Souvenir

Souvenir

Now here is a “double post” for you.

Souvenir, I knew was a French word for years. But I have always linked it to the crap you get when you go holiday to a tourist trap. Only when I lived in France some years ago I figured out that it means “memento, keepsake or token of remembrance”.

These massive pine cones you find in the forest in France always reminds me of France when I see them elsewhere. I spent many summers collecting these only to be told “we got plenty of these at home already”.

broken shoulder

Seeing straight through me

A few years ago, I was cycling down three steps, which I had done many time before. Though this time my front wheel went to my left while I wanted to go right. So the end result was a face plant and broken clavicle.

The first 30min after I was sure everything was ok. Just rather sore, some cuts here and there but nothing major. It was only when I got out of the shower that I noticed that my left shoulder was not looking like my right.

Bit of a cheat this, as it is a photo of the x-ray 🙂

Riding into the clouds

Riding into the clouds

Two year ago we were in the Pyrenees with our friends. We managed to cycle up the famous cols – Col D’Aspin, Horquette D’Arcizans and Tourmalet.

This photo was taken while climbing up to Horquette D’Arcizans, a very beautiful place and a great ride. Below is a little panorama taken from the top of Horquette D’Arcizans. (click on the pano to see a big version)

Horquette d'Arcizans

Tedious link.

Urban decay

Urban decay

It is sad to see your neighbourhood falling apart, Urban decay, or an area just left to its own devices with people treating it with no respect. When you live in a big city like London, Paris or the like you often have areas that “time” has forgotten.

Though sometimes these areas do have a little bit of brightness. OK, it’s a bit hard to see what the silver lining in this picture is. But it is taken not far from the entrance to the catacombs in Paris, not the ones where you will get a guided tour.

Tedious link

Concrete jungle

Concrete jungle

What ever you say about the concrete jungle and cityscapes, there is beauty there. Just simple lines, symmetry, colour and the sheer scale of them. Makes concrete beautiful.

This was taken while walking around in Paris may years ago, honestly I can’t remember where. Though looking back at my old pictures I need to get out there to take some more photo of architecture and buildings.

High as a kite

High as a kite

I have always loved kites. As young lad I used to build my own and fly then as high as the string would let me. I have been thinking about building a box kite as a winter project., as that is one of the only kites I have never flown.

Below is a photo of me flying my kite @ 2500m on the French/Spanish border in the Pyrenees. It is around the size of a A4 and only takes off in strong winds, but still well fun to fly.

@2400m

@ 2400m

Over the last two years we gotten back our camping bug. This photo was taking in ’09 in the Pyrenees where we were on holiday. We hiked up to 2400m and pitched out tent and enjoyed our picnic and enjoyed a beautiful sunset before bed time. We woke up around midnight and looked a the stars and milkyway which was so clear and bright that we see lake next to us.

This was probably the best camping in a long time, stunning views, great hike and good company.