Tuesday, September 22, 2009

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A small photo of the Taj Mahal ... In



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Sunday, September 20, 2009

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Direct Agra, the program the next two weeks

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The school allows us a certain quota of absence, so I decided to take me a week off before a week off for official travel to well ...

Thibault join me in Calcutta yesterday. I had booked at Park Hotel, a 5-star hotel to surprise him. In the meantime

(his plane arrived late at night), I ran into the streets of foreign students at my school ... Amazing coincidence in a city with 14 million inhabitants!

So I decided to follow them for the evening: Indian restaurant with Western music and clubbing in Calcutta to see the "Ministry of Sound" ... (Yes, yes, there are many night clubs in Calcutta, my surprise!)

The next day, visit Victoria Memorial , and its gardens, where couples come to India flirt safe from prying eyes, and then we flew to Delhi.

We are currently in Agra, the city houses the famous Taj Mahal.

Not many internet these next two weeks, so I'll tell you once back Calcutta, Oct. 6.

meantime, we plan to take a tour of Rajasthan (Jaipur, Bundi, Udaipur, Jaisalmer, Jodhpur) for which we have absolutely nothing planned ... Nothing beats the unexpected!

that, we need to go to bed early because tomorrow we get up early to watch the sun rise over the Taj Mahal ... A great moment in perspective ...

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Varanasi, September 11 to 14

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(Click here for photos)

The last weekend we went to Varanasi (Benares), which 15h is now Calcutta.

We were a small team of 10 students (Italy, Germany, Belgium and France). Having come from places as diverse complicated the answer to the question "Where do you come from?" ... But we soon found the parade by saying that we were all European

... We went by night train , and travel back and forth have been eventful as the time spent there ...

On the way, we had to go to the station by bus, because there was a strike by taxi drivers ...

Taxi drivers are on strike to fight against a law passed recently in Calcutta, banning old vehicles around the city. When we know that the majority of taxis in Calcutta are Ambassadors , you quickly understand their concerns ...

Once on the train, we were separated into small groups because we had not booked at the same time. My group has not really been lucky because we found two oddballs Indian pretty soaked (we realized too late) that we were first proposed eat with them (something I firmly refused unlike others), then one of them tried to embrace two of our group ... So we took all our things and join others in another car: it was out of question that I sleep next to these fools! The Indian

very nice agreed to exchange their berths with us and so we were all together.

Regarding the state of Indian trains, they are relatively correct (we took the 3rd class sleeper air-conditioned or AC3), apart from an air conditioning too strong, and small compagnons à 6 pattes , qu’on essaye d’oublier en s’endormant le plus vite possible…

Nous sommes donc arrivés à Varanasi et avons séjourné dans un petit hôtel sympathique , avec une très belle vue sur les Ghâts et le coeur névralgique: le Gange .

Il n’y a pas réellement de monuments à visiter à Varanasi, mais cette ville est un spectacle permanent, elle a une aura particulière, très mystique.

Il suffit de se ballader sur les ghâts pour s’en rendre compte. C’est ce que nous avons fait la première après-midi.

Sur ces quais, we found an India that lives, full of colors, smells more or less pleasant, religious rituals whose meaning is beyond us ... A devout India, where people bathe in the Ganges, and then do their ablutions, drink its water , make their toilet and wash them even teeth, just off the sacred cows ...

"We're going to India to understand why we go to India" R. Airault

I have not stopped thinking about that phrase when I went on these platforms, because I began to find some answers ...

we interrupt for Children our dreams to sell us flowers, candles and henna, or simply ask a few rupees. These children are very strong! They know a few phrases in a dozen languages, and emerge with aplomb as they are told the country where you come ... All that we ask for more money ...

And when asked what ' they will make money, they say a phrase surely learned by heart: "I give my mother to pay my school" ... But of course ... But

Varanasi is also the "Burning Ghats "those in which we proceed to the cremation. It is of course forbidden to take pictures, but I keep a souvenir rather strange. It was almost surreal to watch this ...

