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Ben voila, it's over. I am back in Lille on 11 December, and now take care to see friends and family to organize, with Charlotte, a "project back from Bolivia." It will be held in early February, from 4 to 7 and the following week Lille in Villeneuve d'Ascq. It includes an exhibition at the SDSM, two evenings of cinema in the Universe (4 and 6), and a concert at the Zem Barraca 6 in the after noon. The

com (flyers, posters ...) is ready and soon will be online in early January!
I hope to see you ...

Voili voilou, other than that I am available anytime for a chat and a drink or a meal, and again contacted by telephone (a lil mail and I send my number)

Kisses to all and congratulations to those who follow me!
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The Modernities coming! A little late

Hello everyone!

After several years of preparation and months of hard work, finally here they come!
Who? But not that WHAT!

I speak of course for the second book which is, like the first, under the sign of fragmentation because it is a double play.
Its name: The Modernities
Where can I buy the book? Also at TheBookEdition
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Guests may read freely the first fifteen pages of the book through this link.

course I have, once again, everything is back to the book the cheapest possible, so for less than 10 € you have not one but two pieces of the Baroque theater. These pieces were
conceived and created before Chronicles the fallen angel, but the most work done on The Modern its been past 12 months.

More than a thing hoped: I hope you enjoy this work and will be adapted.

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I thought I could publish my second work for the literary season in September, but this has already been postponed.

The new book is in the process of being corrected and re-read, but putting a priority on academic work I am forced to postpone the publication of my play. Indeed, many teachers think of us, maybe a little too much because we are drowning in work. What is certain is that the book will be released before Christmas! I can be more precise, but you will all be informed once the book is published.

Where to find: simple, always with TheBookEdition!

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For lack of time to continue writing as regularly as before (J-35 before comeback in Lille ...), I decided to limit myself to put photos online sometimes talk as much as the text!


So, for technical reasons, the blog has moved ...
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Ya estoy of regreso de Chile! Inolvidable experiencia para mi that SONABA for so long to visit this country. Finally, we abandoned the idea of going by car to Santiago: The path is long and the landscape exceptional, had paid dearly and did not have enough time to make it worthwhile. Consequently, making the most of the cities we visited and Chilean friends. Here comes the story of those 15 days.

Charlotte and I left on August 15 for La Paz. There, we recovered our passports and took the bus to Arica, where we we had together with Juan Luis, a friend of Christian with whom he had spent several days in La Paz in June. The trip from La Paz to Arica, known for his landscapes and breathtaking cut the breath, deserves his fame. Cross the Sajama National Park, then the Chilean province of Parinacota, home Chungara Lake, one of the highest in the world (approximately 4500m). From the office, we have an unparalleled view of the lake and the volcano Parinacota which borders ...

The passage of the customs, we feared the habit, went well (however, remember with emotion the mimolette (French cheese orange) sent by the mother of Charlotte, we prefer to throw before turning the controls for fear of fined us ... luckily sausage instead went miraculously).

Our first minutes in Chile were not the most pleasant. We just Arica, while Charlotte had gone to buy something to eat and left me in reading the full guide of Chile, a stranger approached the table where she sat and stole Charlotte's backpack, which contained her passport, her glasses of view and video camera ... the worst that can happen.

Juan Luis, arrived a few seconds later, then led us to where "the cops" (as they call the police there) for reporting thefts. Then call the French consulate in Santiago to see what Charlotte had to do. After several steps (and much time in government), just to get a temporary passport in Santiago, allowing him to return to Bolivia. Now, the problem is that he knows how to get back to France, because our plane is scheduled to make a stopover in the United States, which require to have a biometric passport or, failing that, a special authorization which requires several weeks to get it. Therefore, it is forced to re-start the paperwork to get a new biometric passport and new visa ... that much more difficult from overseas. I think the arrival in Arica, do not ever forget ...

We stayed three days in Arica in the family home of Juan Luis. His brother and his brother, with whom he lives, have two restaurants. Then we take advantage on Saturday to go there our first taste of seafood dishes. After five months of almost total abstinence from seafood (such as Bolivia does not have access to the sea, they eat very little fish, or only freshwater fish, most of the time trout), in Chile we retaliated. In fact, he would not eat so much fish that Chileans. Among my best memories: albacore, halibut, trout, mussels (much fatter than our mussels) and crab. Among the less good, hedgehogs, but needless to say that when we have served them, and had swallowed three plates of fish marinated in lemon juice and my stomach threatened to explode.

In Arica, also visited the museum Azapa, an archaeological museum of the most beautiful of Chile, famous for its impressive Inca mummies. Then we move on Sunday in the company of Don Guillermo, the chief work of Juan Luis, whom we met in a city park filled with free use grills and tables for picnics. We ate and took all afternoon, and finally I could taste the corn pie with whom I dreamed ... delicious (it's a meat pie of ground beef with eggs and olives, all covered with sweet corn, really delicious.

After Arica, Iquique went to. There, that was our surprise, we waited for Charlotte more than 12 hours in the bus station without a penny in his pocket and hungry. He had arrived at night but had failed to contact the friend who was hosting ... In Iquique we stayed with Manuel, a friend of Macarena (Chilean friend known in Spain), who besides offering a roof, gave us his guide services during these three days. He took us first to the port to see the arrival of the fishing boats and fish for sale at auction, then a gazebo built in memory of the Battle of Iquique, lost to Chile in the early years of the Pacific War. The viewpoint is located on the heights of the sea, opposite the site of the remains of the Esmeralda, the Chilean ship sunk by a Peruvian armored May 21 1879. Is at the end of this war (1879-1884) won by Chile, Bolivia lost its access to the sea ... This explains the cold that persists between Bolivians and Chileans who also live in two countries whose social models are completely different, still fighting because of the maritime dispute. Bolivians resent them for having the private Chilean coast, and the latter do not like not much of Bolivians who are accused of coming to steal their jobs.

