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Avoir un plan B, c'est bien, mais c'est pas toujours suffisant !

Mittwoch 25 April 2007 am 12:37:43

 

Me voila de retour au labo, il est temps que je vous raconte ma soiree d'hier, et que j'explique ce titre :-)

Si vous avez suivi mes aventures depuis le debut, le plan A etait d'emprunter une voiture a Chef. Il m'a donc prete le van de hippie, qui a decide de ne pas demarrer hier soir :'(

Le plan B etait donc de prendre le bus. J'ai cependant trouve une alternative et demande au type chez qui j'ai squatte les deux premieres semaines que j'etais a Madrid si ca lui disait d'aller faire une ballade a Navalcarnero. Il a dit ok pour aller signer le contrat, mais non pour le demenagement. J'ai donc garde le plan B pour le demenagement. Nous sommes alles signer le contrat (yesssss !) et il m'a depose au krouf de Mostoles pour que j'achete a manger.

Compte tenu de la longue marche qui m'attendait, je ne me suis pas trop charge, j'ai juste pris poulet et creme, de quoi faire des fajitas basiques (ie, sans la galette ! lol). Ensuite, je marche un bon 15 min pour rejoindre la plus proche bouche de metro, et je vais a mon ancienne chambre. La, vite fait (car j'avais 10 min pour chopper le bus), je packe couette, kit de survie, sac a dos. A ce moment la, je decide de ne prendre qu'une seule valise, sinon, impossible de trainer le tout. Je me traine jusqu'a l'arret de bus, il etait super loin d'un coup !

Premiere surprise arrivee a l'arret de bus. L'abris bus est tout casse, on ne peut donc pas savoir quels bus d'arretent. Je consulte les horaires et mon bus n'est pas dedans :-( Je repars donc avec ma valise faire le tour du pate de maison (puree, c'est lourd!) pour voir s'il n'y a pas un autre arret. Nada. Bon, je retourne au premier arret. J'appelle Chef pour savoir s'il est encore a l'universite, mais il est deja rentre chez lui, il me propose de m'envoyer des numeros de telephone de taxi.

Un premier bus passe, c'est pas le bon, mais c'est la meme ligne. Je demande au chauffeur si le bus que je veux roule encore a cette heure ci, il me dit que oui, qu'il arrivera dans 10 minutes. 5 minutes plus tard, mon bus arrive. La, je suis super contente de moi (deja parce que je deviens douee en espagnol et aussi car je me suis pas gouree d'arret ni rien). Je monte dans le bus, demande un aller simple pour Navalcarnero. C'est la que le chauffeur me dit de descendre !! huh !? Et bah simplement, il refuse de me prendre en bus car j'ai une valise ! Alors la, j'ai carrement hallucine ! Et le vrai probleme, c'est que la consequence de ca est que je ne pourrais jamais aller a l'aeroport par les transports publics ! Et le probleme imminant, c'est que je dois prendre un avion demain matin !!!!!!

Donc, a 11h du soir, les plans A et B avaient echoues, je me sentais miserable avec ma valise et ma couette sous le bras, au milieu de Mostoles !!! Je passe donc au plan C, qui est le taxi ! Sauf que tous les taxis qui passent dans la rue ou je suis sont occupes. Je n'ai toujours pas recu le texto de chef ... Environ une demi heure plus tard, je choppe un taxi plein (oui, ils sont pas tres nombreux les taxis non plus), et je lui dit que je veux un taxi. Il me dit che pas quoi. Je sais pas s'il a appele un pote ou si c'est le meme gars qui est revenu, il faisait trop noir pour que je vois sa tete. Bref, une demi heure plus tard, je monte dans un taxi, 15 apres, je suis enfin chez moi !!! J'ai donc commence a cuisine mes fajitas a minuit hier soir, mais je les ai grandement appreciees :-) lol

Il me reste donc a trouver une solution pour demenager le reste de mes affaires ce soir (vu qu'il me reste une valise !!) et venir en ville demain matin. Le taxi, c'est bien, mais c'est cher et surtout, un taxi ne peut pas trouver la maison, c'est impossible (y a meme pas d'adresse postale ni donc de facteur !). Donc pour demain matin je ne sais pas comment je vais faire (enfin si, je vais spammer les gens du labo pour trouver une bonne ame :-) )

Tout ca donc pour ca ! Rien que la vue sur le jardin vaut le coup de faire tant d'efforts ! J'imagine deja mon chien en train de gambader dans ce "petit" jardinet :-)

 
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Hippie Hiya !

