<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494</id><updated>2012-02-16T22:11:21.585+01:00</updated><category term='plans'/><category term='Macworld 2007'/><category term='host family'/><category term='rennes'/><category term='electric guitar'/><category term='terrace'/><category term='Spring break'/><category term='Apple'/><category term='Montpellier'/><category term='train'/><category term='grammar'/><category term='awake at 2am'/><category term='half-way-point'/><category term='leaving'/><category term='travel'/><category term='job'/><category term='address'/><category term='Jazz'/><category term='sncf'/><category term='desire'/><category term='iPod'/><category term='Paris'/><category term='family'/><category term='Blue Up'/><category term='voyages'/><category term='Josselin'/><category term='comments'/><category term='PX100'/><category term='Ben'/><category term='exam'/><category term='Jaouen'/><category term='reflections'/><category term='birthday'/><category term='vacation'/><category term='Christmas'/><category term='jet lag'/><category term='bars'/><category term='Alpina B7'/><category term='Brest'/><category term='Rules'/><category term='battery'/><category term='apartment'/><category term='journey'/><category term='Karlsruhe'/><category term='pizza'/><category term='wi-fi'/><category term='Germany'/><category term='anonymous'/><category term='iPhone'/><category term='plane'/><category term='BMW'/><category term='touchscreen'/><category term='career'/><category term='guests'/><category term='tram'/><category term='arrival'/><category term='beginning'/><category term='Corny'/><category term='university'/><category term='Sennhauser'/><title type='text'>Robots in France</title><subtitle type='html'>Ramblings and updates of a life lived and studied in Montpellier, France</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>25</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-4304870898484301269</id><published>2007-06-08T19:54:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T20:01:25.389+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The End, for real</title><content type='html'>Alright kids, time to wrap this up, a full two weeks or more after I got home.  It was awesome, life-changing, yada yada.  I'll remember the people and places more than the actual being away from home part, even though at the end, that was my favorite part of coming home: the people, and the places (at home).  I've already visited Lafayette umpteen times, been to movies, driven my car, and now I'm going to F1 in a couple of weeks: what more could you want?  Thanks to whomever read this, and I'm sorry for the lack of updates and pictures.  Feel free to contact me if you're not on &lt;a href="http://purdue.facebook.com/profile.php?id=13708175"&gt;Facebook (my profile)&lt;/a&gt; and/or not on my friends list, and I'll hook up the photos. I got REALLY frustrated with the Blogger interface for photo uploading...it was simply too much to handle.  Anyway, I'll see ya when I see ya.  If you're in Indy this summer, hit me up. I'll be around.  If you're in Lafayette, I'll call when I get into town next time, I'm sure it'll be soon.  I'll see ya when I see ya...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-4304870898484301269?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4304870898484301269/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=4304870898484301269' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/4304870898484301269'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/4304870898484301269'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/06/end-for-real.html' title='The End, for real'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-2180909034741535312</id><published>2007-04-30T16:36:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-04-30T16:48:33.212+01:00</updated><title type='text'>La Fin (the end...)</title><content type='html'>OK, so technically there's a lot of trip left. Sort of, I have just BARELY over two weeks (some 16 days) until my parents and sister get here to visit, then we hit Paris and do the tourist thing until the 23rd of May, when we will all fly out together back to the States...where I can press "Play/Pause" and resume my American life that I put on hiatus for six months...about six months ago. OK, five months. Sue me. Anyway, I am excited, terrified, sad, delighted, and very uncomfortable making this change.  Over the course of the last 5 months or so, I have come to call Montpellier home, which above all, shocked me.  After returning from a BLAST of a time in Germany, then visiting Paris, I was almost brought to tears coming back to Montpellier and seeing the familiar sights again.  The tram, the train station, the place de la Comédie, all of it.  I felt like I was coming home.  As I said, I was shocked, and that's why I am feeling sad and excited to leave.  This is my home, but my home is also in the United States with my friends and family.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;...But wait...I have friends here, and another family I consider to be mine.  As mentioned, I visited my old host-family in Brest at the very beginning of the trip, and I am hoping to get to see them again before I leave.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Truth be told, I have no idea how I feel.  None.  I want to see my friends, my house, my town(s - lafayette and indianapolis) my job(s - SBUX in laf and indy), my cat, and strangely enough, well, not so strangely knowing me, I REALLY want to DRIVE MY CAR.  My license has expired effective March 25th, but my sister is taking me to get my new license (with my 21yr old self on it!) pretty much as soon as we get back, well, the day after.  I don't know if I'll be able to stay away from my car that long.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How do you end a trip like this? How do you say goodbye to a PLACE?! How can I say goodbye to people that I have become very close to, knowing I will most likely never see them again?  It's all so strange, and sad, and I never want to leave, yet every night I dream more and more intensely about being home, and I want nothing more than to BE home - "Home" - yeah.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Now what?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-2180909034741535312?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/2180909034741535312/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=2180909034741535312' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/2180909034741535312'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/2180909034741535312'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/04/la-fin-end.html' title='La Fin (the end...)'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-9078728900811958016</id><published>2007-03-30T15:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-30T16:00:31.168+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Alpina B7'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='BMW'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='train'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karlsruhe'/><title type='text'>Spring Break Itinerary</title><content type='html'>Here it is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31/3/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Train&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Montpellier -&gt; Marseille&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depart 05h26, arrive 07h08&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Plane&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Marseille MP2 -&gt; Karlsruhe-Baden, Germany&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depart 10h18, arrive 11h40 local time&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;31/3/2007 thru 5/4/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;    Corny picks me up at the airport on the 31st (tomorrow!) and then the fun begins! Ben Borgmann will be meeting up with us in town around 13h00 local time (+7 from EDT, US), and will stay with me and Corny at Corny's place that night. Heading out on the town!  Seeing sights and general Germany-kickin-it, with a possible trip to Heidelberg to see a sweet &lt;a href="http://www.autoweek.com/apps/pbcs.dll/article?AID=/20060116/FREE/60106003/1009/rss03"&gt;BMW Alpina B7&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;owned by Corny's friend up there. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Possible&lt;/span&gt;. Expect pictures for sure if I get to see it!  Heading to Paris on the 5th of April, 5-hr train trip:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;5/4/2007&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Train&lt;/li&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;li&gt;Karlsruhe, Germany -&gt; Paris, France&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;Depart 12h, arrive 17h.