Then we went to school Santa Maria, which was the scene of a slaughter in 1904. At the time, Chile took out much of its resources in the exploitation of salt mines in the north. But Chilean workers were exploited by their employers, often foreigners from the "New World to make a fortune. One day some 20 000 workers went to Iquique to demand better living conditions, a local general made them wait at the school before sending the military to massacre. In total 3000 workers died. The murals on the facade of the school keep alive the memory of the slaughter for such horror not play anymore.

The next day, ie Thursday, we visited Humberstone, a city built around the salt mines and abandoned in the 60's, when it finished its operation to be profitable. Sodium nitrate fertilizer from Chile provided a natural worldwide for more than a century, until you replace an industrial fertilizer and less expensive to produce equivalent performance. Humberstone

seems stopped in time, the dry climate of the north (which also contains the driest desert in the world) helps preserve the buildings in this city abandoned in the desert. You can visit your pool, guest house, market, theater, houses of the workers, and, of course, the factory where he transformed the nitrate in sodium nitrate, but the living conditions of the workers were inhumane, and social control over them, total. Evidenced by the bonds they received as a salary and that allowed them to buy food at the village shops, whose prices went up and down to please the "Mr. Humberstone" master builder and the city (and their workers) ...

Back from Humberstone, said goodbye to Manuel and his family and went to Santiago. After 23 hours almost non-stop bus, we find Cristian in the bus terminal. After having installed in a hostel, I reached the house of Carlos, a friend of his birthday was. We had a good trip but I was tired and after a few glasses of piscola (pisco + coca cola) I went to sleep.

The next day, we spent the morning at the French consulate in order to start the paperwork Charlotte provisional passport. Then we went to Bellavista, Santiago's student neighborhood, full of old buildings with bright colors and all kinds of bars. This time, we went to visit the Chascona, one of the three houses of Pablo Neruda, who divided his time between Santiago, Valparaiso and Isla Negra.

famous poet in the world, makes Neruda's life dream. From his 24 years, was entrusted consular posts in various parts of the world and spent several decades of years abroad. Love objects, his travels brought dozens of works of art and unusual objects, or divided among their three houses ... In each of their homes are made to feel his passion for the sea, women and red wine. Prows of ships, ships in bottles, shaped windows portholes facing the ocean bed, pebbles embedded in the ground, collections of shells from around the world ... mostly objects that remind us of the ocean. Also found in each bar and dozens of objects that testify to his love for Matilda, his third wife and the love of his life.

At night, after a return to the Piojera, a popular coffee among the oldest in Santiago, we went to Rancagua, where Christian and his mother live. For three days, she spoiled us. Good cook, she pulled the boat out and spent much of his time sitting at the table ... Among the best of Rancagua : He "made bread, a homemade bread, the pebre, lemon-based sauce, tomato, onion and cilantro, rich with a little bread appetizer, ceviche, Peru's typical dish is also widely consumed in Chile (this is raw fish marinated in lime juice, onions and cilantro), and artichokes.

THE weekend, we went to visit the area of Ranchi. Rancagua although not very pretty, the towns that surround it are worth visiting. Lost in the mountains, you can still see huasos, the Chilean equivalent of the Argentine gauchos. The latter carry a chamanto, a kind of poncho made at the beginning with silk thread, and now almost exclusively in wool. Along the way, we stopped at Doñihue, a small town known for its community of weavers and their "chacolí" local wine originating in the Basque country. There, a polite "Doñihuense" invited us to her house to teach her weaving room. When you leave your house, across the street was enough to land on the home of a producer who quickly chacolí serve a generous shot of chacolí each, followed by a glass of chicha raw and cooked after chicha, ending by spirits, the other specialty of the area ... the strategy worked because everyone went with several bottles in their hands ...

Monday, we spent the day in Santiago. There, we visited the Plaza de Armas, where Marie and I did read the letters (the tarot). It was my first time and I must confess that I found it quite gifted seer (I'm skeptical but I must admit that his words reassuring put in a good mood). Then we went to "La Moneda, the presidential palace where Allende committed suicide on September 11, 1973, hours after the Pinochet coup. Exciting time for a nostalgic ideals of the time like me ...

then spent several hours in the "Flower Market", robbing from their vendors of stones, pearls, seeds and wires of all colors, Marie to make wire jewelry and I to the macramé. I started doing outstanding during the trip and I hurried to her ears pierced me on my return to Sucre. Now I have to wait for my ears heal to get my first creations.

next day ie on Tuesday, we said goodbye and returned to Santiago Rancagua, where we took the bus to Valparaiso at the end of the afternoon. There, we settled into the house of Caroline, who had visited me in Sucre few weeks earlier, while Antoine, his cousin and a childhood friend of my brother. Caroline finished her one year stay in Valparaiso. Their shared apartment, located on the heights of Valparaiso (Valpo " to intimates) was a true house of hippies. Dubbed "The Big Family" by its inhabitants, all the time was full of people or passengers with whom we sympathize.

is my crush Valparaiso, Chile. That city, with its many hills, the bay giant fishing port, its colorful houses and graffiti by the hundreds, deserves its reputation as "most beautiful city in Chile." The visit to the prison, a former prison converted into open-air museum, I left a lasting memory. Although self-proclaimed our guide, an alleged "former prisoner who had managed to escape" left us with grave doubts about the veracity of personal testimony, offered a visit to the places that are so significant. The most impressive were the graffiti covering the walls of the prison. Here are some of the most beautiful.