Dienstag 24 April 2007 am 11:16:08

 

I don't know where to begin the story, I have so much to say today :-) ...

Chef adore les voitures et plus precisement, il adore acheter des voitures d'occasion ! C'est limite une passion chez lui. Resultat, il a 4 voitures a lui tout seul. L'autre semaine, il propose de m'en preter une si j'ai besoin. Comme je dois signer le contrat de l'appart ce soir (j'ai pas de nouvelles d'ailleurs, hum ...), et que je veux demenager apres, je lui ai dit lundi que oui, ca m'arrangerait s'il pouvait m'en preter une. Seulement Chef n'achete pas que des voitures toutes neuves. Sur les 4, il en utilise 2, une est au garage et la 4eme avait la batterie vide. Nous sommes donc alles la faire demarrer ce matin, ca marche nickel. Alors pourquoi cette chronique ??? ahah, bah il se trouve que la voiture en question, c'est un van de hippie :-) lol lol lol. Je suis donc venue en van ce matin a l'universite, les gens me regardaient bizarrement sur la route ! lol lol ...

On the other hand, the movie team of the "Comisario" came back. Apparently, the General Office of the police will appear a lot more than before in next year season :-) So when arriving this morning, I discovered our corridor had been transformed again ... Here is my office (ahah, I did not tell you I was working for secret services !! lol lol).

And now, I guess you wonder what's the link between those two stories ??? Well, the first thing my collegue Jose told me this morning when I arrived at work was: "hey, you want to play in the movie ? ... as a junkie ?!!" ... How did he know for the van :-) lol lol lol ?

 
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La maison est tien

Sonntag 22 April 2007 am 11:44:37

 

Je viens de recevoir un mail pour la maison, et voila ce qui etait ecrit, comme premiere phrase: "La maison est tien." !!! Je dois donc transferer l'argent (je pense qu'un virement bancaire, c'est sur, c'est ce que j'avais fait en Autriche de toute facon) pour la caution et le premier moi de loyer et on signe le contrat mardi 24 a 20h .... Donc mardi soir, je dors dans ma maison (meme au sol, je m'en tape !!!!!) ... et mercredi, je rends les clefs de la chambre (ca tombe bien, le 25 est la date anniversaire de la location de la chambre ...). Bon il me faut des meubles maintenant :D

 
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Wedding in India - day 3 - Aurangabad

Samstag 21 April 2007 am 22:56:21

 

For those who missed the beginnings, here you can find day1 and day2. Enjoy !

Ken woke up quite early (well, early for me). Not a surprise as he went to sleep very early the day before. As I was too tired to get up (jet lag, late night and beer, you can imagine ...), he went to eat breakfast and play with the Internet. I slept a bit more and was ready around 10am or something like that. We asked for our driver and we were told that we would keep him for the whole day. So something like 60 dollars to drive 500 kms (4 hours to go, and 4 hours for him to come back) and bring us to the cave and the fort. We first went to Ellora caves, as it was the purpose of our visit to Aurangabad.

Of course, as this is a touristic place, a dozen of sellers jumped on our backs to sell us some crap. I had the bright idea to talk in French so that they would finally guess we don't speak English. It worked quite well, even if Ken kept repeating: "Je ne parle pas francais", the only sentence he knows in French ! We first took the middle path and arrived to the cave number 16. They asked for a fee to visit. It was also said it was the only one we had to pay to see. Anyways, it was not expensive and was probably the best one. So we bought two tickets and went inside. This was like in an Indiana Jones movie. A series (with an "s" ;-) ) of caves (or rather temples), dug in the rock. A few black birds also to scare us, and lots lots of vampire birds !!!!! Damn, I hate bats !


The cave number 16, from outside.


The cave number 16, detail.