&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;    Once is Paris, I will relax for a while (as long as a couple of days, depending on Scotland!) and meet up with Larisa, one of my best friends, who will be working with an architecture firm in Paris until December, can't wait for that! Talk about unexpected, but also really fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that's what I got, kids.  Enjoy! Email me if you have any questions, suggestions of what to do/see/general harassment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ciao!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-9078728900811958016?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/9078728900811958016/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=9078728900811958016' title='5 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/9078728900811958016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/9078728900811958016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/spring-break-itinerary.html' title='Spring Break Itinerary'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>5</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-5484225388797681579</id><published>2007-03-26T16:38:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-26T16:42:27.075+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Ben'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Corny'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Germany'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Spring break'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Karlsruhe'/><title type='text'>Germany, das ist gut!</title><content type='html'>I booked my tickets for all travel concerning my trip to &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Karlsruhe, Germany&lt;/span&gt;.  I'll be taking a train &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;really&lt;/span&gt; early in the morning on the 31st of March, circa 5h26, to Marseille, where I will take a plane (thanks ryanair for the cheap ticket!) to Karlsruhe, Germany, to visit my old high-school and swimming buddy, Cornelius Weber, and also one of my Phi Psi brothers (and an LNHS '04 grad with me, among other things) who is interning for John Deere, Ben Borgmann. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Nice&lt;/span&gt;.  I am so excited to get out of Montpellier for a bit!  After all the crazy times are over in Germany, I'll be taking a train to Paris to either fly out to Edinburgh via Glasgow to visit the family there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Actually I just found out the library's closing...so I gotta cut this one short. Expect a full itinerary when I get back on the 'net!  See you...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-5484225388797681579?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5484225388797681579/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=5484225388797681579' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/5484225388797681579'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/5484225388797681579'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/germany-das-ist-gut.html' title='Germany, das ist gut!'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-8231021909413759884</id><published>2007-03-22T13:49:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-22T13:56:24.163+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='exam'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='grammar'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vacation'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='birthday'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='bars'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='guests'/><title type='text'>Grammar Exam, Birthday, Vacation!</title><content type='html'>Originally I was going to head out on a grand voyage with Bridget &amp; company for this HUGE 2-week vacation, but I have a decided LACK of TALENT with money, so I'm going to abbreviate my trip (hopefully I get one!) to things I'm going to hate myself if I don't do before I leave...mainly go to Scotland (I should email them again...), visit Cornelius &amp;amp; Ben in Germany (and also see Germany...yeah! Go BMW!), and thats about it.  I'd be happy with that! I will probably pop up to Paris a few times, that way I can see more of the city (it's also stupidly close &amp; cheap to get to from Montpellier), and that will help me with being 'tour guide' for my parents &amp;amp; sister when they get here may 17th. Excited!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I got my first grammar exam back today...and I got a B+. I was a little disappointed, but a B+ is pretty good, and I didn't get too much time to review as people were visiting at that point.  I'm glad they were here, very glad indeed, but a little (lot) of peace and quiet is really really comforting for me.  I'm a loner of sorts, and if I never get my alone time, even if I'm bored, I start to go crazy.  I cherish those few hours a day I get to myself...its like recharging my battery.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, I turn 21 on Sunday, the 25th! Wow, I can't remember how long I've been waiting for this one; having been going to the bars here and the ability to buy alcohol, it sorta tarnishes that special title, but once I get back to the states, I bet it'll feel fresh all over again.  I'm just glad I'll get that initial phase out of my system before I get back to the states...you know, the Holy Crap! I can buy this! one. Glad that's over.  I've gone out an infinite less amount of times since the beginning of the semester, a trend I hope to continue. It saves money, and time, and sleep.  Guess I needed to get that out, but still...I was exhausted a lot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sorry for the lack of pictures, it's been cold and ugly around here lately, and I haven't gone anywhere exciting nor done anything exciting, except have guests, and I'm working on those pictures, so don't worry, you'll get to see what we did in due time!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next time...&lt;br /&gt;P&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-8231021909413759884?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8231021909413759884/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=8231021909413759884' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/8231021909413759884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/8231021909413759884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/grammar-exam-birthday-vacation.html' title='Grammar Exam, Birthday, Vacation!'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-8720765083305930076</id><published>2007-03-15T13:16:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-03-15T13:24:03.048+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='half-way-point'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='reflections'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='job'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='career'/><title type='text'>Holy Lack of Updates, Batman!</title><content type='html'>Yeah yeah, I know. It's been almost a month to the day since I last updated.  So here we go:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My mom pointed out in an email the other day that I've crested the half-way point of this trip, which is a weird feeling.  Everyday that passes I'm more ready to come home, but also strangely more comfortable in my skin and with my surroundings.  I also stun myself sometimes with my French skills, not to brag, but they were definitely thrown into sharp relief when I had some visitors here these past few weeks (Jimmy &amp; Victoria, Lee &amp;amp; Jess, Kyle &amp; Megan and his Mom), where my services were much needed.  Always feels good to actually use my major for something...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Basically this trip has been/is a long lesson for me, and I realize that my time in college is almost up.  I've started putting together a resume, and thinking about the future.  Step one: get my spending habits under control. Ouch, seriously.  Step two: get a job. I've got a few options flying around in my head, and almost all are easily attainable, some aren't, but those are the dreams/the ones I really have to work for.  Success is never sweeter than after hard work.  One year of college left, then it's the real world, at least for now.  And it's going to be US-based, I'm not flying the coop for Europe, not just yet.  