The next day, we visit "La Sebastiana (Neruda's second home) and walked around the bay on board a passenger ship and went for a walk in the hills on which is built Valparaiso ...

On Friday night, while Marie was going to join with "Charlottes" in Santiago, I stayed one night at Caroline's house to go the next day at Isla Negra, a small town located an hour and a half from home to Valparaiso the third (and last) house of Neruda. This house is super romantic. Built by the sea, its structure resembles that of a ship, and as in the other houses, interior decoration is largely inspired by the sea. Outside the house, Paul and Matilda are buried facing the ocean.

After my visit to Isla Negra, I took the bus to Santiago, where I expected, "Charlotte-glasses." Marie and "Charlotte-risada" had gone in the morning to Argentina, where they had decided to travel together for a few days. After a last night in Santiago, Charlotte and I took the plane Sunday morning to Arica. There, for our last holiday afternoon, Juan Luis took us to the beach. The next day morning, we took the bus to La Paz, where we arrived just in time to board a bus to Sucre.

When we arrived at Ayni office on Tuesday morning, not rid my backpack, on the contrary, I gathered all my things to settle into a new apartment where I'll stay a month and a half. Philly, an Englishwoman who lives in Sucre, looking for someone to take care of your home address and Puki Mogi, their two cats. As I began to feel tight in Ayni and I was a little boring to live in my workplace, I hastened to seize the moment! It's my first apartment "just for me" and I feel so well there you almost changed my opinion on the shared apartments. But the thing is I'm not really alone: Zéro and Don, the first report, Australian second, they share a large yard with me. Many years older than me, have this peace of mind that I'm missing a lot. Zero Web site administrator and manages its customers British Blog from Bolivia. Don is the "long trip" and decided to stay a while in Sucre to take your peace of mind to live. Don does not speak English well, which forced me to practice English for the first time. I develop as I can but sometimes I have shame when I hear.

Puki and Mogi are two affectionate cats I know. Thanks to them, they almost never sleep alone and I do not make fun of people who collect the clichés of their animals. I always keep my camera at hand and put your photos online soon.

Sucre this weekend welcomes the entry of Virgin, the Virgin of Guadalupe. For several days preparing the festivities. The Bolivians are very fond of parades and anyone can join a fraternity and participate at the entrance. A priori, the endless column will turn the entire city, dancing and drinking ... promises to be fun.

This week I have not encouraged many workshops because one of the two libraries on which course I have to go is closed. As the mayor refuses to appoint a librarian, the only way we found to pressure the city to realize the usefulness of the site was closed. To me it is wrong: me time to prepare my speeches.

workshop this week my mother was catastrophic, even though he had checked all my recipes for tortillas last week, to almost an overdose of eggs, unfortunately, came two unexpected ruin my efforts: the water cut and pans aluminum.

currently water shortages are common in Sucre, especially in the suburbs where people are forced to get up early in the morning to fill water bottles of water to enable them to hold out until night. During the weekend in the department of Ayni, often need to be patient to shower or cook (or use mineral water ... but it is a very economical solution). Luckily at the center never happens.

Then, on Monday there was no water in Mesa Verde and had to take my workshop "tortillas" in deplorable hygienic conditions. We had to leave all the dirty dishes in the library, which I served as an excuse to organize a workshop on "cleanup" next week. Then, the aluminum pans of the library, but sticky gum, finished transforming my workshop on mission "Rescue tortillas." I think I'll have to go back to see all of my recipes call "scrambled eggs."

The next day the same thing happened to me in Villa Harmony: I had to take my workshop pancakes without water in the faucet. To forgive me for the state in which leave the kitchen, the children did write a nice letter to the library and will leave a good dozen pancakes instead of washing dishes ... The same day

improvised a workshop drew the Virgin "with the children, who are still teaching good biblical principles in school. During the afternoon devoted to learning support is not not uncommon to have to help a child find that hair color was Jesus Christ, or what were the seven plagues of Egypt ... for us who come from a country where secularism was elevated to state religion, is a permanent shock.

There, I'll stop here. As the young English teacher who helped me correct my message has gone to France on Tuesday (he was admitted as a language assistant in Strasbourg!), The translation of this ticket will take a few days, the time to find another teacher willing to help me.

And you all are?
The blog takes me so long I left the email, but do not hesitate to send me noticias, estos días tranquilidad the mid departamento más tiempo para me already contestar!

Un beso a todos great.
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Hello everyone!

This blog is little visited, I go where there are people to let me know. With this in mind, I created a MySpace with a completely different atmosphere.

course, I'm not going repeat myself and write the same thing on both sites, so if you want to know more about me, go to this address

www.myspace.com / learybrady

If you know me and you have a My Space, I'll be happy to discuss!
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That's it, back from Chile! Unforgettable experience for me that so long dreamed of visiting that country. Finally, the plan fell car with water: the road until Santiago is very long and not exceptional scenery, it would have cost expensive and we had too little time to make it worthwhile. So, we took advantage of the few cities we visited and we took the time to be guided by our Chilean friends. Here's the story these 15 days.

Charlotte and I left on August 13 of Sucre to La Paz. The bottom, once our passports in hand, we took the bus to Arica, where we had to join Juan Luis, a friend of Cristian with whom I had spent several days in La Paz in June. The trip to La Paz-Arica, known for its scenery was breathtaking, deserves its reputation. Cross the Sajama National Park, then the Chilean province of Parinacota, home Chungara Lake, one of the highest in the world (approximately 4500m). Since the customs post, you have a view over the lake and the volcano that borders Parinacota ...

