again as copy paste has caused a prob! Could I just log in to the net I would be able to send them to her again. Hotspots, Internet hotspots. I remember the hotspots when cell phones first came out. That was how you phoned. You had to get to a ‘hotspot’ or ‘rabbit point’ in the UK before you could make a call. I do hope that things like that will change for the net too. I suppose that 3G or whatever already exists. I know that Thierry is able to connect to the net with his iphone but on me, well not just at the moment, perhaps things will change.
What am I doing here? I’ve just stopped after a detour to get to Kutna Hora, was about to get my bike off the back and the heavens open!! I just hope the place is worth the visit.
And it was worth the visit. The town is quaint and obviously being refurbished for the tourist but the church and the walk up to it were stupendous. It is on the edge of a mountainside and the mountainside is a vineyard. Really beautiful.
Brno, I wondered why this looked familiar! Like most cities, the modern or not so modern rundown area and then the centre of the town which has been made into a pedestrian walkway. But you don’t have to go far out of the centre to see some lovely buildings in really bad repair.
Before visiting the town I went out to a village: Slavkov most of us know it under the Austrian name and is associated with 1805! No, not Trafalgar! It is where the two Emperors, Russian and Austrian stayed the night before the battle on the 5 December, I think, and where Napoleon stayed after the battle!!
I am now, waiting once again for the thunder storm to pass here in Olomouc. There seems to be good weather in the morning, when I am taking time for me, and then it rains in the afternoon. I am on my way to Oswiecim in Poland. It is quite a way so I think it will be tomorrow erhhhhhhh! Afternoon!
Things are going well. I had a few days when I had the blues but that seems to have passed. I need a few days somewhere, where, I can just rest up and take it easy. I am also thinking of not going quite so far and returning south west to Croatia to spend some time on the coast before going back to France and spending some time on the coast. But who knows what could happen?
Getting to Auschwitz was not easy. I mistoke the name on the map and merry went off in the wrong direction, some 60 kims!! I hate it when I do stupid things like that. So, when I finally arrived it was dark and I just couldn’t find a sign to the camps. I set Mio to take me into town where I was gong to sleep for the night but everything was paying so I decided to go back to Birkanau, where I spent the night on the car park in front of the camp. At first it felt very strange, laods of things went through my mind, not ghosts and that sort of thing but the fact that there had been up to 90,000 people in the camp. So this morning I was up and took 4 hours to go around Bikanau and then went 3kms to Auschwitz.
The camps are quite something. First of all the size of Birkenau, it is enormous. And to think there was a time when there were 90,000 people living and dying there. Much of the camp is no longer standing
It’s been a couple of days since I sat down to do some writing. A good thing perhaps, verbal diahorea! Today I am in Slovakia. I knew one of the countries in this area had changed over to the euro in January, now I know which one it was!
I don’t really understand how the whole thing works. There is something about 3% of GNP, anyway, an economist I am not but looking about I really do not understand how Slovakia has managed to get into the euro and the Czech republic not. Just coming over the boarder the place changes. Not quite Thailand to Cambodia, but there is a definite change. In my book they say that no country can wipe out the face of 41 years of communism and here I really feel that. Over there, there is a beautiful horizon of the mountains and just in the foreground some kind of horrible black factory! But the countryside is something. Quite French in a way, free, liberated to do as it likes not Swiss or German, everything in its place, everything mown, everything just like a film set.
I came through what must be one of the 5 main towns of the country, Zilina. A rather ugly looking place although I did just pass around. Then on to Cicamy a quaint little village tucked away in the mountains. Half the village is made up of traditionally built wooden houses painted with Slovakian designs. The other half is relatively modern. I would have liked to have spent the night, but couldn’t find anywhere to put the camper.