I can definitely live here, I've proven that to myself here, and probably will in the future.  But for the time being, my family is basically my identity, and while I've made my own for myself, they still are a huge influence and support system for me, and I can't be this far away from them, at least not yet.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, where to? Chicago is a good thought, maybe even somewhere in Indianapolis temporarily, but I really liked Boston, and I want to visit New York.  Yeah, all expensive, I know.  But Starbucks being my first career option, I can hopefully afford it. I've spoken with some higher-ups, and put the wheels in motion for my further promotion up the company ladder, all of which is good news. Question is, have I forgotten how to barista?! I sure hope not; it's actually a recurring dream for me, being behind the bar, back at work, pleased as punch (it gets REALLY boring here sometimes...I've learned boredom is a global trait, no matter where you are, Indy, Lafayette, or Montpellier, you can always be bored...find something to occupy your time!), and then I've forgotten everything.  It's pretty terrible. I'm sure I'll be fine ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run to class, more updates more often, I promise.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-8720765083305930076?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8720765083305930076/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=8720765083305930076' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/8720765083305930076'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/8720765083305930076'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/03/holy-lack-of-updates-batman.html' title='Holy Lack of Updates, Batman!'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-5968508587849796190</id><published>2007-02-16T19:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-16T19:16:01.899+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Jogging, or “Jogging,” it might be a soft “j” …</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;Today I decided to get back into a very good habit that I started a while back in the states; heeding some good advice from my father and staying active throughout my adult life should indeed prove, well, good for my health.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I am pretty out of shape since it’s been a good 2 months or more since I had my last run, but it’s never easy to get back into exercising.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Today’s jaunt only lasted about a half hour before I started to get some cramps, but that may be because I am pretty de-hydrated in general (last night being the beginning of February vacation and all.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We spent the night in the traditional Thursday fashion, that is, the pub quiz at O’Carolans! Works your mind and your beer glass…)&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I am a bit tired and winded, but it still feels good…weird how that is.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This time I ran around in the neighborhood, but next time I’m going to take the tram and bus to the beach (you have to take both to get there) and see what’s goin’ on down there.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I actually haven’t been to the beach yet, but since the weather is currently spectacular, (about 70 and sunny for the past two days, but who knows how long that will last?) I figure it’s worth a visit.&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;    &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;In other news, Josselin can’t come due to some complications, so I have no plans for February break and it’s a bit late (and I’m a bit low on funds…got to make it ‘til March!) to make any, I’m staying in town and, well, since almost all of my friends are leaving, (except a few of the French kids I know) I’ll be…bored.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;However, I might make a quick jaunt (yeah, a quick jaunt) to &lt;st1:country-region st="on"&gt;&lt;st1:place st="on"&gt;Germany&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; to visit Ben Borgmann and/or Cornelius Weber, one of my friends from swimming back in high school.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Wow!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Georgia;"&gt;I’m off to shower…see you.&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-5968508587849796190?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5968508587849796190/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=5968508587849796190' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/5968508587849796190'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/5968508587849796190'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/02/jogging-or-jogging-it-might-be-soft-j.html' title='Jogging, or “Jogging,” it might be a soft “j” …'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-5312206062169861273</id><published>2007-02-13T15:18:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-11T01:44:25.177+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='touchscreen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='wi-fi'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPhone'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='desire'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Macworld 2007'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Apple'/><title type='text'>I want an iPhone</title><content type='html'>I'm sure most of you already know this, you techno-savvy people you (hey, you're reading my blog, you must be a geek!), but Apple revealed plans for its iPhone at MacWorld 2007, and to put it simple, I must own this object, as tasteless as that sounds.  It comes in 4GB or 8GB models, $499 and $599, respectively, and a host of amazing technology.  First, it's an iPod with a 3.5" widescreen, obviously, its a phone, with some really cool features like easy call-merging to enable conference calls, and Apple made a deal with Google and Cingular (the ONLY provider of iPhone) to offer Google maps on the phone!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The phone uses 802.11g/b wi-fi to get real broadband speeds, and you can also use Cingular's EDGE network.  Why am I telling you all of this? Check out the link and see for yourself!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oh yeah, no keyboard. It's all touch-screen.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.apple.com/iphone/"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;-apple.com/iPhone&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-5312206062169861273?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5312206062169861273/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=5312206062169861273' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/5312206062169861273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/5312206062169861273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/02/i-want-iphone.html' title='I want an iPhone'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-9108154064600086863</id><published>2007-02-07T16:23:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:29:28.610+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Rules'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='comments'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='anonymous'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='address'/><title type='text'>Rules for Commenting</title><content type='html'>Alright, time to set some ground rules.  I love it that people comment, but here's a few easy rules to follow:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ol&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you leave one of those "Wow! Nice to see the blog, how are things? Well, get back to me!" posts, you are &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;obligated by common sense to leave a way to contact you. &lt;/span&gt;If not, you risk a manhunt with your name on it, or me publicly calling you stupid. You pick.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;li&gt;If you are posting, there are 3 options. One is to post with your gmail/blogger account; one is to post and simply leave your name (for those of you without a gmail/blogger account - this is about 90% of you); and finally, anonymous.  This is the worst option. Not only do I &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;not&lt;/span&gt; know who posted, but I am also frustrated by my inability to respond and/or weigh in my views/opinions/clarifications with you. Please leave your name, number, and message after the beep. &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;beep.