The customs clearance, we dreaded habit, went well (we still remember with emotion the mimolette sent by the mother of Charlotte, we have preferred to lay before controls, lest we get a fine ... thankfully, the sausage, he is miraculously past).

Our first minutes in Chile were not as pleasant. Just arrived in Arica, while Charlotte had gone to buy food and left me in the middle of reading the guide of Chile, has an unknown approached the table on which I installed and stole the backpack from Charlotte, which contained his passport, his eyeglasses and his video camera ... real big tile ...

Juan Luis, who arrived a few seconds after the fact, we were immediately taken to the police station to report the theft. Then we called the Consulate of France in Santiago to find out what Charlotte had to do. After many steps (which earned him spend a long time in government), she finally managed to get a temporary passport in Santiago, which allowed him to return to Bolivia. The problem This is how a return to France because our flight plans to make stops in the U.S., which require to have a biometric passport or, failing that, a special permit which requires several weeks to obtain. It is therefore obliged to repeat the steps to obtain a new biometric passport and new visa ... This is anything but obvious from abroad. In short, the arrival at Arica, we will remember ...

We stayed three days in Arica in the family of Juan Luis. Her sister and brother-in which he lives, take two restaurants. We have therefore benefited from Saturday to get our first taste of seafood dishes and fish. After five months of almost total abstinence from seafood (Bolivia do not have access, they eat very little fish, or only the freshwater fish, mostly trout), Chile we caught up well. In fact, I did not think we could eat so much fish! Among my best memories: swordfish, sole, trout, mussels (much larger than we know) and crab. Among the worst, sea urchins, but we must say that when we served them, we had already swallowed three plates of fish marinated in lemon juice and my stomach threatened to explode.

In Arica, we also visited the museum Azapa, an archaeological museum of the most beautiful of Chile, famous for its impressive Inca mummies. Then we spent Sunday with Don Guillermo, the head of Juan Luis, we have found in a city park filled Parrilla (barbecue grills giant) self-service and tables for picnicking. We ate and drank all afternoon and I could finally enjoy the pastel de choclo I dreamed ... delicious (it's a cake made from ground beef, decorated hard-boiled egg and olives and covered with sweet corn. A true delight. (Lille for the curious, it is part of the map of Pueblo, Chilean restaurant located in a street perpendicular to Rue de Bethune, behind the passage 57).

After Arica, Iquique we had descended. The bottom, what was our surprise to be greeted by Charlotte waiting for us since no less than 12 hours in the bus station, without a penny and hungry. Arriving at night, she had not managed to contact the friend who was the host ... In Iquique, we Manuel stayed with a friend Macarena (friend met Chilean English), which in addition we offer a roof, was our guide during these three days. It was first taken to the port attend the arrival of fishing boats and fish on sale at the auction, then a watchtower built in memory of the Battle of Iquique, Chile lost the early years of the Pacific War. The watchtower is located on the heights of the sea, opposite the site of the wreck of Esmeralda, Chilean ship sunk by a Peruvian armored, May 21, 1879. It was after this war (1879-1884) won by Chile, which Bolivia has lost its access to the sea .. This explains the cold that persists between Bolivia and Chile who in addition to living in two countries with completely different social models, continue to watch a lapdog sailor because of the conflict. Bolivians want it to be the Chilean private coast, and they do not like the Bolivians either, whom they accuse of stealing their future work ...

Then we went to school Santa Maria, which was the scene of a massacre in 1904. At the time, Chile drew much of its resources from the mining of saltpeter in the north. But the Chilean workers were exploited by their bosses, mostly foreigners from making a fortune in the New World. One day, some 20,000 workers are mounted in Iquique to demand better living conditions. A local general had them wait at the school before sending the military to massacre them. In total, 3,000 workers died. The murals on the facade of the school keep alive the memory of the massacre so that such horror never happens again.

The next Thursday we went to visit Humberstone, an ancient city built around the saltpeter mines and abandoned in the 60s, when their Operating permanently ceased to be profitable. The Chilean sodium nitrate was used as natural fertilizer in the world for over a century until he was substituted a cheaper fertilizer industry to produce and yield equivalent.

Humberstone seems frozen in time. The dry climate of northern Chile (which also hosts the driest desert in the world) using the Conservation of buildings of this abandoned town in the desert. You can visit a swimming pool, hotel, market, theater, houses of the workers, and of course the factory or it transformed saltpeter nitrate of soda. But make no mistake, the living conditions of workers were inhuman and social control over them was total. Evidence is good that they received as salary, which enabled them to buy something to eat in the village shops, with prices increased at the option of "lord" Humberstone, builder and master of his city (and its workers) ...

Back from Humberstone, we took leave of Manuel and his family and went to Santiago. After 23h of bus stops almost without, we found Cristian Bus Terminal. After we installed at the hotel, we joined with Carlos, a friend of his, which was the anniversary. We spent a wonderful evening but I was tired of traveling and after a few glasses of piscola (pisco + coca cola) I went back to sleep.