That is another thing. I have not found any water around! I might even have to go to a campsite again to get water!
The weather seems to have changed it is sunny and reasonably warm. I have decided to calm the driving and will stay in the area for a few days. There is a spa town not far away Bojinice (not pronounced anything like that!!) and I think I will stop there and have a swim and perhaps a massage.
Being alone is giving lots of time to read, to watch ‘Brothers and Sisters’ and of course to think. I am a person who loves people but people just don’t seem to love me. I realise that I have spent a lot of my life alone. At school, after Lynn left and even to some extent during my life with Thierry, some time was spent alone. Now, I am alone once again and see no end to this tunnel of being alone. Unlike some people I talk to and have convinced themselves that being alone is just great, I do not think that. I despise loneliness. Funny, we think with words but when it comes to trying to express my feelings and emotions I am left with writers blank.
Enough of that, it is depressing me. I have decided not to go all the way over to the Black Sea. At the moment I am aiming for the Croatian coast passing through Bratislava, Budapest, Zagreb, (not sure if that will be on the way south or north), Sarajevo, Mostar and then the coast. I need a little sun and sea. I don’t somehow think I will get any of the other!!
I wonder how Davey Wavey would cope with silence, not talking for days and days and days? For me this is one of the hardest parts of coming away alone, you never if rarely speak to anyone, share anything with anyone. That is one of the reasons people who are alone go into restaurants, so that they can at least speak to the waiter or waitress.
Today, at lunch, I ate out. Passing through a little town I saw a statue that I wanted to take a photo of, so pulled up a kilometre later on where I could park, and cycled back to take the photo. It was on my way back to the camper that I decided that I would have lunch. After all, part of being abroad is to mix with the locals, which of course I never do in the camper, and to try their food and drink. So I decided to splash out and to eat in a restaurant. The eating house I chose was really eye-catching as it was just covered in all sorts of household items from the past. Not just household items, farming forks and rakes and so on too. One of the waitresses could speak English, which was good as I do not understand anything at all. Even reading it, nothing! Anyway, I wanted something Slovakian so she showed me the dishes, there were three. She couldn’t describe them except that she did ask me if I wanted meat. I had read in the lonely planet that Slovakia is a nightmare place to come for a vegetarian, however, from my experience, that is not true. I ordered a Coke, the US variety, but the saw something on a menu that I had seen in the last Tesco supermarket I had done my shopping in, something called Kofola. So I tried some of that too. At first it was strange, either there is no sugar or there is very little. I bought some Slovakian lemonade at that was the same, not sweet sweet like we are used to in France. Having read about garlic soup and how it is a speciality, I asked for some soup, hoping it would be that. The waitress had said it was a vegetable soup, perhaps! But no, it was a sort of Knorr soup with noodles in. Odd eating soup on such a hot day. I think today must have been the hottest it has been since I have been away and the sun is still shining. The main dish was a sort of nochi, the Italian potato thing, with a sheep’s cheese and some really well done lardon in the middle. Before ordering the young waitress had asked me if I were sure I really wanted that as some foreigners found it not so good. I quite liked it, although it was really filling. Then came the time for the bill: two drinks, soup and a main course came to €4.63!! I couldn’t believe it as other things seem quite pricy (a litre of diesel is more than in France, at least when I left at €1,12). I asked if she had taken everything into account. I loved her answer ‘Slovakian prices!’