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/li&gt;&lt;/ol&gt;Thanks again for reading, and leave email addresses, or if you want postcards, send me an email (its posted) with your address (I don't recommend posting your address, but it's up to you...) and I might think about sending you one.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-9108154064600086863?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/9108154064600086863/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=9108154064600086863' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/9108154064600086863'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/9108154064600086863'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/02/rules-for-commenting.html' title='Rules for Commenting'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-8262049330241395945</id><published>2007-02-06T18:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-07T16:23:21.343+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Rock It To The Moon!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/Rci5ZOBz9sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wUPohuRaizg/s1600-h/pints.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/Rci5ZOBz9sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wUPohuRaizg/s200/pints.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028472826872723138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Here in Montpellier, there is an awesome event called "Rock It To The Moon," which happens most every Wednesday evening at a music bar called "Peanuts."  It was canceled this past Wednesday, but that's a story from another time.  The RockIt bills itself as "Indie Pop Rock Mix" so obviously I wanted to go.  I am now addicted, and if you're one of the lucky few visiting me, plan on attending at least one (depending on the duration of your stay!).  Here's some snazzy pix, and their blog: &lt;a href="http://rockittothemoon.blogspot.com/"&gt;Rock It To The Moon!&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/Rci6nuBz9uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Mrgb2mLkoW4/s1600-h/turntables_lomo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/Rci6nuBz9uI/AAAAAAAAAGM/Mrgb2mLkoW4/s200/turntables_lomo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028474175492454114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/Rci6EOBz9tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Tovw4zU807Y/s1600-h/jean_cigarette.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/Rci6EOBz9tI/AAAAAAAAAGE/Tovw4zU807Y/s200/jean_cigarette.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5028473565607098066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-8262049330241395945?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8262049330241395945/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=8262049330241395945' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/8262049330241395945'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/8262049330241395945'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/02/rock-it-to-moon.html' title='Rock It To The Moon!'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/Rci5ZOBz9sI/AAAAAAAAAF8/wUPohuRaizg/s72-c/pints.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-3003588211464621021</id><published>2007-02-03T11:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-02-03T12:01:50.036+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jazz'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Blue Up'/><title type='text'>Blue Up...</title><content type='html'>It's been over two weeks now, so time to get back down to business. Hey! Things have gotten busy here, school is now going strong, so time has become precious.  A lot has happened since the last post, but I'm using a friend's computer, so no photos, they're all formatted already, so posting should be quick and easy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So last night we went to a Jazz bar that a couple of the students stumbled upon called the "Blue Up," there was a live band playing, and they were pretty much amazing. Not the best of the best, but easy to listen to, and they had a sax (a GOOD sax), which isnt really easy to find.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta run, we have a cocktail party at our place tonite, and that means I gotta clean. Expect pictures!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-3003588211464621021?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3003588211464621021/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=3003588211464621021' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/3003588211464621021'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/3003588211464621021'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/02/blue-up.html' title='Blue Up...'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-6309590943250109120</id><published>2007-01-16T16:03:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-16T16:31:52.145+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Misc. Update</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazqdH9iT1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/RuoyEPDAOhM/s1600-h/bridget_beerpong.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazqdH9iT1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/RuoyEPDAOhM/s200/bridget_beerpong.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020645470685515602" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Yo. Long time no see.  Here's whats new in Montpellier: Beer Pong! The french have never heard of it, so we jerry-rigged (sp?) a janky table to educate these poor poor ignorant people.  We didn't have SOLO cups, though, so we had to make up our own style...smaller, and therefore, &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;harder&lt;/span&gt; to hit the cups. Check out the pics!  We invited a bunch of the American students and their French friends and the French kids that are helping us out in the program.  Also, from now on the pics will be small thumbnails, big (800x600) when you open them up. Not bad, eh?  Hoo-ray Nikon&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazreX9iT2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/QXmIyx_Dh3I/s1600-h/lafoule.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazreX9iT2I/AAAAAAAAAE8/QXmIyx_Dh3I/s200/lafoule.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020646591671979874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.  Also, some of these pics are from random nights out in Montpellier with the usual American/French mix. Bam!  Also, please everyone laugh and point at Liz and Brian (two other Purdue kids on the program) crashing on our couch/bed the night of the beer pong championship.  They are perfectly separated on the sides of the couch.  Haha, awkward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Classes are in their second week here, and they're not too bad, except probably I'm going to switch my philosophy course for something else; philosophy is hard enough i&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazsYn9iT3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/RhTy2DLWhqY/s1600-h/hahabrian_liz.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazsYn9iT3I/AAAAAAAAAFE/RhTy2DLWhqY/s200/hahabrian_liz.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020647592399359858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;n english, let alone french.  Plus, the material is based on stuff the class learned first semester, which doesn't really help, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Man, I keep forgetting of things I've taken pictures of this weekend while I didn't have access to the internet.  Took some pics of Paul Valéry!  This is the Arts/Humanities campus of the Université Montpellier, which is actually spread out all over town.  So here it is, my campus! Hopefully you c&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazuE39iT5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/J8eOxcUu8-Y/s1600-h/paulvalery_escaliers.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazuE39iT5I/AAAAAAAAAFU/J8eOxcUu8-Y/s200/paulvalery_escaliers.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020649452120199058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;an tell which &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaztqX9iT4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/0DGkTfTPYCQ/s1600-h/paulvalery_entree.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaztqX9iT4I/AAAAAAAAAFM/0DGkTfTPYCQ/s200/paulvalery_entree.