The next day we spent the morning at the consulate of France in order to run the steps of temporary passport Charlotte. Then we went to see Bellavista, a neighborhood of Santiago student full of old buildings and colorful bars of all kinds. This time, we went to visit the Chascona, one of three houses of Pablo Neruda, who shared his time between Santiago, Valparaiso and Isla Negra.

famous poet in the world, life is really dreaming of Neruda. Of his 24 years he was given consular posts around the world and has spent several decades has abroad. Love object, he reported on his travels with dozens of works of art and unusual objects, which he divided between his three houses ... In each house, his passion for the sea, women, and red wine live site. Prows of ships, ships in bottles, porthole-shaped window, facing the ocean bed, inlaid stones in soil, collections of shells from around the world ... most objects recall the ocean. Also found in each bar and dozens of objects that reflect his love for Matilda, his third wife and the love of his life.

the evening, after a trip to the PIOJ, a popular coffee among the oldest in Santiago, we went to Rancagua, or live Cristian and his mom. For three days, it has spoiled us. Good cook, she put the dishes in large and we spent a good part time at table ... Among the "must-Rancagua": "pan amasado", a homemade bread, the pebre, citrus-based sauce, tomato, onion and coriander, delicious with a little bread as an appetizer, ceviche, the dish Peru also widely consumed in Chile (it is raw fish marinated in lime juice with onions and cilantro), artichokes, and finally the cholgas, mussels much larger than the one we know in north.

weekend weekend getaway, we visited near Rancagua. If Rancagua "does not break bricks" small villages that surround them, are worth visiting. Lost in the mountains, we see still huasos, the Chilean equivalent of Argentine gauchos. These cover a "chamanto", a kind of poncho made initially with the son of silk, and now almost exclusively from sheep's wool. On the road, we stopped to D oñihue , a small village known for its community of weavers and "Chacolí" local wine originating from the Basque country. There, a charming "Do ñ ihuenne" invited us to come home to show us her weaving room. Output his house, we had to cross the street and landed in a producer Chacolí who was quick to serve us a generous swig of Chacolí to each, followed by a glass of chicha believed, then chicha cooked, ending with brandy, another specialty of the corner ... strategy worked: we are left with several bottles each ...

Monday, we went to spend the day in Santiago. There, we have fl ed see the Plaza de Armas, on which Mary and I have been reading the tarot. This was my first time and I must say that the psychic seemed quite good (from there to believe in her gifts, I have the margin, but we must recognize that his words are reassuring in a good mood) Then we headed to La Moneda presidential palace where Allende committed suicide September 11, 1973, hours after the coup of Pinochet. Poignant moment for a nostalgic ideals of the time like me ...

We then spent several hours at the "Mercado de las Flores," to rob the merchants of stones, beads and son of all colors, Marie for making jewelry out of wire and macrame me. I started making earrings during the trip and I'm eager to get my ears pierced on my return to Sucre. I must now wait to put my ears heal my first creations.

The next Tuesday, we took leave of Rancagua and are retu rnées spend the day in Santiago, where we took the bus to Valparaiso in the late afternoon. There, we settled in Carolina, I received Sugar has a few weeks earlier at the same time that Antony, his cousin and childhood friend of my brother. Carolina ended his one year stay in Valparaiso. Her roommate, located on the hills of Valparaiso (Valpo for short) was a true "blue house was built against the hill." Dubbed "Great Familia" by its inhabitants, it was always full of friends and travelers passing through, with whom we sympathize well.

Valparaiso my heart is helping Chile. This town with its many hills, the bay giant, its fishing port, its colorful houses and graffiti by hundreds deserve its reputation as "the most beautiful city in Chile." Visiting the carcel, a former prison converted into a museum open, let me forget. Although our guide self-proclaimed, so-called "ex-prisoner who managed to escape" has left us with serious doubts about the veracity of his personal testimony, he offered us a site visit quite appreciable . The most impressive is the graffiti covering the walls of prison.

The next day we visited The Chascona (second house of Neruda), toured the bay aboard a passenger bus and we wandered into the hills on which is built Valparaiso ...

Friday evening, when Mary was leaving to join the Charlotte Santiago, I stayed a more night at Caroline to go the next day at Isla Negra, a small village an hour and a half of Valparaiso, home to the third (and last) house of Neruda. This one is all that is more romantic. Built facing the sea, its structure is very similar to that of a boat and like the other houses, interior decoration draws heavily from the sea outside the home, Pablo and Matilda are buried facing the ocean.

After my visit to Isla Negra, I took the bus to Santiago, where Charlotte was waiting glasses. And Marie-Charlotte frisette were parties in the morning to Argentina, where they had decided to travel together a few days. After a final night in Santiago, Charlotte and I flew back Sunday morning to Arica. The bottom, we found that Juan Luis took us to pass after the last note south beach vacation. The next morning we took the bus to La Paz, where we arrived just in time to jump on a bus to Sucre.

When we arrived at the apartment Tuesday morning Ayni, I have not unpacked my bag. Instead, I gathered all my things to go settle in a new apartment where I'll stay a month and a half. Philly, an Englishwoman who lives in Sugar, looking for someone to keep house and care for Puki Mogi and his two cats. I began to feel cramped at Ayni and was tired of living away from the center and my place Working ... so I jumped at the chance! This is my first apartment "for myself" and I feel so good that I'm almost to disown my good words on collocation But we must say that I'm not really alone: Zero and Don, English for the first, the second Australian to share a large patio with me. Several tens of years my seniors, they have that peace of mind that I miss him. Zer o is webmaster and manages its customers' English Blog from Bolivia. Don is in "extended travel" and decided to stop some time to enjoy a sugar sweetness to live. He does not speak much English so I was obliged to put myself in English. I'm doing as I can but I often feel ashamed listening to me. I told her about my plans to spend several weeks in an English speaking country, and he gives me advice on destinations.