Late afternoon, we meet a friend of Hadrian (the great Belgian) who volunteered to Varanasi, where she cares for people without money. It will take us in a small vegetarian restaurant (like most restaurants of Varanasi), where we eat very well (it changes the canteen!), And we'll go to a little restaurant for dessert: a delicious apple pie with a scoop Ice ... A little fun worth his weight in peanut!

The next morning, waking at dawn to admire the sunrise by a boat ride on the Ganges ... ... Magical Moments Of Indian praying in the Ganges by making their toilet, sadhus doing their yoga, and ceremony which reads in part:

Our day was then punctuated by a visit to the Golden Temple, normally forbidden for Hindus but we managed to find an arrangement to return (pretending to be Hindus ... A long story ...). We then ate at a German Bakery where we had the right to cheese and cured meats imported ... It makes us very happy!

Then we went shopping, Varanasi is famous for its silk ...

The return train was also full of pitfalls and surprises: an old woman defecates on the dock in front of everyone, as if nothing had happened, the station is filled with people sleeping on the floor, even newborns, 3 berths for us 10, and a few hours late ...

Review: A magical weekend and full adventure ...

Thursday, September 17, 2009

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Impressions and images of the campus of IIM-C

For less patients who do not read my "blah blah" (you are wrong ...), here are some pictures campus .

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These days have been filled with meetings, discoveries and wonders ...

But do not forget that I'm not coming as a tourist (he seems ...) I came here to study (so they told me ...).

J’ai intégré la deuxième année d’un programme MBA d'une des écoles les plus prestigieuses d’Inde. Comme déjà dit précédemment, les étudiants sont triés sur le volet (400 sélectionnés sur 300 000), et certains ne sont clairement pas là pour rigoler… La majorité d’entre eux ont fait une école d’ingénieur et travaillé un ou deux ans avant de rentrer à l’IIMC. Ils n’ont donc pas du tout les mêmes manières de réfléchir que nous qui n’avons fait que des écoles de commerce…

Idée reçue: Les indiens travaillent dur –> TRUE

In our living room for students of 1st year MBA program. During their period of review, regardless of the time when we would leave our room, they were still awake, reviewing in big-books-to-discourage-from-the-hedge . It must be said that their grades count in their placement for internships and jobs, so they are very motivated!

Myth: The Indians are at the forefront in terms of management -> It depends ...

I had to choose 6 courses. Some are exciting , as my course on Business Dynamics, which is to model processes within an enterprise (say hello to my colleagues in the Program Management Generali!).

I also have a course called "Entrepreneurship in NGOs", where one must carry out a project for an NGO to help in terms of visibility, operation, or other related field our knowledge. I got in touch with an NGO in the field of Fair Trade, so I decided to conduct a knowledge management project .

Other courses are much plus scolaires (économie internationale, économie de la stratégie, plan stratégique et gestion des ressources humaines).

Enfin, j’ai un autre cours de ressources humaines, où pour le moment, le prof ne fait qu’enfoncer des portes ouvertes… J’espère que ça s’arrangera…

Quoiqu’il en soit, il y a beaucoup de travaux de groupes et c’est pas facile de se coordonner. De plus, les indiens ayant des rythmes de vie différents de nos standards (certains ne dorment jamais je crois…), les réunions sont planifiées en général le soir vers 22 ou 23h…

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The concept of "Pump It Up" is exported to Asia

As some of you may already know, when I take pictures, anywhere, I do not like people to be static over because we sometimes feel they are not happy to be there.

To motivate the subjects of my photos, I often repeat the following sentence:

"Pretend you spend the best time of your life. I want to see big smiles, arms in the air and shouting "

Here's a quick explanation of the concept derived from my nickname (beware, there is a copyright on it!) ... An explanation

picture is worth a thousand words, here are two photos taken at my farewell party:

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PHOTO "PUMP IT UP"

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Objectively, which of these photos is more fun? "

I think the answer is obvious ...

