Roland Garros

Yesterday morning, I did a little stop by Roland Garros before going to work to watch Freddy win his first qualifying match. He had a extra vip pass for the week so I gotta a hand on it. With a little luck, maybe I can see Mr. Federer hit a few balls this week-end, or even better, maybe Freddy makes it to the main draw. Here is the article on the Rds Website

He's playing his second match today if weather allows.

Lyon

Bon ce week-end nous sommes allé rendre vistité notre pot Guillaume dans le centre sud de la France a Lyon pour un gros festival musical Les Nuits Sonores. Le programme du week-end fut , départ de Paris Vendredi à 20:00 en courant pour attraper le train après avoir trinqué 2 pintes. Le vendredi soir on a vu Violent Femme, Damien Lazarus et pour complèter le tout, la fabuleuse Miss Kitten. Que de plaisir pour les oreilles. Samedi, petite visite de Lyon, surtout du vieux Lyon portant encore les marques de l'occupation romaine. Et ce, pour se rendre au Palais de la Bière, et oui, sur la Côte du Rhone ou le vin est roi, un palais de la bière ou les gars vont à chaque fois qu'ils sont sur Lyon et ou on nous a réservé un acceuil très chaleureux. Ensuite nous avons terminé avec une bonne bouffe dans la montagne, 2 rue des fantasque, restaurant Au Temps Perdu, suggestion des Dobracoracols avec qui nous avons mangé après le show de Patick Watson mardi. Kelou fut un chef et embassadeur hors pair avec qui nous avons terminé la soirée dans un petit club de Lyon. Défénitivement un resto à ne pas manquer. Dimanche, journée tranquille, Barbecue sur la terasse, chillin time. Je vais ajouter des photos qd Max va me les envoyer.

Patrick Watson à la boule noire

Mardi soir je suis allé voir Patrick avec Alex à la boule noire, c'était un excellent show.

Sarco is in, Jipp is moving again

The last 2 weeks were pretty much influenced by politics, France voted in Sarkosy, a President from the right, a little hobbit with capitalist ideas(Maybe some remember him with his brutal interventions during the riots in Paris suburbs 2 years ago). The youth of France wasn't pleased by the results of the election and there's been a few fun riots.

For my part, allot has happen but not much worth mentioning; work work, many restaurants, much partying. I finally started playing squash, realised I have to quit smoking. After squash with Ben, a buddy of Max and co-worker @ IBM, I went for dinner with him and met his friend Clemence who found me an amazing appartment dans le 4ieme arrondissement, 5 minute walk from where I live now. I'm so anxious to move in July.

Travelling wise, my trip in London where we had a great condo in Nothing Hill waiting for us got cancelled after the EuroTunnel was hit by a lightning, so we had to postpone that one. I got my flight booked to go back in Quebec for the first week of July, I'll be in Vald'or for my high school reunion, and a few days fishing. Booked a week-end with Max and the boys from Sherby in Barcelona in June. Here are a few pictures from Paris, I broke my digital camera and Alex lost his so I guess there will be a few good shots missing for a little while ;)

Paris 2007

Rue Quincampoix dans le 3iemes a Paris

This week, I moved-in my 23 m2 sur la rue Quincampoix(picture above), name you can remember from the movie, le Fabuleux Destin d'Amelie Poulin. If you take a Paris map and point straight in the center, Im right there. 5 minute walk from le Louvre and Notre-Dame. The apartment itself is a bit rustic. I feel like I was back in the 1800's when I have to climb all the way to the 6th floor or touching the ceiling when I shower and a few other inconvenients... No complaints though, it's cheap, got a bunch of friends living in a 5 minute radius and I am 20 minutes away from work and about anywhere in Paris.

Last week-end was spent going out, moving Ghyslain with 15 other Quebecois while drinking lots of beer. The bunch of expatriates from Quebec here are pretty tight, its quite cool.

On the negative side, I had to deal with the freaking French complexity to do about anything. You can't freaking take a dump here without your official visa, bank card and passport. Other than that stupid bureaucracy bullshit, Paris is a great city. I'm leaving tomorrow for a little party week-end in London.

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