That's where we decided we wanted to buy the cave number 16, and starting to foresee our parties on the garden ;-)

After visiting a few temples, we went back to the car. We asked the driver to go to the fort. But he started the car before we finished our sentence. We were not sure he had understood, so we told him several times and showed him pictures he barely looked at. Oh well, probably he had understood after all and did not need us to repeat 5 times the same thing. After we passed Ellora, we were surprised we were going north (to be completely honest, it looked like we went north, and then north, and always north. I did not understand in the end which road we took as we were supposed to go west and a little south after going to some town in the north). The thing is that the driver kept driving. We were quite far from Ellora now, which was not correct according to our map at all. So we asked him again to go to the fort. He kept driving. We had no idea if he had understood us. After a moment, I was convinced that 1- our map was terribly wrong OR 2- he was driving directly to Nashik and did not understand a single word of what we said ! After 45 minutes of driving, Ken had the idea of calling the hotel. We thus asked the driver to pull over (not easy !!!) and called the hotel and explained our problem. They translated to the driver who had not understood anything. We went back to Ellora and to the fort.


Daulatabad fort, from far far away ...

The fort was an amazing place, probably even nicer than the caves. We were glad we did not miss that after all ! We were so entousiastic that we began to climb, without even taking water with us. I first thought it wasn't such a big deal as we probably could not go to the top anyways. On our way, we passed a huge swimming pool (with no water in it, sniff, so sad) and later some temple with lots of columns. No idea of if it had always been like that. It looked like a sanctuary to me, while Ken rather thought it had a roof before, some wooden roof that would have rotten over the years. We still don't know, but it was magical.


What a nice swimming pool !!


A series of columns

Then, as we continued climbing, a group or people asked us to take a picture. I first thought they wanted to take a picture of us with our camera, to steal it (yeah, so much for me trusting people !). As it turned out, they took a picture of us and them with their camera. They simply wanted a picture with us, white foreigners with blue eyes and blond hair. Several time during our climbing we were asked for pictures, like movie stars. This was so weird. We also crossed many groups of school kids, climbing the fort with us, or going down from the top. All of them were very happy to see us, they were happy to practice their English. So we played the game and said hi to them, and waved.

As we were climbing up and up, we began to feel the lack for water ! A few more meters and Ken was having hallucinations! He saw a monkey crossing our path ... hum ... We finally reached the top. The view was amazing and I was thirsty ! I wanted to lie down and die, but we could even go higher. Each time we were reaching what we thought was the top, we discovered we could go further. So we continued ! Almost at the top, a guy was selling water, for stupid tourists like us who forgot to take some. Every school kid had a bottle with them. We did not. The sun was burning. We did not buy the water however 'cause it was probably not very safe. But this was the hell of a business ! We also passed some women who were gathering stones. I have no idea what for ... Eventually, we reached to very top of the fort. We were very proud of us !


A view from the top. Next to the orange column, you can see the huge swimming pool. We started climbing where the bunch of trees are, roughly in the middle of the photo.

Then, we began to come back. Still lacking water ... but going down was easier. Then, we saw a bunch of monkeys ! Two of them were following us and stopped on a wall to rest a little. A bit further, many monkeys were filling a tree. A few steps later, two monkeys were playing together. Magical ....


A Monkey Tree !

Once at the bottom, we ran to the first little shop to buy two bottles of cold water ! Then, we explained our driver we wanted some food, but in some kind of restaurant, not in the street. We had to mime it, to be sure he understood. This time, he did understand and stopped at some restaurant on our way to Nashik. The owners of the restaurant were very nice. We ordered some spicy chicken and we got onions and tomatoes in addition for free (not that the meal was any close to expensive !). Too bad we did not like onions ! Our driver bought some figs and gave some to us. All of them were very kind and this was a very enjoyable meal. We then drove directly to Nashik.