In short, all that to say that I decided to export the concept to Asia (a program!). My challenge? Take my picture with local "pause Pump It Up".

For now, there is not much, but I still have some time to complete the album!

You will find the photos HERE

Tuesday, September 8, 2009

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"I'll sleep with you" India, and a small music video Indian

Here are two videos, one informative and one just for fun ...

The first number is devoted to India's famous show "I'll sleep with you" where Antoine Maximy travels the globe trying to invite themselves to sleep in people.

It lasts quite a while but not reflect badly India and diversity ... You will find by clicking here .

The second video is a clip indian relatively known, where some joker had fun trying to subtitle the video in English with understanding what he thought ... Enjoy!

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The first two weeks in India: the "adjustment period" ...

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Here I am working on the blog!

My absence was not really due to the abundance of courses, but more a phenomenon more commonly known as the "adjustment period" ... Despite everything I have said in my last post on the fact that I was well prepared, that I needed a lot to shock me etc ... The first days were hard ...

In fact, everything here is different:

  • Climate: It goes from scorching heat and humid (94% humidity!) to rainy do not stop for several days !
  • environment : Nous avons la chance de vivre sur un campus vert et à l’abri de l’agitation de la ville. Le confort basique de nos chambres est suffisant, et les douches froides passent encore à cette période de l’année (je ferai moins ma maline d’ici un mois quand il faudra aller chercher de l’eau chaude dans un seau…) . Le problème, c’est dès qu’on sort du campus… Chaque déplacement est un parcours du combattant , qui commence par la négociation du taxi, où l’on sait que quoiqu’il arrive, au final, on se fera avoir…
  • Les gens : Je ne vais pas partir immediately into a brief explanation of cultural differences ... I would have time to talk during my stay! But there are several types of Indian ...

- First there are the Indian watching you with eyes flabbergasted, especially when you ride herd group of Western

- Those we take pictures, blondes are particularly popular because very different

- Those who want to know where it comes ( "Where do you come from?" is the question of Indian mascot) before they even know our name

- Those who dare not look you in the eye (lower castes or vestiges of colonialism ... I have not yet found an explanation ... )

- Those who harass you to sell you things you do not need, but which might need your parents / brothers / sisters, and protest when you refuse to buy "What? You do not like your mother?! " (Truthful, it happened to us last week)

- Those who haggle too much ... At home, haggling is a game, and I feel I'll be able to refine here, once I have a little more info on the value of things

- Those who shake their heads and say everything and anything: yes, no and maybe at the same time. This category includes most of the Indian reality. It's confusing at first but ultimately very funny, and I'm sure a lot of us will return with the tick (some are already trying to adopt more or less dexterity ...)

- Those who offer to help as soon as you look lost, especially on campus. Indian students are A-DO-able! (We can not however say the same thing for the administration, called "Come Back Tomorrow" by the Indians themselves)

  • Food : (Yes you may have forgotten but I was doing a list of things that were different here ... I blablate so you had probably lost the thread ...)

Then the food ... Hmm ... How to explain this point without sounding too offensive?

(Note: the following is absolutely not objective and is only my opinion ... Many foreign students still appreciate the canteen for now ...)

Each of our Hostel is equipped with a "Dining Hall , "also called" Mess "(and his name deserves ...). He yaa 5 sessions of meals per day (Ptit bf, bf, lunch, dinner, night session). Apart from the small bf and afternoon tea with toast served with butter margarine, jam, and chai latte (or almost), all meals are identically THE SAME! Eat the same thing does bother me more than that if only they were good and not spicy ...

Myth No. 3 : In Indian plate, there is more spice than food -> TRUE , true, and yet TRUE!

Well, it turns out that my first meeting with the canteen, I knew we would not really be friends ... Just the smell makes me sick (literally, it is the worst ) ... I tried

force me to eat, and that's where it got complicated ... I got sick, throwing up everything I ate instant, for a whole week ...

