Tourist pictures from
France
Daily activities Sep, 2007
- Tuesday
In France
- Wednesday
Mallemort
- Thursday
Countryside
- Friday
Internet
- Saturday
Lavender
- Sunday
Opening
- Monday
Internet
- Tuesday
First shots
- Wednesday
2nd day shooting
- Thursday
3rd day shooting
- Friday
Last day shooting
- Saturday
Shoot out
- Sunday
Back in Norway
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Summing it all up.
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Sep 22nd: The awards ceremony and last visit to Roger.
Two videos were taken this day. It's an interview with
Roger that was cut in two pieces due to lacking capabilities of the camera.
Part 1 and part
2.
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To the left, Rogers wife Alida to the far right, and their
son Michel in the middle. To the right, the last look at Rue
de Republic, a place Martin frequented many times during his 12 days stay in
France. |
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The last look at the entrance at Rue de Republic. A place
Martin loved to visit. Greg's place is not bad either. |
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The entrance gate that screwed up Martin's rental, not once
but twice. This is the culprit, the gate in all its glory. |
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At 1800 the show at the price giving ceremony was due to
start. The opened the doors 1810. Being French and very
effective, they had one of some 8 doors opened for some 1000 people. At 1930
everybody had been seated. |
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Inside was OK laid out.
With all the flags for all the participating nations nicely hung up under
the ceiling. The prerequisite were well done. |
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The Norwegian people. Only 25 of some 50 showed up. Martin
left around 2030. It was getting nowhere and the food wasn't arriving as it
should. Martin skipped the boring show in the French language with lousy
loudspeakers, and if they spoke English, you couldn't hear a shit due to
echo in the big hall. Martin went to the local restaurant
just around the corner for the hotel. It's called La Bastide du Grand
Tilleul. A place not recommende. |
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The starter was excellent, but the main course, goose liver,
a French specialty, tasted horrible. Just like big lumps of cold fat to
swallow. It was sickening and not to be recommended by anyone who hates fat.
Goose liver is basically fat. They force feed their geese so the liver gets
unnatural big and overgrown. They screw the feed down the hapless birds
throats. They had nice gas heaters that worked very well in
the not to chilly evening. Martin's waiter, an impatient and unpleasant
person hurries buy. Just hurried you to order, wouldn't explain anything. An
example of an unhelpful and unfriendly Frenchman. Unfortunately, there are a few of them. |
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A nice French couple arrived with their little girl
Anne-Marie. She and her boyfriend Maxime picked all the red flowers on the
hedge around the tables outside the restaurant. Pleasantly well behaved
kids. For dessert Martin got some greasy salad and unsavory cheese, The
whole meal was a letdown except for the starters. Except for the beers.
They cannot get that wrong.The
food was € 31,-. A pizza for 5 Euros would have been far better, but it was
Martin's last meal in France and he wanted to blow some of his leftover
Euros. |
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The next day, Sunday 23rd, it was
time for going back home to Norway.
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