Ce matin j’ai visité le château de Bojnice, c’est vraiment un château tire d’un compte de fée! La visite a commence en slovaque mais après la moitié un groupe en anglais nous a rattrapé et j’ai rejoint ce groupe. Un château très intéressant et joli. Je suis même venu à Trencin, où je suis en ce moment, pour voir le château ici. Pas aussi spectaculaire! En plus j’ai lu que la plupart du château que l’on voit c’est une restauration des années 50! Mais j’ai pris on vélo et j’ai fait un tour de la ville et de la colline. Sur la colline j’ai retrouvé un monument aux Slovaques assassinés à la fin de la 2° guerre. Voyager fait apprendre les choses car je ne savais pas que la Slovakie était allié avec les Nazis pendant la guerre et que c’était surtout en 44 que les partisans ont été arrêté. Je ne dis pas plus car je ne veux pas faire des erreurs de faits.
There is a problem with my SIM since I got into the Czech republic for a reason that I do not understand I cannot call out from my phone. I can receive calls but the last call I had was a week ago. I suppose that it is when you are alone that you obsess about the fact that noone seems to give a shit for you as you get not calls, not sms nothing ! It is in times like this that I think how really alone I am. When you see people in families that I really do wish that I was straight and sometimes think that if I had to do it all over again, which I won’t, I think I would cheat. I don’t know a single gay couple which is completely happy, I am not sure that any couples are happy after the first few years ! Anyway, noone seems to think enough to give me a call and to let me know that they are thinking about me. Yes, I am in one of those moods, maybe its the vodka letting my real self out, the selfish self that I am.
Wednesday and in Bratislava. Arriving in a square just outside the Magistrates court there are loads of people with their laptops and iphones so I just presumed that there was an internet access but the mac doesn’t see anything. What have I done to the configuration ?
jeudi, juillet 16, 2009
Thought I’d start putting dates, at least for me if I ever reread this.
Donc, hier après midi j’ai passé 4 ou 5 heures à parcourir les rues de Bratislava. Cela m’a donné une vision différente de la dernière fois ou je suis entré à Bratislava avec Marie et Robert pour visiter la ville de ‘Bel Ami’ !
La veille ville est en rénovation. La plupart est très jolie et très chic. Vers les 17h30 il y avait les gens, plutôt les femmes, qui sont sorties bien habillées, soit avec des mecs soit en groupe de femmes, même j’ai vu trois mères avec trois poussettes et trois enfants. Drôle de spectacle. Mais il y a toujours les rues qui n’ont pas été rénovées et on voit ce qui Bratislava aurait dû se ressembler il y a 20 ans. Autour il y a des tours, des casernes comme dans toutes ville européenne. J’en ai vu pareil et pire en France. Bien sur je suis allé voir les deux pont célèbres et même du pont OVNI il y a une passerelle piétonne sous le pont. Drôle de sentiment en entendant la circulation au dessus. En ce moment il y a des concerts gratuits dans la rue mais malheureusement rien le jour de mon passage à Bratislava. J’ai vu le magnifique Opéra aussi bien que le palais de musique. J’ai lu que la salle de concert était un palais. J’aimerais bien passer un weekend à Bratislava aussi bien qu’à Prague. Je pense à l’hôtel on expérience mieux l’atmosphère de ces villes. Sorti après une bonne douche, au lieu d’être puant et transpirant d’une journée de visite. Je suis parti de la ville, car je ne voulais pas passer la nuit en ville, vers des lacs dans le Danube à Rusovce. J’ai trouvé son nom dans le Spartacus comme lieu de drague mais c’est tellement grand que je pense qu’il faut avoir le flair ou savoir. Moi j’ai vu plein de monde en train de faire du roller et du vélo que je me suis arrêté pour faire du vélo ! Je ne sais pas comment Hervé, tu fais tes 74 kms dans un après midi, moi hier soir j’en ai fait une dizaine maxi et j’étais épuisé ! Je suis en train de me demander si je vais en faire ce matin mais il y a du vent et je sais que mon retour sera contre le vent. (Il y a des, oh c’est quoi ? Les trucs que l’on voit dans les aéroports pour montrer la direction et la force du vent. Même en anglais je n’arrive pas trouver le mot. ). Donc je ne suis pas certain que je veux faire du vélo dans ces conditions mais j’aimerais voir ce qu’il y a dans la direction opposée de celle que j’ai pris hier soir. Une route a été condamné et il y a aussi une iste de roller qui a été construit. Si on aime les filles il y en a plein et hyper joli en train de faire du roller. Les mecs en font aussi mais la plupart des mecs c’est du vélo qu’ils font.
Hier soir il a plu donc il fait beaucoup moins lourd qu’hier. Je pense qu’il doit avoir un lieu de drague ici car il y a un mec qui vient d’arriver dans une porsche et il s’est dépoiler et à mis un short sans slip !!! Bon, peut être je ferais du vélo après tout !!!!