(I promise I will not go into the details of my life stomach and bowel, even if it is a topic of conversation most popular right now among international students ...)

short, all that to say that the first week was not the easiest, but for two days, my mood and my spirit legendary conqueror came back!

This weekend, we start with some foreign students Varanasi (Benares). First expedition, 14h train ... It promises!

Saturday, September 5, 2009

Where Buy Stamping Blank

The arrival at the Indian Institute of Management Calcutta

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We arrived in Calcutta on August 27 evening, though tired from the day trip from Bangkok. Coralie was sick from something you ate in the street on the last day so it was not easy for her.

A school car picked us up at the airport exit.

Myth No. 1: All Indians speak English -> FALSE

Our driver had vague notions, and even if he understood vaguely what he said was not really able to communicate with him.

So, we did not know how long our journey would take to campus. All we knew was that it was far (we had been told when we cleared customs at the airport). In the end, it took us two hours anyway!

During the trip, I open my eyes wide, my first discovery of India. Many people, little scenes of traditional life, women wear their saris baby, children play, a circle of people sitting cross-legged listening to the oldest of them, and of course, cows on the side of the road ... In the end, nothing surprises me, nothing shocks me. On the one hand, I feel not really be there and watch these scenes as I was watching a news story. On the other hand, I read a lot about India's preparation for my arrival, and this may be what took away the element of surprise ...

Myth No. 2: Indians can not drive -> FALSE

Indians obviously have a very special way of driving. Most cars do not use flash or mirror. They drive very fast, honk a lot and do not use the same concept of priorities in the West ...

But in reality, I quickly realized that the drivers know very well what they do! The rule for the priorities is the "fittest" in the sense that larger vehicles (buses and trucks) to pass the cars that pass by the auto-rickshaws, rickshaws passing by and motorbikes. Pedestrians have qu’à se frayer un chemin parmi les véhicules!

On est arrivés sur le campus et on nous a attribué nos chambres pendant que Dorian est allé à son hôtel, pas très loin de notre campus.

Même s’il fait nuit, on remarque déjà que les photos du campus que l’on a vu sur le site internet sont relativement mensongères (ou bien datent de l’année où a été construite l’école) et les bâtiments méritent un petit coup de peinture. L’explication par un indien:

“En Inde, on part du principe que tant que ça ne tombe pas par terre, ça ne sert pas à grand chose de renovation "

Our rooms with basic facilities. Some students were upset about their condition, but personally I do not clearly expected to arrive in a 5 star, so it suits me. And then as we had just spent two weeks moving from place to place, we were quite happy to have our room and we can get our business from our backpack!

On campus, there are several "hostels", buildings which house students. All foreign students are housed in "Ramanujan Hostel" also called "Old Hostel ". The boys are housed at the New Hostel "(which has little of" New ") or" Schedule ".

Once installed, we headed to the small grocery store in our building for us to buy food (It would still not try everything on the canteen!) . Once there, we found Navitesh.

Navitesh is a member of the welcoming committee for foreign students. We leave with him to visit the campus. Night is not transcendent, but on the way, arrived at the only grocery store on campus that sells beer, we find all les étudiants étrangers déjà arrivés à Calcutta… Après les présentations, nous avons passé la soirée ensemble sur le toit d’un des Hostel, qui est désormais notre QG…

Petit aparté pour mes collègues de Generali, et tout ceux que j’ai bassiné avec l’histoire de quarantaine due à la Grippe A: A l’aéroport, on a juste eu un contrôle de température pas réellement significatif, et une visite médicale sur le campus qui tenait plus de la formalité… En revanche un des étudiants de l’école est suspecté, mais il est actuellement à l’hôpital…

Thursday, September 3, 2009

How Many Calories In A School Lunch

India, a country particularly

I arrived for a week now, which will allow me to have a little back on what I'll tell you.

Many of you ask me to tell more of my adventures soon ... But I'm just back to school, which leaves me little time to write ...

I telling you all this by the weekend weekend, promise!