Once in the city, we saw that our driver did not quite understand we wanted to go to the Taj (even if we showed him the address written down). He asked several times for directions and we were also paying attention to the hotels along the road. Then, we saw "Taj" written on a hotel, so we told our driver to go there. That's about when we realized that he could not read English characters ! That's why he was having such a hard time even if we had the address and name of the hotel written on a piece of paper. We finally checked in and met our friends there. As we did not have dinner yet (but they had already), we aimed at some bar/restaurant place. However, the first place we checked was under renovation, so we went to another one. As we did not tell our little cabs (the motorcycle thingy) drivers to wait for us, we had a hard time finding two other ones. Then Ramesh caught a guy who had a nice car and asked him if he could bring us to this other place. The guy was supposed to go in the other direction, but he took us to the place, even if it wasn't that close.

Once at the restaurant, we sadly discovered they were not serving any alcohol. So much for me wanting a beer ! But they had very spicy curry chicken. I ordered one of those (don't remember the exact name). The waiter tried to discourage me, telling me it was too spicy for me. And I kept telling him I could eat spicy food. He finally agreed to serve me what I was asking and looked carefully at my face while I was eating. However, I really can eat very spicy food and he was astonished ! lol ... This was funny. And the food was really excellent ! After that, we went back to the hotel and had a beer. As the bar was closed, we had to order the beers from our rooms. They did not want to serve us from the lobby. So we ordered from a room and went back to the lobby afterwards. Then, we went to sleep.

 
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Voiture 3 - 0 Caro

Donnerstag 19 April 2007 am 14:09:33

 

Depuis la semaine derniere, nous avons repris les recherches intensives de voiture ! Mon chef est enfin passe en mode "actif" et il appelle dans tous les sens, consulte les annonces avec moi ! Il y a environ deux semaines, j'avais trouve une voiture interessante. Mon chef appelle et la, le mec lui repond que en fait c'est une blague, la voiture n'est pas a vendre ! muahaha, vous aussi vous etes morts de rire ??!! (Je precise que g eu plusieurs fois le coup avec des apparts ... d'ailleurs, c comme ca que je me suis retrouvee dans ma porcherie actuelle... mais c une autre histoire ...)

Le semaine derniere, on trouve une offre interessante. Chef appelle, on est sur le coup. Il appelle et rappelle encore (ici, c comme ca, je pense que l'interet principal est de sonder la partie adverse, pour voir si on peut avoir confiance). La voiture avait l'air bien, on se decide pour la visiter. Chef appelle encore et il raccroche et il me dit "g pas confiance" ... huh ? Apparemment, le type lui a tenu a chaque fois un discours different. Bref, chef a pas confiance, donc j'ai pas confiance non plus. On avait fixe presque un rdv pour aller la voir, mais on a laisse tomber.

Lundi dernier, j'achete le journal (avec un peu de chance, moins d'annonces foireuses que sur Internet ... mais en fait, faut bcp de chance pour ca !). Entre les numeros qui repondent pas, les numeros qui n'existent pas et les voitures qui sont deja vendues, il nous en restait une. Chef appelle, rappelle, appelle encore.. On fixe un rendez-vous pour ce matin. Nous etions partis pour voir une voiture bleu marine, de 2000 avec 80 000 km et en parfait etat. En arrivant, la voiture etait vert metal (bon ca, c pas grave, c bien quand meme), de 1999, toujours 80 000 km. Chef a juge le moteur en bon etat, mais les freins semblaient zarbis. Les pneus etaient presques uses et les essuie-glace aussi (mais ca c pas trop grave, c pas cher). En partant, chef me dit qu'il a regarde la plaque, et que la voiture est sans doute pas de 99, mais plus ancienne ... 98 probablement. Alors comment ca se fait que seulement 80 000 km ? Hum, bah ca, on sait pas, aucune facon de savoir si le compteur a ete trafique. On a regarde les pedales, mais impossible de conclure dans un sens ou dans l'autre. Quant au parfait etat, il y a un siege decousu a l'arriere, un truc qui envoie de l'air qui est casse ... et apparemment, la voiture a eu un accident minime car la porte arriere a des traces de pas net ... mais sinon, les portes ferment bien, la voiture monte et descend, etc ... Ce qui me gene, c'est que le type ait menti sur l'annee et la couleur de la voiture. Comme par hasard, il avait pas la carte grise. Donc on a presque laisse tombe, a moins que le mec repare les freins chez le pote a Chef, ou bien il baisse le prix ...

