tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post2864762259412527977..comments2023-11-30T19:37:17.366+10:30Comments on ADELAIDE DAILY PHOTO: Paris to Château-Gontier : Tristesse et JoieM.Benauthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/14644501811292368771noreply@blogger.comBlogger22125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-13541085230653952192008-10-16T01:30:00.000+10:302008-10-16T01:30:00.000+10:30Deux heures chez le dentiste, c'est beaucoup. J'es...Deux heures chez le dentiste, c'est beaucoup. J'espère que tu n'as pas eu trop mal !Nathalie H.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16806509041466785588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-38518482147790187492008-10-15T23:42:00.000+10:302008-10-15T23:42:00.000+10:30Crikey, A bloke will have to stop opening doors an...Crikey, <BR/><BR/>A bloke will have to stop opening doors and - doit ouvrir son ordinateur. Autrement il sera profondément dans la boue!<BR/><BR/>Veuillez agréer mes excuses profondes.<BR/><BR/>Par hazard je pouvais dormir pendant quatre heures la nuit passée et travailler pendant sept heures, aujourd'hui. Les choses s'améliorent !!<BR/><BR/>Tennis en parc et un petit repas. (deux heures)<BR/><BR/>Ah, j'ai oublié, 2 heures au dentiste.<BR/><BR/>Par conséquent je peux avoir huit heures à l'ordinateur; non ?<BR/><BR/>Je serai bientôt un mathématicien !M.Benauthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14644501811292368771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-65294628074757169152008-10-15T21:54:00.000+10:302008-10-15T21:54:00.000+10:30Thought of you last night, M.B. I left the pub at...Thought of you last night, M.B. I left the pub at 11.30 and mentioned to S (you might remember him?) that I was going. Pitch black outside. Nothing. No offer of walking me to my car. So...I said...I'll be off then....nothing. No offer. So I just left when another couple left and was safe, but your gentlemanly manners were sorely missed Monsieur!Cheltenhamdailyphotohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00518073757785956012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-72679945887333097432008-10-15T17:23:00.000+10:302008-10-15T17:23:00.000+10:30Hey m.benaut, no post for 15 October? What's going...Hey m.benaut, no post for 15 October? What's going on????Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-30107871029384817642008-10-15T17:10:00.000+10:302008-10-15T17:10:00.000+10:30Hello m.Benaut !I just read your previous posts. O...Hello m.Benaut !<BR/>I just read your previous posts. Our german friends were at home 5 days and I could follow your trip day after day. I see you enjoy our trip in Paris . You drive the rented car and I wait for you again !claudehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/07356955828590617751noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-17651793833199556072008-10-15T07:55:00.001+10:302008-10-15T07:55:00.001+10:30I can easily picture you engaging in conversation ...I can easily picture you engaging in conversation with all sorts of people, I love your description of the process. What fun!Nathalie H.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16806509041466785588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-86687448449107483052008-10-15T07:55:00.000+10:302008-10-15T07:55:00.000+10:30You capture it all so well...You capture it all so well...Mariahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05049511202014141182noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-13080401505128056792008-10-15T01:13:00.000+10:302008-10-15T01:13:00.000+10:30All true, Monsieur, all true.All true, Monsieur, all true.Cheltenhamdailyphotohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00518073757785956012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-56425649422450054652008-10-15T00:58:00.000+10:302008-10-15T00:58:00.000+10:30Sigh aussi, Lynn !We'll get you there by hooks or ...Sigh aussi, Lynn !<BR/><BR/>We'll get you there by hooks or crooks, n'est ce pas !!!<BR/><BR/>And; thank you for saying all that nice stuff about me. <BR/>I've now got quite a swelled head.<BR/><BR/>Crikey !M.Benauthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14644501811292368771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-16831286677847876942008-10-15T00:49:00.000+10:302008-10-15T00:49:00.000+10:30Sigh... thanks for answering, M. Benaut. I though...Sigh... thanks for answering, M. Benaut. I thought so, it was like that when I was last there. Me trying to speak French, but them replying in English! I'm glad you used some though, and of course the longer you are there, the ear becomes trained and the speed less alarming! Oh I wish I'd been there. lol.Cheltenhamdailyphotohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00518073757785956012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-81368496409586839242008-10-15T00:38:00.000+10:302008-10-15T00:38:00.000+10:30I guess that most of our wonderful friends in Fran...I guess that most of our wonderful friends in France were pleased to speak English with us, Lynn; either from a courtesy point of view or because my ability to keep my ears tuned in to the speed of the spoken word was somewhat lacking.<BR/><BR/>I found that to sortie out on my own and sit in a cafe, anywhere, with total strangers was lovely. One could rattle on and have the whole world laughing in no time. <BR/><BR/>The simplicity of ordering food and drinks, or asking questions about the locality and directions to places one might have been going to, would always set them on their own path of discovery.<BR/>They would very quickly pick where I was from and so i would trick them by saying I was from Tasmania; as if Tasmania was a fictitious place. (It is, is it not ? )<BR/><BR/>Soon the group would grow and more strangers would gather round, - and the place would be like a hen house.<BR/><BR/>It was tremendous fun as in the country areas not everyone spoke or had much opportunity to speak English.