In the meantime, here's a short video on the habits of the Indians, and I'm going to work my way to check all these ideas, and many more ...

Wednesday, September 2, 2009

Best Processer In The World

... Last day Thailand: Bangkok and Ayutthaya, August 24 to 27

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The 24 does not deserve a lot of lines: return trip from Koh Tao to Bangkok, from 8:30 a.m. to 8:30 p.m., ferry and bus ... A Day awful, but it must be one for perspective with all the good days we had spent ...

25, we spent the day Ayutthaya, a town at 1:30 in Bangkok. This city, founded in the 14th century became the capital of the kingdom, and was destroyed in the 18th century by the Burmese army. The city is composed of rubble and ancient temples.

We rented a tuk-tuk for the day to visit the top corners.

Day visit very interesting despite the sweltering heat. Impressive temples, which were being even more at the time of the apogee of the city. One wonders how even when armed Burmese have done to destroy buildings as large ...

same evening as the night we dined with Manu and a friend of his in a small canteen on the sidewalk. It was really delicious!

We then headed to Khao San Road to find Bangkok by night. We were at Gazebo, a night bar atmosphere with Arabian sheesha and servers wearing chachia (but if you know, those famous small red hats ). I never imagined found a place like Bangkok!

Live music, young crowd, we note however that we are quickly in a classroom when we look at the map, with prices closer to those of Paris ...

We spent a wonderful evening with Manu, Nicolas, his girlfriend Thai and a friend of hers. We laughed a lot, especially back in a taxi when Manu made us a visit in Bangkok based on facts not checked too:

"And on your right you will find one of the most famous places in Bangkok because it ' here is that it formed the first traffic jam in town! "

The next day, sleep and a few visits in the afternoon: The

  • Wat Arun, or Temple of Dawn Again a temple?! But not any! It owes its name to the fact that according to legend, he would be "the first avoir reçu la lumière du matin”… (?! J’ai lu ça quelque part mais je percute pas vraiment et j’ai pas réussi à trouver plus d’infos, je trouvais ça joli comme formule malgré tout…). J’avais vu des photos de ce temple, et il ne me disait pas plus que ça car je croyais que c’était juste de la pierre, mais en réalité, il est recouvert de petits morceaux de porcelaine de toutes les couleurs, c’est vraiment une merveille! Le seul hic, c’est que pour monter, les escaliers sont extrêmement pentus, du coup la montée a été dure, mais la descente l’a été d’autant plus! (Another mission accomplished for the adventurous to the extreme!)
  • The Baiyoke Tower II , which is the tallest building in Thailand, with 343m. From its 88 floors, the building houses a huge hotel complex . On the top floor, a rotating platform allows us to observe Bangkok to 360 °.

Below is a short video from the top of Baiyoke II:

We sipped a little juice with a view on this incredible city, took a few pictures and went back down for new adventures ...

  • We finally returned to Khao San Road to our latest purchases.

Another short video, for the atmosphere of Khao San Road:

We let ourselves be tempted by a "Fish Massage . So we put our feet in large aquariums where very small fish came to eat our dead skin ... Giggles guaranteed! It tickles, it's very funny, and ultimately found a baby's skin!

The only problem was when we wanted to leave after the massage finished ... We have discovered the real meaning of the monsoon! A rainstorm hit the street ... At first we thought it was relatively boring, and then we quickly realized we would be stuck a while, then landed in the first place we found : a small bar improvised by a clothing store, with nice music, but most importantly, touts highly motivated and with whom we had a good laugh!

I think in the end it was experience that we had to live during our stay, at least to understand Thailand in its entirety (or almost ...). was a great night ...

We were taking off to Calcutta the next day ...

Thus was finished our stay in Thailand a week ago now. I'm still nostalgic ...

This country is very endearing, and I now understand you to say all people who go once always end up coming back ...

One thing is certain, I will return soon that I have the opportunity!

(Pictures of Ayutthaya here )

(Photos from Bangkok thereby )