Le pote de Chef a donc un garage ... Il se trouve qu'il a une Skoda Fabia Break a vendre. J'etais pas partie pour une break, mais bon ... Elle est vert metal (aussi ! couleur preferee des Espagnols ??? C ptet le manque d'eau pour arroser les pelouses ??), de 2001, environ 70000km pour 5600 euros ... (+400 de carte grise) ... Voila, vous en pensez quoi ???

 
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Shooting at Virginia Tech !

Montag 16 April 2007 am 20:11:03

 

I had planned a fun post deadling with rollers in the Parque del Retiro today, but I am switching topic ! Angie just told me that shootings on my former university, Virginia Tech made 22 confirmed casualties this morning. Apparently, there were two different sets of shootings (dunno if it's the same guy) in two different dorms ...

This tendency for shooting innocent people in high schools and universities leaves me speechless. I of course do not understand how someone can do that. But the thing is that even if movies are made (Columbine), people say this should not and will not happen again ... well, it happens over and over again, and it seems to me that the number of casualties is also increasing. Maybe there is too much advertising (news) about this ... and crazy young people take it as a challenge... A bit like crazy French young people think it is a challenge to burn a car or kill a policeman! The world is going crazy !!

Anyways, when I was at VT, I was feeling safe, I would never have imagined that such a thing could actually happen in MY university. Well, now, it has happened and I am very sad. I also feel very sorry for the families ...

 
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Vive les banques !!!

Dienstag 10 April 2007 am 16:20:34

 

Je viens de telephoner a ma banque pour les engueuler, mais bien sur, la banque a toujours raison ... pfft ... La semaine derniere, j'etais a Manchester. J'ai retire des sous, et je pensais bien avoir calcule pour rester en positif. Seulement voila, g pas compte les frais de retrait d'un montant de 6 euros quand meme ! Je me suis donc retrouvee en decouvert de 1 euro ... Et bien 3 jours apres, ils m'ont preleve 5 euros d'agios ces abrutis ! 5 euros pour un malheureux euro de decouvert ! J'hallucine ! Le pire, c'est qu'ils vont m'en reprelever 5 dans deux mois vu que meme si j'ai lance un transfert d'argent, ca va prendre au moins deux jours (en fait plus, a cause de ce putain de we de paques !).

Je telephone donc a ma banque pour leur faire part de mon mecontentement ! Et la, je dis au mec que je croyais avoir une autorisation de decouvert de 2000 frs (a l'epoque). Il se trouve que j'ai une autorisation de decouvert de 500 euros, mais de toute facon, y a des agios a payer pour le 1er centime en negatif ! Alors la, je lui dit que je comprends pas, que d'habitude, on paie pas pour les petites sommes! Il me repond que si, sauf si on a le pack jeune. Pas de bol pour moi, je ne suis plus "jeune", pour les criteres de ma banque !

Bref, il a finit par etre presque gentil et il veut bien me rembourser mes 5 euros (geste commercial) si j'envoie une lettre (pas besoin d'etre recommendee) a la banque. Au final, entre le coup de fil et le timbre, ca va rien me rapporter, mais je vais raler, juste pour la forme ! Nan mais oh !!!!!

PS: vu que j'ai desactive les commentaires (comme vous avez vu, g un pb avec le code), envoyez moi un email si vous souhaitez commenter, je rajouterai le commentaire directement dans la base ... Car c'est un peu triste un post sans commentaire je trouve, sniff ... En attendant, je vous jure que je cherche une solution :D

 
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Paques en Europe ...

Sonntag 08 April 2007 am 22:25:05

 

En France, Paques est synonyme de chocolats. Oeufs en chocolat, poules en chocolats, lapins en chocolat, cloches en chocolat. Pour la petite histoire, ce sont les cloches qui vont a Rome pour la messe (me demandez pas pourquoi !) et quand elles reviennent de Rome apres la messe du dimanche matin, elles sement des oeufs en chocolat partout !