Philip

Philip if you see this, I have lost the password for the account I gave you. Please get in contact same pseudo but @free.fr

Wednesday, 8 July 2009

Prague/Praha

Well, I've been in the Czech republic for three or four days and seen lots of nothing! The first day I spent around a man-made lake which is in the south Lipno and got my bike out and cycled. It was good to get out of the camper and to do some exercise. However, since then I have visited Cesky Krumlov which was a really lovely place, the old town is built in the meandre of the river, almost a full meadre and there is a magnificent castle on the opposite cliff. Then I went to Tabor, which, according to the Lonely Planet is a must!!!!! Well, if I had had not had the GPS I wouldn't have recognised the place from the description! A large modern town with an old bit, but as I said, had the GPS not told me I had arrived I wouldn't have known. So then on to Prague, which I didn't find as pretty as Budapest and parking is so difficult. There are loads of places but they are 'reservé', which I suppose means for permit holders only! It is the first time since we have had the camper that I had to go to a camp site! Camp sites in Prague are people's back gardens. Well, why not make a little on the side. On arrival I thought that GPS had made some mistake, but no. So now I am on my way to Krakow in Poland going through Kutna Hora, Telc, Austerlitz, but it has another name in Czech, then to Ostrava and Krakow where I am going to visit the camps which were used by the nazi during WW2.

I am wondering what I am doing. The weather is not good, so I have been thinking of giving the Black sea a miss as I would like some sun and might just head for Budapest then Greece. I've just read that I can't drive through Serbia as I need an international driving licence and I don't have one!

Next time I will get my photos and add some photos.

A very long one!!