Puki and Mogi are the most affectionate cats I know. Thanks to them I never sleep alone and have continued to make fun of people who collect pictures of their pets. I always keep my camera was handy at home and soon put their photos online.

This weekend end end-Sugar celebrates its entry blank, the Virgin of Guadalupe. For several days preparing for the festivities. Bolivians adoring parades, those who want, with a few pesos can register with their friends and participate. A priori, the endless column will tour the city while dancing (and drinking) ... it promises to be fun.

This week I have not led many workshops for one of two libraries in which I'm supposed to go is closed. The mayor refused to appoint a librarian the only way to put pressure on the municipality so that it realizes the value of the place was closed. This is no worse: it leaves me time to prepare my speeches.

This week workshop with my mom has been catastrophic. But I tested all my recipes for omelets in the previous week, to an almost overdose eggs. Unfortunately, two unexpected came ruin my efforts: the cutoff of water and aluminum pans.

At this point the water cuts are frequent Sugar has, especially in outlying areas where people are forced to get up early in the morning to fill water containers that will allow them to keep going until evening. The weekend in the apartment of Ayni, you often take their troubles patiently to wash or cook (or use bottled water ... not really economical solution if any). Fortunately, in the center, it can never a priori.

Brief, Monday, there was no water in Mesa Verde, and I can carry my studio tortillas in squalid conditions. We had to leave dirty dishes in the library what made me a good excuse to organize a workshop on "general cleaning" of the kitchen next week. Then, the aluminum pans of the library, more sticky as chewing gum, have completed the workshop transformed my mission "Rescue tortillas. I think I'll review all my recipes call for "scrambled eggs".

The next day, "Rebelote" at Villa Armonia: I conduct my workshop of pancakes without tap water. To make me forgive the state in which I left the kitchen, I did write a nice letter to the children for Librarian and left him a dozen pancakes in exchange for the dishes ...

The same day I improvised a workshop "Shaping the blank" with the children of Villa Armonia who are continuing to teach biblical principles to good schools. During the afternoon dedicated to tutoring, it is not unusual to have to help a child seek what color was the hair of Jesus Christ, or what were the seven plagues of Egypt ... for us who come from a country where secularism itself up as the state religion, it is a permanent shock.

Here, I'll stop there. The young English teacher who has helped me correct my tickets had flown to France on Tuesday (he was admitted as a language assistant in Strasbourg!), The translation of this post will take several days, the time to find another teacher willing to help me.

And you, how are you? The Lille, how did the fire sale? And returned to students? What are your plans for this year? The blog takes me so long that I have neglected my little box mail, but feel free to send me news, these days the quiet of my apartment gives me more time to respond!

I embrace you all safe.

cuidense.

Marion

Dental Hygienist Application Personal Statement

a new forum?

's all in the title!

A year ago, Artemis made me a very nice forum which was never used for anything, and as he was paying, we preferred to expire rather than pay into the void.

So it's kind of poll that I do on this blog: If you want
forum, tell me at the address: @ gmail.com leary.brady

For me the forum, as it was in its original form, was a kind of platform for all arts. Basically, whatever you do seems important to me and I wanted everyone to do his own pub. More personally, this forum could be used to interact with my readers. I accept all criticism if it is constructive. In short, I am not perfect and I think a writer needs to know the desires of its audience to evolve.

Thank you all and see you soon

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Back to School!

Hello everyone!

Every year the holidays are too short and there was no time to enjoy!

For me the summer was also very studious as I wanted at all took out my second book for the literary season. A little patience it will come out, but ... not now!
The book in question is a double play that is being solved and am waiting for my ISBN.

Why theater?
is true when you think think theater Molière or Shakespeare!
Actually I played the scene for 9 years and being unable to play, I write.
This piece is a real challenge for a director ... Read it, you'll understand why.

How Does Ringworm Look As Healing?

Quelques photos du mois de Juillet

Ptit tribute to Colin, who flew to France a few days ago. Mick with her, Nelly, Charlotte R, Damient, her boyfriend came to visit him.

A mamita market Tarabuco me even learned many things: what looks like a grain of aniseed, raw peanuts that is very bad for the stomach, which resembles the aji (chili Bolivian ..) before being ground ...

statue which stands on the spot market Tarabuco. It represents an Indian who has a heart-wrenching español ... The statue commemorates a Tarabuqueños victory over the conquerors of colonial times (and they are not a little proud)!

Santuza, an artisan weaver of Candelaria who welcomed us time for a weekend. Every Sunday, she sells her creations to market Tarabuco

The bread oven Candelaria-El horno de Candelaria

Charlotte at an old french rut during the "Feria de las Alasitas" (Fair miniature), with Air France and air police helicopter!

With Macarena, a friend of Chile met in Bilbao last year, who finished his tour with a day Bolivia in Sucre.

Oscar, a friend craftsman, I remade a simba. I chose the colors, seeds, and asked him to include coca leaves. Then I gave him carte blanche! Conscientious as he is, he spent over an hour, and it is superb. Mary, who was visiting Sugar, it did make one too.



















To say goodbye to the children, Charlotte held a giant snakes and ladders game on the football field at Villa Armonia!

In Sucre, telephone booths have a look a bit peculiar. Assia here in conversation with the tyrannosaurus

Workshops at Villa Armonia brownies!

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visit my mother in Sucre ... and the mines of Potosi

Mi madre, Maria Cristina and her two friends, Claudine and Pascale came to Sucre on Saturday July 4 in the morning, tired but happy: your air travel and overnight in Santa Cruz had elapse well.