Le lapin vient de la version Autrichienne (et sans doute Allemande aussi). En Autriche donc, le mois de Paques (a la louche, mars et avril), ce ne sont plus les poules qui pondent les oeufs, mais les lapins. C'est pourquoi les oeufs (normaux de poules dans la vraie vie) sont colores avec des couleurs vives (pour les differencier des oeufs de poule, vous suivez ?). En autriche donc, ne cherchez pas d'oeufs non colores au mois de mars dans votre supermarche favori, vous n'en trouverez pas !

De facon similaire, ne cherchez pas d'oeufs au chocolat a Paques en Espagne, vous n'en trouverez pas non plus. En Espagne, Paques est une question de religion uniquement, c'est pourquoi toute la semaine sainte est feriee, le steack est surtaxe 2 euros 50 pendant cette meme semaine a la cafeteria du krouf. Pour marquer le coup ici, il faut donc aller aux processions. Bah oui, pas trop ma tasse de the, et de toute facon, le matin, je dors ...

Joyeuses Paques a tous !

 
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Welcome to sunny Madrid !

Freitag 06 April 2007 am 1:56:09

 

Hola ! ... I am back to Spain. Hard to tell if it is really sunny (it's nighttime) and I must admit the weather is not very warm. However, it's still a little bit better than Manchester :-)

Of course, I had to tell to a bitch in the plane that she was a bitch and the second plane left Paris with more than one hour late. luckily, I managed to grab the metro up to the end before it closed, oufff !

But you guess that if I did not wait to write, it's because I wanted to talk about my great flatmates. When I opened the door, I got a wave of bad smell, the kind of wave and the kind of bad that makes you want to go back to where you come from. I did not identify the source of the smell yet, tomorrow will be soon enough for investigations. Thankfully, I left my window open and I have candles to burn :D.

My flatmates were here watching TV and I guess they still are. But now, I can hear them very loud ... oh well ... So the girl came to show me the microwave to tell me that it was a new one because the other one belonged to the other flatmate who left. Yes, and ??? The thing (good thing) is that the microwave should be clean, it's only 3 days old. No, the thing is that she explained me she paid it together with her boyfriend 'cause she cannot live without it ... And for a second (or 2 or 3 'cause the communication has quite a bad ping), I thought she wanted to make me pay something. (Also, I should mention I forgot to pay the rent, so I really thought she wanted money !! lol). But actually, she just wanted to tell me I was allowed to use it ... I dunno if it's good news or not ...

So, this was a late post, and I am tired, so sorry in advance if I sound crazy and you do not understand anything :D Btw, I removed again the comments ... I'll try to find a solution (a new one, pffft) for the spam tomorrow.

Real-time update: there is a new guy in the flat. He came and apparently left right away ... but like the 3 other ones, he is not able to open or close a door without putting too much energy in the action if you see what I mean ... GRRRRRRRRRR !

 
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Welcome to sunny Manchester !

Montag 02 April 2007 am 15:40:06

 

Vous avez sans doute vu que mon blog a ete casse pendant quelques jours. C'est a cause du spam. Donc je teste une nouvelle tentative pour le bloquer, ca a l'air d'avoir fonctionne cette nuit. Les commentaires sont donc reouverts.

Samedi, nous avons passe l'aprem midi a courir dans tous les sens pour finir de preparer la murder de samedi soir. Je devais etre hot, sexy et irresistible pour mon surprise boyfriend, et finalement, je crois que la Madonna dress que j'ai choisie a ete efficace. Mon fake boyfriend ne voulait plus me lacher ! lol ...

La murder que nous avons jouee etait commerciale, et malheureusement, faite pour jouer sans game master ! A la place, une bande audio et des booklets avec les dialogues a lire, etc ... Bref, pas vraiment marrant. J'ai donc passe mon samedi matin a faire du copy paste pour ne pas jouer avec les booklets et la soiree s'est tres bien deroulee, on a bien rigole !

Dimanche, nous sommes alles dans une petite ville pas loin de Manchester, Castletown je crois (je suis pas sure de la deuxieme partie) ou nous nous sommes ballades parmi les moutons (mais aucun n'a voulu poser pour moi, pfffft !) et escalade des cailloux. Bref, ballade extremement dangereuse a la Indiana Jones. Vraiment dommage que je ne puisse pas recuperer les photos de mon appareil. Va falloir etre patient quoi ....

 
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