So, here I am on an autoroute car-park having spent the night next to the swimming park, I think, in Bludenz. I thought I should get off early as I was taking up 3 parking spaces, a runner having run into my protruding bike on the back of the camper. My first reaction was ‘Is the person alright’, then my reaction was one of indignation like ’anyone could see the bike over the pavement’ and finally I realised that I am the one who should take care of others not hurting themselves. The scene in ‘Philadelphia’ came to mind, just before Tom Hanks goes into Denzel Washington’s office. Denzel Washington is talking to a potential client who has walked into a hole, which was well marked, and has broken his arm. And I thought, hey, the runner is not the one who should look out, I should not park in a dangerous way. It made me think!
But what has happened since Thonon. Well, first of all I want to talk about some of the people I have met on my journey so far.
While I was in Chens sur Léman, marking, another camper came into the area I was parked. I woman got out and set up a chair and so on. I decided to do the neighbourly thing, and went and had a word with her. She had been born and brought up in Morocco, her father was a teacher there, had spent most of her life in Paris and had, five years ago, come to live in Annemasse. She was giving me information about where to camp around the lake when she asked me where I came from due to my accent. I much prefer when a person asks where I come from rather than just saying: “Ah, vous etes anglais!”. Her next question was how long had I lived in France and then if I had taken the nationality. Finally she tells me that she thinks it is good that I had not become French. Bizarre, I thought, until she told me she voted FN!!!!! After that we could not see eye to eye, of course. Finally she just said to me, “Au revoir, monsieur!” and stopped the conversation like that. Later she came and apologised and continued on about nationalism and how he would rather give two people like me a job rather than those pseudo French! I just couldn’t believe it!
After leaving Thonon, I headed for Switzerland and had decided to take the valley of the Rhône up to the glacier. The night was drawing in so I decided to stop on the motorway. As I drove onto the car park I remembered that I had read something about one of the car parks near Sion! This wasn’t the one, but very similar!!
This morning, I decided to leave Bludenz to have breakfast and shower here on the autoroute, well not really here! A couple of men drove up and stopped just outside the window. One got out to ask a question. He came round to the door. Now, just let me remind you that I am going to the Czech Republic and so am heading in the direction of Innsbruck with Switerland and France behind me. This man wanted to know if they were in France and which way they had to go to get to Spain!! Apparently he had just bought the car (bought, I’m not too sure) in Germany and were heading home for Barcelona. He had a scrap of paper with Innsbuck on it. Anyway, I showed him my map, as his friend didn’t believe they were going in the opposite direction and gave him some towns to look out for as well as Mio giving him the distance to Barcelona of 1240 kms! It’s nice to help, but I don’t understand people.
Well, I’m off in the direction of Innsbruck and hope to visit Hitler’s little Eagle’s nest, at least I think that is what he called it, at Berchtesgaden near Salzburg.
Sunday, 5th July, somewhere not far from Linz on my way to Cesky Kumla or something like that, in the Czech Republic. In fact I am in a McDonalds, cause wanted to use the WiFi, but apparently here, sometimes it works sometimes it doesn’t and today it doesn’t!! It’s not the end of the world though, is it,
These McCafés are great. A really good coffee and even a glass of water if you like, not bad.
Ces derniers jours j’ai été en Allemagne dans la région de Berkdesgarten. Le premier jours ou je suis arrive j’ai visité la ville. Jolie, sans plus et puis je suis allé au lac pas très loin de Koningssee. Joli lac complètement entouré de falaises. Bien sûr on peut visiter le lac en prenant un bateau électrique. Il y a des randonnés mais j’ai pris mon vélo et j’ai fait une petite tour pour mieux voir la vue sur le lac. C’était en fin de journée et il n’y avait pas beaucoup de lumière donc les photos que j’ai prises ne seront pas trop réussies ! On verra. Un couple d’un certain âge, un peu plus que moi, s’est arrêté pour m’aider prendre une photo de moi, je l’ai vue, pas du tout réussi avec mon ventre !! Que faut-il faire pour me débarrasser de ce ventre ? Le lendemain, hier, samedi, je suis allé à Obersalzbert pour visiter une musée sur le Nazisme. En arrivant j’ai payé le parking, il faut toujours payer le parking ! Pas très cher (3€) mais tu paies de partout, et puis je me suis allé voir le musée. Je ne suis pas arrivé car j’ai vu qu’il y avait un bus pour aller visiter le Kerl ???? (The Eagle’s nest) de Hitler mais à 15€ pour un aller et retour je me suis decidé d’y aller à pied. 3h30 plus tard, je suis arrivé, au moins presque… Je suis arrivé au parking des bus et l’ascenseur pour aller en haut ! Après une petite pause, et un café j’ai fait les dernier 174 mètres par le chemin. Tous le long de mon promenade de 3 heures j’ai entendu le tonnerre et en arrivant en haut, les nuages sont venues et il a plu !!! J’ai eu juste le temps de prendre quelques photos avant le déluge! J’étais déjà trempé de la montée je ne voulais pas me retrouvé sous la pluie donc je suis entré et visité le nid ! il y avait un groupe qui faisait un tour donc j’ai eu des renseignements, un visite en anglais, et puis j’ai décidé de manger. Un grand verre de limonade (50cl), une assiette de Wurst, pommes de terres et de saukraut, suivi d’un horrible café (le reste était très bon) moins que lq montée en bus !! Et puis le retour, à pied ! Je n’avais pas prévu de monter à pied donc je n’ étais pas trop bien chaussé, et le retour m’a donné des ampoules sous les plantes de pieds !!!! Ouchhhhhhhh ! That’ll teach me !!! Mais une bonne journée. Je le sens aujourd’hui aux pieds mais j’ai dû me servir des muscles qui n’ont pas l’habitude d’être utilisées ! Mais j’ai toujours mon ventre !!!!
En parant je suis filler sur Linz. En Allemagne le diesel coûte 1,10€, en Autriche entre 0,85 à 1,11 sur les autoroutes. J’ai décidé de prendre du carburant avant de commencer le trajet, et j’ai aussi pris un autostoppeur slovak qui voulait aller à Lichtenstein mais à 20h passé se contentait d’aller à Salzberg. Je l’ai lassé en vlle et continué ma route. Et voilà mes dernière journées ! Je me trouve chez un McDo sans WiFi mais à la prochaine.
No luck with the net, either it doesn’t connect or you have to pay !! Hot spots !
Esperons que le temps va changer pour le mieux, depuis ce matin il pleut et j’ai passé 2 heures en train de visiter cette ville de Cesi K ??? Jolie, un peut comme une Perouges mais dans un méandre d’une rivière entouré d’un coté par une falaise et un château. Encore une fois j’ai pris le déjeuner au resto, ou je suis en ce moment. Jusqu’il y a un moment il y avait un jouesuse de iano dans le restau juste en face. Tranquitl, pas trop de monde, probablement grâce au temps ! Après je vais visiter Tabor et puis filer vers Prague.
Being alone is not the difficult part of this Holiday, the difficult part is seeing everyone else with either one or more !! Perhaps my time will come again ! As I was visiting the gardens of the castle the thought even went through my mind that I wish I were straight, life with someone would be so much easier – well at least to find. Firstly most people assume that you are straight and there are 75% more chance of finding someone. But, I am not, so my lot is caste !