The day after arrival we had planned to go to market Tarabuco. After 1h30 bus in the middle of the valleys around Sucre, we Tarabuco, a small town famous above all for its Sunday market where Tarabuqueños sell their textiles and other handicrafts. The Tarabuqueños, and Jallkas villagers in general are known for their weaving. The making of a material requires several months and required to have an insane patient. Indigenous continue to weave on their looms manuals t raditionally. Tied to the vertical hundreds of threads from which then spend another thread that will give one or another color to the fabric as if they go up or down (not easy to explain, sorry ...). Most of the time, weave the wool of their goats, llamas and alpacas! It is a painstaking task!

typical fabrics are red and black Tarabuqueños and represent underground creatures, completely imaginary or inspired by reality. I took this Tarabuco Sunday shopping to buy some tissues I have hurry to teach!

The following week, as he had been unable to spend time with my mother and her friends earlier this week because of my workshops, I took Thursday and Friday to accompany them to Potosí. When we got there on Thursday night, we were lucky: the first agency to propose a visit of mine convinced us. We proposed a visit by French et a special rate for Claudine and my mother would not enter the mine and were content with a visit abroad.

José Luis, Our guide, a Bolivian with a remarkable level of French (especially for someone who has learned only), was impeccable! He took us first to market "miners", where they buy the products that will enable them stand all day at the bottom of the mine: coca leaves, alcohol at 96 °, soda, cigars ... And dynamite! Miners also buy a piece of "catalyst" paste mixed with coca leaves in his mouth for more flavor and facilitate the absorption of its juice. The catalysts are made from quinoa ashes, or even corn. There are several flavors depending on what you add potatoes, anise, banana ... As far as I'm concerned, I prefer to chew the coca leaf "natural" (But who said the cocaine alone had a bad taste?), Perhaps I have not found the catalyst of my dreams.

Once purchased gifts for the miners (dynamite and soda), Pascale and I took our clothes of miners, rubber boots, pants and a yellow plastic jacket and a helmet and headlamp. In Potosi tourists visiting the mines seem to come out of the book Germinal. Wandering in the middle of real miners at work in a tourist attire a little ridiculous (but necessary say, quite useful once in the mine). As much as I like I was comfortable, past the locker room door, outside the shock of reality was hard.

Then take the path of the Cerro Rico, the mountain whose precious minerals, he was famous Potosi. For over which culminates at 4800 meters, from the start of operations, 400años ago, the hill sank at least 200 meters. However, mining today is much lower than what has been in the past, when the mountain brimming with silver and tin. Today, the Cerro Rico is not exploited rather than for zinc, which constitutes 80% of mineral extracted.

While Claudine and my mother waited outside, Pascale and I went to follow in the galleries José Luis narrow, muddy and dark on the hill. From my first visit of mine a few years ago, had kept the memory particularly stressful. With Caroline, we descended several levels to the hottest galleries. Dificál was breathing, it was dark, it was necessary jump to the wall every time I passed a van, we banged the roof ... I remember especially after the first few minutes, I just thought on one thing: going outdoors! This time the visit was more "soft" because we stayed at the level at which we entered and spent only an hour inside. Pascale, not three rassurée muypas au depart, did not regret having come, we chat with the miners and José Luis Contet all our questions.

Here it comes, in disarray, what he told us:

Today

Potosí population amounted to 150 000. Last year, 15,000 miners working in mines, or one tenth of the total population. This year, reefs have been thinned and mining activity are no longer 4500. Of the 10 000 remaining, many were recycled in the construction, sometimes permanently, sometimes hoping that they can provide a bonanza to follow (each miner is a vein until it is exhausted (the reef ... not mine .. . but we can say that the miner also because life expectancy is 55 years ...))!

All the miners belong to cooperatives, which distribute the reefs, fixed (depending on the size of the reef?) The duration of contracts and determines the selling price of the mineral to The refineries membership in a cooperative mining costs at between 600 and 700 dollars! Any new mining should invest an initial capital to buy their materiel and basic tools (chisel, hammer, lamp, uniform, boots ...).

Before the cooperatives were the only managers working in the mine, miners had state. But in 1985, when the mineral really began to thin, many mines were closed and all state miners were fired. When the activity is resumed, the cooperative took over the state.

Potosí was founded

in 1545, after the English discovered the Cerro Rico and silver. The veins of silver were of such quality that the mines of Potosi not take long to become the world's most productive. Were the main source of wealth for the English Empire for over two centuries, until the end of the colony. But then, other foreign businessmen came and ordered to continue the exploitation of mines and at the same time the native population.

Despite its difficult location (altitude, cold, lack of oxygen, arid soil ...), the city developed into late eighteenth century the largest city in all Latin America, and one of its richest. But the decline came fast: in the early nineteenth century, silver production began to decline. It was thanks to the extraction of tin mining activity remained. Today, the mines are still operating mostly due to zinc. However, it is important to remember that 90% of the silver of the English Empire during the colonial period came from Potosi.

Today, unlike the former state-owned mines where miners benefit from some more modern tools, the mines are managed by cooperatives Like working for the colony. Csa mining ore extracted by hand using rudimentary tools (hammer and chisel in particular). The drilling of the galleries depends on the orientation of new veins, which run till miners have extracted all the ore. This mode of operation aspect, that explains the labyrinthine underground. The order only refers to the levels or floors. As the Hill is more than to500m high, there are many entries (200 according to Jose Luis), located at different altitudes. The galleries and wells only hold wooden beams, and major injury, accident at the mine are caused by derumbes (non-flammable gas, and then there is no risk of coal mine Phew.)