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020648996853665666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;is which among the photos posted, because Blogger makes it pretty hard to manipulate images accurately in the posts. I wish there was an easier way, but it's free, so what more can I ask, eh?  Watch this spot for the apartment tour video...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazvT39iT6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/CU5o6rxzmTw/s1600-h/paulvalery_parc.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazvT39iT6I/AAAAAAAAAFc/CU5o6rxzmTw/s200/paulvalery_parc.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5020650809329864610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-6309590943250109120?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6309590943250109120/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=6309590943250109120' title='4 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/6309590943250109120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/6309590943250109120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/misc-update.html' title='Misc. Update'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RazqdH9iT1I/AAAAAAAAAE0/RuoyEPDAOhM/s72-c/bridget_beerpong.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-4340161383655959079</id><published>2007-01-11T17:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T17:54:51.965+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Apartment!</title><content type='html'>Well, I took this sweet video of the apartment to give you all a nice idea of the place, but I can't upload videos to blogger.  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;But&lt;/span&gt; I am moved in, and indeed it is a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; apartment with a terrace, a well-equipped kitchen, a large general room, plus a living room with a couch that folds out into a bed.  2 bathrooms, though one is a bath with 2 sinks, and the other is a shower and a sink.  One toilet for the whole place (in France the toilets are always separate from everything).  But basically its &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;huge&lt;/span&gt; and unnecessarily so, but that makes up for it being &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;so&lt;/span&gt; far away from everything.  It takes about 25 minutes to get into town, and anywhere from 20-25 to get to campus, including walking, tram, and walking to campus.  Tonight is "quiz night" at O'Carolan's, so I'll be there later with some of the french kids I've met, woohoo! Brought my camera this time, so tonight some pictures.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-4340161383655959079?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4340161383655959079/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=4340161383655959079' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/4340161383655959079'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/4340161383655959079'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/apartment.html' title='The Apartment!'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-7831732222032725384</id><published>2007-01-11T11:31:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-11T11:34:31.262+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Photo Demand</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaYSSH9iTvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DMd2JDXWQTU/s1600-h/mushroom.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaYSSH9iTvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DMd2JDXWQTU/s200/mushroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5018718937335090930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Testing the picture capabilities, I've had some demand for larger photos, so let's give it a shot, eh?  Filler text to follow.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lorem ipsum dolor sit amet, consectetuer adipiscing elit. Maecenas tellus massa, egestas quis, pharetra at, tempor a, risus. Vivamus lobortis, sapien at consectetuer rhoncus, ipsum purus adipiscing elit, ut tincidunt leo libero eget lorem. Ut porta, nisi in cursus tincidunt, urna felis luctus orci, hendrerit ultricies risus odio in erat. Pellentesque eu mi. Sed metus. Nam eros magna, mattis eget, varius ac, faucibus non, ante. Vivamus nec nunc. Donec bibendum pharetra nibh. Praesent adipiscing hendrerit justo. Cum sociis natoque penatibus et magnis dis parturient montes, nascetur ridiculus mus. Cras pharetra. Nunc volutpat, risus tincidunt suscipit fringilla, eros metus consectetuer turpis, eu vehicula lectus metus eget odio. Vivamus non metus. Fusce fermentum. Proin ut lectus in ipsum aliquam hendrerit. Donec pulvinar. Nam semper eros et leo. Pellentesque urna.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-7831732222032725384?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7831732222032725384/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=7831732222032725384' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/7831732222032725384'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/7831732222032725384'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/photo-demand.html' title='Photo Demand'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaYSSH9iTvI/AAAAAAAAAEA/DMd2JDXWQTU/s72-c/mushroom.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-3205638628467431869</id><published>2007-01-08T16:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-08T17:12:16.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Paul Valéry, and Photos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJnmCWt40I/AAAAAAAAACQ/NB48ukmy8Js/s1600-h/immeuble_jour.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJnmCWt40I/AAAAAAAAACQ/NB48ukmy8Js/s200/immeuble_jour.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017686838008996674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Classes started today, with just one at 14h00, going all the way until 16h00.  That's how classes tend to work here, one class a week (generally speaking), but they're long. usually 2h to 3h apiece. Not so bad, I don't have to go back until next week.  Today was Phonétiques! It was indeed a lot of fun, well, as fun as class can be.  The teacher is nice, and the exercises aren't too hard, but this class is actually &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;useful&lt;/span&gt;.  I can use the lessons from the class in my everyday conversation! Hoo-ray for that.  Check out some of these sweet photos I've been snappin', consider this "&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Photopack one:&lt;/span&gt; &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Montpellier proper&lt;/span&gt;."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJrmyWt44I/AAAAAAAAACw/LStqZnhrafE/s1600-h/rue_vieux_homme.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJrmyWt44I/AAAAAAAAACw/LStqZnhrafE/s200/rue_vieux_homme.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017691248940409730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJrYiWt42I/AAAAAAAAACg/joV_6CRdciM/s1600-h/statue.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJrYiWt42I/AAAAAAAAACg/joV_6CRdciM/s200/statue.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017691004127273826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJrgiWt43I/AAAAAAAAACo/FSa9fy3cteI/s1600-h/cathedral_thru_building.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJrgiWt43I/AAAAAAAAACo/FSa9fy3cteI/s200/cathedral_thru_building.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017691141566227314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJs0CWt48I/AAAAAAAAADQ/t0lSzJqVjr0/s1600-h/arcdetriomphe.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJs0CWt48I/AAAAAAAAADQ/t0lSzJqVjr0/s200/arcdetriomphe.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017692576085304258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJsOiWt46I/AAAAAAAAADA/GHyerrCdhOM/s1600-h/column_up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJsOiWt46I/AAAAAAAAADA/GHyerrCdhOM/s200/column_up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017691931840209826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJsESWt45I/AAAAAAAAAC4/zsMYIhjoR7g/s1600-h/me_up.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJsESWt45I/AAAAAAAAAC4/zsMYIhjoR7g/s200/me_up.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5017691755746550674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-3205638628467431869?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3205638628467431869/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=3205638628467431869' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/3205638628467431869'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/3205638628467431869'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/paul-valry-and-photos.html' title='Paul Valéry, and Photos'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RaJnmCWt40I/AAAAAAAAACQ/NB48ukmy8Js/s72-c/immeuble_jour.