<BR/>They would be wanting to try out their English on me and vice-versa. <BR/>This was always the pattern; me speaking French and the opposition, English. It was so funny. <BR/><BR/>At the cafe in this morning's post, the same thing happened. I was told off soundly for ordering such a silly mixture of sandwich fillings - simply because to do so was humourous. The old boys from the outside table came in to give me support as Marcel was "berating" me. Bit like the War of the Roses !<BR/><BR/>At the end of it I certainly had tears in my eyes and the good old boys, the ones in the berets sipping their absinthe, sur la terrace, would have forgotten whose round it was for drinks. <BR/><BR/>On paying the addition, they all caught sight of an Aussie $100 note, About 50€. Then the whole talk-fest would start all over again. I explained that Caroline Chisholm or who ever; was not actually the Queen of Australia. <BR/><BR/>It just went on and on and it was tremendously stimulating. I really miss it.M.Benauthttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14644501811292368771noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-24202025244295851862008-10-14T23:48:00.000+10:302008-10-14T23:48:00.000+10:30By the way, you haven't said a great deal about th...By the way, you haven't said a great deal about the language. How did you cope? Did you use much? Any gaffs? Did you improve? I want it all. :)Cheltenhamdailyphotohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00518073757785956012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-80501689886551722202008-10-14T19:59:00.000+10:302008-10-14T19:59:00.000+10:30You write so beautifully, Monsieur. I could snugg...You write so beautifully, Monsieur. I could snuggle up and read you all day. A book beckons.<BR/><BR/>Ham and cheese is good! My son has it all the time.<BR/><BR/>The Merc looks simply gorgeous. How sad you must have been to leave Paris. <BR/><BR/>Your comment about Guille and your reluctance to leave her to climb alone. I know this is a joke of course, but for those who did not have the pleasure of meeting you; this is M. Benaut in a nutshell. He is a gentleman. Each time I departed to my car to leave them at the hotel, he always, ALWAYS, saw me safely to my car. Always held the door, always let Mme and myself go first. These things did not go unnoticed by me, a lady who loves being a lady! I adore all that. Monsieur Benaut is a perfect gentleman and Mme of course a lovely lady. How I miss them.Cheltenhamdailyphotohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/00518073757785956012noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-9033689522170718542008-10-14T19:56:00.000+10:302008-10-14T19:56:00.000+10:30Merci pour votre hospitalité! Vos photos intimes e...Merci pour votre hospitalité! Vos photos intimes et commentaire passionné m'ont fourni beaucoup de plaisir! Je crois que mes préférés sont ceux de Paris rougeoyant dans la nuit. Dans l'obscurité, on nous traite à une grande dame embellie dans les bijoux fugitifs.Volmonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17752019421419951656noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-53485026266004889502008-10-14T19:00:00.000+10:302008-10-14T19:00:00.000+10:30m.benaut when you have a minute, make sure you go ...m.benaut when you have a minute, make sure you go and read dive's "katie and dive do london, part 6", it's hilarious. Isn't Dive is an incredibly talented writer?Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-21158286068989291242008-10-14T18:11:00.000+10:302008-10-14T18:11:00.000+10:30Paris probably went into mourning when you left, M...Paris probably went into mourning when you left, Monsieur, just as London did.divehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/12938980502783421961noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-8652751133070508652008-10-14T18:10:00.000+10:302008-10-14T18:10:00.000+10:30J'aime beaucoup la baguette sur le porte-bagages d...J'aime beaucoup la baguette sur le porte-bagages de la bicyclette. Bien vu !Nathalie H.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16806509041466785588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-38464549233044921122008-10-14T18:09:00.000+10:302008-10-14T18:09:00.000+10:30Monsieur roule en mercedes pour faire les chateaux...Monsieur roule en mercedes pour faire les chateaux de la Loire? Monsieur a une bien jolie voiture !Nathalie H.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16806509041466785588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-68751502378384572862008-10-14T18:07:00.000+10:302008-10-14T18:07:00.000+10:30Comment, vous avez mélangé jambon et fromage dans ...Comment, vous avez mélangé jambon et fromage dans vos sandwiches? C'est complètement contraire à la tradition !<BR/><BR/>En France autrefois c'était jambon-beurre OU fromage !!! Ah, le monde change... bientôt on mettra aussi de la salade et des tomates dans les sandwiches, non??? Quelle hérésie ! Où va la France?<BR/>LOLNathalie H.D.https://www.blogger.com/profile/16806509041466785588noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-18827869201037181122008-10-14T17:10:00.000+10:302008-10-14T17:10:00.000+10:30Chateau Gontier n'est pas très loin de Châteaubria...Chateau Gontier n'est pas très loin de Châteaubriant et le Pays de la Mée...Webradiohttps://www.blogger.com/profile/13865729926365127073noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-43471943647800713352008-10-14T16:31:00.000+10:302008-10-14T16:31:00.000+10:30Vraiment un beau voyage que vous avez fait là. Et ...Vraiment un beau voyage que vous avez fait là. Et voir ma ville natale dans vos souvenirs photographiques me comble de joie.<BR/>A bientôt pour de nouvelles balades.Emilianehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15686185860156478944noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6633953637253928587.post-33093722080647375972008-10-14T15:35:00.000+10:302008-10-14T15:35:00.000+10:30Well you have me all teary eyed over leaving Paris...Well you have me all teary eyed over leaving Paris and all the boring sex shops. I feel as if I am in the back seat of that spiffy Mecedes headed off into the sunset. What's next!Virginiahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01152464973355194995noreply@blogger.com