Miners work an average of 10 to 12 hours each day and earn between 1000 and 1800 Bolivianos per month (between 100 and 180 €).

Here are the basic information. I will not dwell on the period of the colony and forced labor of indigenous people (tens of thousands dead in the mines), those who are interested will find information easily on the internet (or send me your questions).

After visiting the mines, went to rest, and then I went back Sucre where I was expecting a very busy weekend. To mark the birthday of Colin and Charlotte, we rganizers a house party. Despite the failure of my banana cake and my motivation at half-staff, the evening was a success. Felix, a Chilean passion for music, came with his guitar and played a good part of the night. So once again I became autistic and spent a good part of the night taking advantage of the concert ... advantage also to inaugurate the "wrist-musical" that Tarabuco had bought a week earlier. It is decorated with goat clogs are clashing when you shake the doll! Convenient to set the pace without being heard too.

On Tuesday and Wednesday following, we organize a fair DECIC Education in the House of Culture, in order, among other things, Colin and Charlotte are about to leave, presented the results of workshops Everything was to perfection! Here is a little article I wrote for the website story Ayni where the event:

A successful show for Ayni

On Tuesday and Wednesday This week, Ayni Education organized a major exhibition at the Casa de la Cultura de Sucre. After several weeks of preparation, members of the association were rewarded by the success of her that attracted many visitors.

For two days, the House of Culture is filled with children, parents and other curious to discover the activities of the Association. Everyone had the opportunity to try a game of Ayni, among whom were some new ones, created by volunteers. People might find crafts made by children and to taste the dishes prepared by the mothers of Mesa Green. It was an opportunity for each volunteer to present the results of their workshops, and for children and mothers to discover the amount of work done in recent months!

The courtyard just enough to get the whole event. The houses were arranged around the runner and volunteers distributed among them according to their activity.

at the gate, Nelly and Elodie (when not attending to journalists) welcomed visitors and discover the educational games were created by Ayni: burbot, the 4x4, the tangram ...

A little further, Assia, Mickael, Zulma and Melby did visit the exhibition of handicrafts made with the children. From the comics of Assia and flowers Mickael-recyclable paper items to Zulma and Melby ceramics, the works were displayed in no less than six tables.

The following officers received the cooking workshop and sale of food and Marion Coline. In the morning, from 10, children and Villa Armonia Sica Sica were cooking crumbles present and sell to their great happiness, cookies and crumbles were more successful! In the afternoon, trainee chef gave place to the mothers of Mesa Verde, to prepare some of the dishes found at the workshops. I wonder since he left nothing left API, cheesecakes, gratin of cauliflower, pastries, fruit salads and pizzas. As they enjoyed their dishes, visitors could discover the secrets of cooking mothers keeping an eye on the recipe and photos of the workshop.

A few yards away, strange fruits and vegetables with legs waiting for the visitors. With her big eyes and their bright colors, the sculptures of plants called much attention. Those who had more curiosity could come and discover their names and their stories: Mika's father, Rodrigo cucumber, peanuts ... Johnny

A side of vegetables was the corner "toy library "Géraldine. Was laid on the floor rugs, pillows, and ... a lot of games. They were taken by assault by children who spent several hours with the volunteers who did not stop to deal cards.

In the big table, and Charlotte R Magalí taught children (and parents) Ayni didactic games. While some backbreaking to resolve as quickly as they could the operations of the 4x4, the other concentrated to remember the location of the letters of the "Memory of Bolivia."

At the same time, few tables away, Coline continued heading of "Game of the seven families in the departments of Bolivia." In the version of Ayni game invented by each family corresponds to each department, with his dancing, his shield, his culinary specialty, its flag, anniversary date and emblematic animal!

The two days were scored by Luke puppet shows, clown whose valuable talents once again made the children laugh out loud.

Wednesday, when the night began to fall, the time of closure and dismantling the show had arrived. With a glass of cider in hand, Kelly thanked all participants and provided the success of this ... and the next fair!

far as I'm concerned, this show allowed me to take stock of the first three months of my volunteering. Despite having the feeling of lack of time to prepare as much as I would like my workshops (in particular the theoretical interventions to the mothers), I am very happy. The best proof of the success of my workshops was the motivation of mothers during the fair. A little stressed on Monday to think that alone should cook dishes that had been done once, it came out great. Do not know yet if it collected a lot of money but not lost, that's the most important.

As for my other workshops, after several days stressed about not finishing on time mache paper plant had begun Urkupiña children, what a relief to see them exposed! People found them well made ... and me too!

Now, I'm thinking of new workshops for the month of September. To cut only cooking workshops, I would like to start a macrame workshop (making bracelets, necklaces and other trinkets) with children. I'll have to enable me before ... but I'm very motivated. I would also start a pastry shop Urkupiña adolescents, young people at the height of a rebel, not always easy to handle, but full of mind when they proposed activities. Besides skiing camps, I've never worked with adolescents ... It's now or never!

And from here until September, what plans? The first fifteen days of August I will devote to my project back to France (which is to organize a small festival on the theme of Bolivia, with photo exhibit, screening of documentaries and organization a concert of Bolivian music in Lille). Charlotte and I are still in the drafting of the dossier ... but is taking shape! I'll give more details in next post ...

Then, take a vacation. I have taken the last fifteen days of August for exploring in Chile, an old dream ... Charlotte and Charlotte will be in the travel and Marie who just arrived in Latin America. We plan to lower the Pan to Santiago by car location ... A more promising road trip!

Voilà voilà, that's it for today!

Un beso a todos great.

Chao

Marion