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-7164382492929344749</id><published>2007-01-06T15:57:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-06T16:05:34.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Les Cours (My Classes)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: georgia;"&gt;So I scheduled for classes today at the student center for U of M Study Abroad students.  Also found out they have wifi on campus and here at the center, so hoo-ray laptop!  I have a total of 15 credit hours, 16 with my "maximizing study abroad" class.  I'm going to try to get them up here on a calendar, along with confirmed plans, visitors, etc.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The biggest difference so far from an american university is that I only have class once a week for each class.  Well, two times a week for my integrated courses, because one class is split up between "master classes" and "directed study," focusing on more specific topics within the master class.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bien, a plus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-7164382492929344749?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/7164382492929344749/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=7164382492929344749' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/7164382492929344749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/7164382492929344749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/les-cours-my-classes.html' title='Les Cours (My Classes)'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-8009890357164745155</id><published>2007-01-05T20:05:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T20:29:48.445+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sncf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaouen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montpellier'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='pizza'/><title type='text'>Enfin, Montpellier</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ6ktyWt4vI/AAAAAAAAABY/GP8e0QBgeIw/s1600-h/montpeller_hotel_night.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 198px; height: 150px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ6ktyWt4vI/AAAAAAAAABY/GP8e0QBgeIw/s320/montpeller_hotel_night.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016628141455434482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ah, Montpellier, France! So wonderful to be here.  At last, the city where I'll be staying for about 5 months.  I'm not yet moved into my apartment, but at least I'm moving across town instead of across the country, again. again. Brest was wonderful, the Jaouen family really is one of a kind, they are all so welcoming, fun, and kind. What's more, they tolerate me! Ha, now that's a feat.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, after about 10 hours on the wonderful SNCF today, I arrived in Montpellier around 5pm local time, and took a taxi to my hotel, where the rest of the program is staying.  Since no one else was around (I waited about an hour and a half), I decided to go eat since I was starving.  A quick stroll found me a pizzeria by the name of &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;PizzaPapa&lt;/span&gt;, which had wonderful food.  I had a 3-cheese pizza complete with tomato sauce, sliced tomatoes on top, and some olives.  A 1664 beer finished off the meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it's back to the hotel, where I am now sittin&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ6loSWt4wI/AAAAAAAAABg/x566CTw2cdQ/s1600-h/montpellier_fountain.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 218px; height: 163px;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ6loSWt4wI/AAAAAAAAABg/x566CTw2cdQ/s320/montpellier_fountain.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016629146477781762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;g typing this and thinking about what to do next.  There is still no one from my program here...wait, that's a lie.  There are two people here that I don't know at all and they don't know me, and I feel it would be weird if I just went up like hey...whats up. I'm American too. Sweet.  Maybe not. maybe I need a shower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Check out the pix, count on some more as time passes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ6m-SWt4yI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EozIgt8BOmw/s1600-h/montpellier_immeuble.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ6m-SWt4yI/AAAAAAAAAB4/EozIgt8BOmw/s200/montpellier_immeuble.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016630623946531618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-8009890357164745155?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/8009890357164745155/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=8009890357164745155' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/8009890357164745155'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/8009890357164745155'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/enfin-montpellier.html' title='Enfin, Montpellier'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp0.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ6ktyWt4vI/AAAAAAAAABY/GP8e0QBgeIw/s72-c/montpeller_hotel_night.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-1128263592122644712</id><published>2007-01-05T02:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T02:47:46.318+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='jet lag'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='awake at 2am'/><title type='text'>Welcome to France, Part II</title><content type='html'>Well, normally I don't like to post something new then repost right after because it bumps the other "new" post down, but this is worth mentioning:  Jet Lag!  Oh la la, this is the second night I've woken up at around 1 or 2am and NOT sleepy. Seriously, this sucks.  Oh well, at least I get some posting done, right? Blah.  When you travel abroad, they tell you about jet lag. But &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;take them seriously&lt;/span&gt;. Such a pain. I've got to be &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;on the train&lt;/span&gt; in 4 hours.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-1128263592122644712?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1128263592122644712/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=1128263592122644712' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/1128263592122644712'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/1128263592122644712'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/welcome-to-france-part-ii.html' title='Welcome to France, Part II'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-5933675330606302075</id><published>2007-01-04T21:10:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2007-01-05T20:03:53.707+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='arrival'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='sncf'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Paris'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaouen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='rennes'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josselin'/><title type='text'>Paris, et puis Brest, chez Jaouen</title><content type='html'>&lt;b&gt;WOW&lt;/b&gt;! So here I am in France. Pretty much just as I left it, but a little bit has changed.  For starters, the Euro vs. USD is crappy. I lose a lot of money and they have a lot of taxes here, something like 19% or so on every purchase, as opposed to Indiana's wonderful 5% (or 6% if you live in Indy). But otherwise, not bad, the food is wonderful, the wine and beer too, and the cheese is to die for.  My cell phone works here...if you want to call i recommend doing it thus: (its all you need to dial, 10 10 987 is a connector, 54 cents to connect, 4 cents a minute after that! I don't think it works from cell phones. 011 is the international dialing prefix, and 33 is the country code for France)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10 10 987 011 33 &lt;b&gt;6 14 06 98 28&lt;/b&gt; - the bold part is my actual cell phone number. NOTE: according to my helpful (seriously!) mother, if you dial 10 10 987 011 33 06, it doesn't work. so try 10 10 987 011 33 6 14 06 98 28 first! if that doesn't work, dial 10 10 987 011 33 06 14 06 98 28&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;b&gt;O&lt;/b&gt;&lt;b&gt;K, so the trip:&lt;/b&gt;Well, from Indianapolis to Philadelphia, not bad. Quick. Easy. From Philly to Paris CDG, not bad. Long, but comfortable. There was a really nice guy from Paris next to me, Mejid.  &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ2p5yWt4rI/AAAAAAAAABA/AcbatFpQQMw/s1600-h/jambonbeurre.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 220px; height: 165px;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ2p5yWt4rI/AAAAAAAAABA/AcbatFpQQMw/s320/jambonbeurre.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016352370195292850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;He actually helped me out again once I got there because after I got my (HEAVY) bags off the carousel, I had to find the bus that goes to the RER (a bit like the Parisian metro, or subway, but it goes from the airport to train stations, etc), and he helped me out.  I knew right away I brought too much, well, probably not too much, but my bags were HEAVY.  My arms are still sore from carrying that crap all over Paris. Well, basically I got to the train station after about 2 hours, and I found a place to put all my bags. My arms were really weak, and I was super hungry, so I changed some money, called my parents, and grabbed a local specialty (local to France, not Paris), un Jamon-Beurre. Basically it's delicious, une baguette (a long piece of bread) about 6" long with some ham and a little bit of butter. Mmm. OK, so that was good, time to get my cell phone working (which it does!) So I bought a SIM card to replace mine, put mine in a safe place, and called Jos from my "new" cell phone. It worked, no problem. I have 30 euros of credit to start out with, and when it runs out I recharge it.&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ2qXSWt4uI/AAAAAAAAABM/G6XMHR3vzsE/s1600-h/sncf-rennes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 219px; height: 164px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ2qXSWt4uI/AAAAAAAAABM/G6XMHR3vzsE/s320/sncf-rennes.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5016352877001433826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; After that, I got on my train for Brest at around 4:05pm, and sat. and slept. and sat. and slept. I change trains at Rennes.  OK, no problem, here I go, I get off. Heavy bags. Chaos at the station, lots of people.  I wait. and wait. and wait. Well, I was only supposed to wait about 26 minutes or so (and this being France, the trains are &lt;i&gt;on&lt;/i&gt;&lt;i&gt; time&lt;/i&gt;. They WILL leave without you). Turns out I had to wait 2 hours to find out there was a TREE on the platform blocking all trains going to Brest, but not at my station.  Finally they get most of us on some buses to Brest, of which I was included, and off we go.  12:30am I arrive, and having already warned Jos, he comes and gets me. Wow, what a night! At hat point I was already up for more than 24 hours! Totally exhausted. Finally we arrive chez Jaouen, and hup, it's off to bed for me. Wow!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's enough for now, probably more to follow, including the story my &lt;b&gt;wonderful&lt;/b&gt; (not sarcastic, I had a great time!) New Year's Eve.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme on dit, a bientot!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-5933675330606302075?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/5933675330606302075/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=5933675330606302075' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/5933675330606302075'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/5933675330606302075'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2007/01/paris-et-puis-brest-chez-jaouen.html' title='Paris, et puis Brest, chez Jaouen'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZ2p5yWt4rI/AAAAAAAAABA/AcbatFpQQMw/s72-c/jambonbeurre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-4451931483562117581</id><published>2006-12-29T03:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T03:30:38.406+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='host family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='travel'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='leaving'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Jaouen'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plane'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='journey'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Josselin'/><title type='text'>The Eve of my Travels</title><content type='html'>So here I am (suddenly) on the last day, the last night before I leave. After tonight, &lt;b&gt;the next time I go to sleep will be on foreign soil&lt;/b&gt; (or in the air, dozing restlessly on a plane).  I am comforted by the fact that my "brother," Josselin (son of my host family from my 2003 trip to Brest, la famille Jaouen...he and I were both 17, and now we're both 20, almost 21...weird) will meet me on the rail platform in Brest upon my arrival, and my ex-host family soon after that. But what am I supposed to feel? Nervous? Excited, surely, but what happens if I just feel a sort of disappointed nothing? I don't &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; sad yet, I don't &lt;i&gt;feel&lt;/i&gt; strange or lonely.  I don't feel anything but a sort of...empty. Tired? Ready? Excited and I just don't know it? Overwhelmed?!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When does it finally hit you?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-4451931483562117581?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4451931483562117581/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=4451931483562117581' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/4451931483562117581'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/4451931483562117581'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/eve-of-my-travels.html' title='The Eve of my Travels'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-6279411995954336680</id><published>2006-12-26T19:01:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-29T03:29:46.337+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Look around you. Address.</title><content type='html'>So yeah, look over there! Where? To my address! Why did I put it there?  So you can send me sweet stuff I post on here as a wishlist. Let me get this rollin.  I totally want this. If you send it to me I will totally reimburse you or you can just be nice and GIFT it to me! Yeah attitude!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.threadless.com/product/691/Yeah_Attitude" title="Yeah Attitude - Threadless, Best T-shirts Ever" target="_BLANK"&gt;&lt;img src="http://www.threadless.com/productbanner/691/banner1.png" width="350" height="200" border="0" alt="Yeah Attitude - Threadless, Best T-shirts Ever"/&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, this will do nicely:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dieselsweeties.com/shirts/carbon14/" target="_BLANK"&gt;&amp;quot;If it weren't for Carbon-14 I wouldn't date at all&amp;quot; @ Diesel Sweeties&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-6279411995954336680?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/6279411995954336680/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=6279411995954336680' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/6279411995954336680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/6279411995954336680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/look-around-you-address.html' title='Look around you. Address.'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-947392995118254849</id><published>2006-12-25T18:47:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-26T02:24:36.972+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='PX100'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='battery'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='iPod'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Sennhauser'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Christmas'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='electric guitar'/><title type='text'>Le Noël</title><content type='html'>Merry Christmas! Well, for starters I got a digital camera, hence the following pictures.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZAPD130qpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZXMlFnsxXUA/s1600-h/px100.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZAPD130qpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZXMlFnsxXUA/s320/px100.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012522943938603666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Also, I got some sweet stuff to prepare me for the trip, here's a few:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Obviously this here is a pair of headphone (can't ya tell?)  