Wednesday, 1 July 2009

Mont Blanc from Genève


Do I need a better lense??

Off to Switzerland

So, it is Wednesday evening and I'm at last on my way to the Black Sea! Tonight on the Fukkar Pass, well something like that! A walk on the glacier tomorrow and then up to the Czech Republic. Why can't I get it to publish a photo???? Merde!! Well not going to let it get to me or keep me here. See ya some time.

The last couple of days!!




Hey, I’ m watching Sister Act 2, love the film but one of those films where in a matter of a semester everything goes well. Great but as an educator I would love to know if I have ever really changed the lives of any of my students. That’ s just the thing, we never know. Well, that is not really true. I was on the net a year or so ago and I got an email from Julia, a former pupil of mine. She was in the 3rd year in the seventies with me and I got this email that said, Hi Simon, I thought it was you. She had done French at University because I had given her the urge to do it. But that is the only feedback that I have ever had. Teaching in films is just so great but in real life it is nice to know from time to time if you have really had an effect on your students.

Been watching ‘Chicago’. There’s this song: Mr Cellophane. Talks about the fact that the bloke is never seen as anyone by anybody. Bizarre, I was in a couple of shops just recently and I felt just the same when the shop assistant asked THE WOMAN next to me, what she wanted!!!!
It’s already Wednesday and I am still in France! Does this mean that I don’t have the courage to leave or does it mean that I love the place so much? In fact I don’t think it is either, rather a mixture of the two. This is a lovely area of France: Thonon les bains with the lake and the countryside. I managed to get to the naturist beach, late, but I got there. The lake was so inviting so I went for a swim. It was easier to get in that a couple of days ago not too far from. I think I might stay a bit longer and make the most of the sun this afternoon.
Last evening a second and then a third camper pulled into this car park near the Forêt de Ripaille. It is probably the only one that doesn’t have height bars at the entrance!! On waking this morning, at 8h01 (at least you get full days when you use a camper) one of the campers had a dog outside and a bike. Not French, but from Luxembourg and a coupe of men as occupants: One around 30 out in his briefs and then his ‘friend’ around 45 perhaps. Strange to see myself like that! Even dresses like me in red shorts and a yellow tee shirt. I suppose, no I don’t suppose, it is when I see couples like that, that I realise how really lonely I am.
Before coming away there was a meeting at ECE and I went to lunch with some colleagues. I talked about trying to find a bloke and one of them (they were both women, of course) talked to me about her break up with her ex and how she realised that she had to do things for herself. Until you feel good with yourself you can’t really move on. I need to feel good with myself. I need to love myself until then noone will love me, I suppose. But how can you love someone you don’t really like? Perhaps you grow to like them? I remember when I was a teenager watching the Play for today on TV, in which there was a woman who had to like herself. I don’t remember much of the play but I do remember a scene where she had to give herself confidence. She walked around the room telling herself: ‘I am beautiful today, oh yes I am, I am beautiful today.’ I suppose I remember this as my sister and I would act out the scene from time to time having found it rather amusing. I never realised how much I would come to resembled that woman.
Well, in fact, the younger one has taken his bike to go to Yvoire and his friend is meeting him there in the camper. Would have liked to have taken a photo of them taking photos of the biker, but felt that it would be impinging on their privacy. How stupid of me!
Yeah, I watched Davey Wavey on youtube a couple of days ago in a McDo, and he was talking about getting a boyfriend. Perhaps he is the one who has put all these ideas into my head!.
First to arrive, last to go!! I need a post office and a bank and then I think I can sun myself and make my way to the Furkapass and the Rhône Glacier.
Et qu’est –ce qui se passé? Je passé du temps à faire le ménage!! Il y a des choses à faire. C’est vrai que je dois faire un peu plus!