Here (finally) the first article of my blog!
A blog about my life in the Philippines (ba yeah, it used to it a blog ^ ^), and it is easier by mail, I would put lots of pictures!
So I'll start!
Wednesday, June 9, 7am, Paris: little after 3 hours of sleep, and a suitcase (a bit too full, but it should not go?) to removal I'm in love with my RER B, direction CDG.
And in fact, too few kg have not gone ... "Madam, you have extra 5kg, I can make you pass 2, but otherwise, you pay or you recondition? - Ba um, (too lazy to reopen this case) is how much extra per kg? Wait, then to Manila, it makes you 30 euros per kilo! - (aouch) Well, I think I'll repackage.
And c'mon that I'll reopen the suitcases where Michael had packed up well as it should, and that I will fill the cabin bag and that I give half of my clothes ... and stuff before everyone (RAM underwear air I say, the liberation of bodies and all and everything, but still!). Finally I reweighed it all, "ah ben there, you can add 3kg quiet" rrrrr .
First test passed ...
June 9, 9:30 CDG When to go, we gotta go ... Rough start, two madeleines in tears, kisses last a long time ...
I arrive at Mr X-Ray, not very accommodating, "Come on, the two cameras, laptop, in bins, .... ah ba hey, your shoes as well as do it ". Fortunately I had the same socks ^ ^
Departure Hall: This is great, y ' was full of people, and I have one wish, cry, then I cry, but at the same time, there's a group of Chinese in front of me doing exercises (movements of hands I had never seen, bending, I touch my feet, I go back, I touch my feet), and just that, it makes me want to laugh, but I'm too sad for that!
I'm sad, but at the same time too glad to leave Paris for a year, to discover a totally unknown, to travel, ants in my legs were beginning to become unbearable, I had to move!
I just loved moving with him ... well, I still have the teddy bear to comfort me (a little)
June 9, noon, Schipol Airport, Amsterdam:
C'est grand, plus personne ne parle français, (et franchement, le néerlandais, c'est "muy chelou", Cécile, je sais pas comment tu vas faire^^). M'enfin bon, je traine, je cherche un livre, (néerlandais c'est pas trop la peine), j'abandonne. Et j'essaie de trouver ma porte d'embarquement pour Manille, et je mets 30 min à arriver (non c'est pas les tulipes qui m'ont arrêtées, c'est juste immense).
Arrivée à la Gate E24, je commence à me rendre compte de l'endroit où je vais, dans le hall, il n'y a que des philippins, deux ou trois couples de touristes, et enfin, des white men, old and fat ...
But Filipinos are adorable, I feel a little seen (and poor groups in the Japanese garden at Sciences Po), but when I sit, I begin to enter the discussion, kind the trick would you do in the Paris metro, we would call the police, and people are too surprised that a French student coming to study in Manila, quite flattered as I think they are mostly super nice!
The Netherlands Ms. X-Ray look a little less strict than the French, since I arrived to keep my shoes!
I find myself sitting beside a big white rather disgusting, I wonder what he will do in the Philippines ... until I see a book he is reading porn, then I can not even have doubts ... m'enfin good! I'm going to sleep!
I abandons the middle of the night, between Russia, Kazakhstan and China!
tomorrow, and maligayang pagdating ( welcome ) in the migratory bird's nest!
C'est grand, plus personne ne parle français, (et franchement, le néerlandais, c'est "muy chelou", Cécile, je sais pas comment tu vas faire^^). M'enfin bon, je traine, je cherche un livre, (néerlandais c'est pas trop la peine), j'abandonne. Et j'essaie de trouver ma porte d'embarquement pour Manille, et je mets 30 min à arriver (non c'est pas les tulipes qui m'ont arrêtées, c'est juste immense).
Arrivée à la Gate E24, je commence à me rendre compte de l'endroit où je vais, dans le hall, il n'y a que des philippins, deux ou trois couples de touristes, et enfin, des white men, old and fat ...
But Filipinos are adorable, I feel a little seen (and poor groups in the Japanese garden at Sciences Po), but when I sit, I begin to enter the discussion, kind the trick would you do in the Paris metro, we would call the police, and people are too surprised that a French student coming to study in Manila, quite flattered as I think they are mostly super nice!
The Netherlands Ms. X-Ray look a little less strict than the French, since I arrived to keep my shoes!
I find myself sitting beside a big white rather disgusting, I wonder what he will do in the Philippines ... until I see a book he is reading porn, then I can not even have doubts ... m'enfin good! I'm going to sleep!
tomorrow, and maligayang pagdating ( welcome ) in the migratory bird's nest!
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