Ladies and gentlemen, the Sennhauser PX100! These are a wonderful, comfortable replacement for the standard iPod earbuds which lack strongly on low-range frequency response. These guys can bump, but I'll have to watch it on the plane as these can piss off some inter-continental travelers...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZAPbV30qqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jDuTKL3Hwlo/s1600-h/battery.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZAPbV30qqI/AAAAAAAAAAk/jDuTKL3Hwlo/s320/battery.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012523347665529506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Next up, the batter pack to keep my iPod runnin and playin movies &amp; music whilst in the air. This sucker adds 6 hours of video and 15-20 hours of total play time (presuming music...). NICE.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZAPr130qrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4Hih42DSFH4/s1600-h/guitar.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZAPr130qrI/AAAAAAAAAAs/4Hih42DSFH4/s320/guitar.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5012523631133371058" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;OK so this was my Christmas gift last year, but I've decided to take it with me, since last time I took my acoustic and the electric will give me a much larger range of flexibility, especially if I find an amp!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-947392995118254849?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/947392995118254849/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=947392995118254849' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/947392995118254849'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/947392995118254849'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/le-nol.html' title='Le Noël'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://bp1.blogger.com/_VBP0OzWiRpY/RZAPD130qpI/AAAAAAAAAAc/ZXMlFnsxXUA/s72-c/px100.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-1370876006400629182</id><published>2006-12-12T20:43:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-12T20:55:07.628+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='university'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='apartment'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='tram'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='terrace'/><title type='text'>Mon Appartement</title><content type='html'>So, today I got the email from University of Minnesota concerning my apartment placement! I have one room-mate, Bridget, as mentioned before.  Here's the vitals:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Large, two-bedroom apartment&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Two Bathrooms&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;3rd floor (2&lt;sup&gt;e&lt;/sup&gt; étage)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Terrace (!!!)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;  &lt;li&gt;Not downtown, but on the tramway (very convenient)&lt;/li&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/ul&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I calculated the distance from my (our) apartment to the university, 3.7km! About 7 minutes according to google maps, but that's rough and probably by car, obviously without stops on a tramway, but quick nonetheless!  I'll have my address posted on here for those of you who want to look it up out of curiosity or send me stuff.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=d&amp;hl=en&amp;saddr=19,+rue+Michel+Teule,+34080+Montpellier,+France&amp;daddr=Route+de+Mende,+34199+Montpellier,+France&amp;sll=43.626197,3.838391&amp;sspn=0.045727,0.080338&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;z=15&amp;om=1" target="_BLANK"&gt;Route, apt to university @ google maps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-1370876006400629182?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/1370876006400629182/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=1370876006400629182' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/1370876006400629182'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/1370876006400629182'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/mon-appartement.html' title='Mon Appartement'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-4849219110221499436</id><published>2006-12-08T21:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-09T06:57:26.779+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='plans'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='family'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='voyages'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Brest'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='Montpellier'/><title type='text'>Mes Projets (my plans)</title><content type='html'>OK so first things first, I leave the 29th of&lt;span class="on" style="display: block;" id="formatbar_CreateLink" title="Link" onmouseover="ButtonHoverOn(this);" onmouseout="ButtonHoverOff(this);" onmouseup="" onmousedown="CheckFormatting(event);FormatbarButton('richeditorframe', this, 8);ButtonMouseDown(this);"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; December, which is already too close and not soon enough.  I'll be flying into Paris, aéroport Charles de Gaulle, then taking the train to Brest, France to visit my old host family, from my first experience in France.  I'm pretty much excited to see la famille Jaouen again, and I'll be having New Years in Europe! Wow!  Then on the 5th, I'll be hopping on an early train to head down to Montpellier to begin the program, and moving into my apartment with my room-mate, &lt;a href="http://bridgetinfrance.blogspot.com/" target="_BLANK"&gt;Bridget&lt;/a&gt;, which will be exciting.  I have no idea what's going to happen then, but I do know that at the end of the program my parents and sister are coming to visit, and that can only mean trouble for Europe!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plan on lots of photos, tales of my journeys, and probably some whining.  I know you all feel SO sorry for me.  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;One more note: &lt;b&gt;let's keep it PG&lt;/b&gt;.  Parents, possibly kids, teachers, and other family members will be reading this.  I'm going to keep the content appropriate, so if you post a comment, I expect you to do the same, or I will edit or delete your comment.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For reference, here's where I'm going to be: &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;q=montpellier,+france&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;z=13&amp;om=1" target="_BLANK"&gt;Montpellier @ Google Maps&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-4849219110221499436?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/4849219110221499436/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=4849219110221499436' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/4849219110221499436'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/4849219110221499436'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/mes-projets-my-plans.html' title='Mes Projets (my plans)'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1511688656420295494.post-3550239807490323897</id><published>2006-12-08T18:27:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2006-12-08T18:27:56.344+01:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='beginning'/><title type='text'>Le Début (the beginning)</title><content type='html'>So here it is, the blog I promised you all.  Be sure to come back for pictures, stories, and ramblings about what I do in France!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Warning: I make no promises about my english when I get to France, though I'll do my best!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1511688656420295494-3550239807490323897?l=peteinfrance.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/feeds/3550239807490323897/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=1511688656420295494&amp;postID=3550239807490323897' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/3550239807490323897'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/1511688656420295494/posts/default/3550239807490323897'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peteinfrance.blogspot.com/2006/12/le-dbut-beginning.html' title='Le Début (the beginning)'/><author><name>Pierre</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13066889750273674356</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
