<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346</id><updated>2011-04-22T00:34:04.256+01:00</updated><title type='text'>FROM TOKYO TO BRIGHTON</title><subtitle type='html'>Have a look on my blog and find some pics and comments from Brighton and of my 
previous trips to Japan! Next departure to Tokyo is  already booked... 6th september 06, Geneva Airport, 10.55 a.m... I can't wait! Don't hesitate to add some comments.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>19</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-6721608161939723737</id><published>2007-10-07T11:26:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2007-10-07T11:26:44.514+01:00</updated><title type='text'>New Gallery</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Finally it's done. I put my favourite photos of Japan on a new gallery, Don't hesitate to have a look:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://gallery.anthonychabin.com/"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 130%;"&gt;&lt;a style="font-family: arial;" href="http://gallery.anthonychabin.com/"&gt;http://gallery.anthonychabin.com&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-6721608161939723737?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/6721608161939723737/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=6721608161939723737&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/6721608161939723737'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/6721608161939723737'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2007/10/new-gallery.html' title='New Gallery'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-115627467287395991</id><published>2006-08-22T19:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-09-14T07:48:51.070+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto! (part 5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back with more photos of Kyoto. I must finish my blog before I leave! And the departure is pretty soon. Only 2 weeks left before I go. I'll hold another blog during my trip to Japan &gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.365japan.blogspot.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;www.365japan.blogspot.com&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;. That's it! Have a look on the following pics.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3389.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3389.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Certainly the most famous temple of Kyoto. The Kinkakuji (the temple of gold). Built in 1397 by the Shogun Askikaga Yoshimitsu, it became a temple of Zen after his death. Burnt in 1950 by a priest, it has been rebuilt.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3392.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3392.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Surrounded by a pond, the Kinkakuji seems to float with the reflection on the water. It's particularly gorgeous during the winter when the snow is covering the site.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3391.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3391.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Around the Kinkakuji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3460.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3460.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Kiyomizu Dera. Built in 798, (and rebuilt in 1633) it's one of the most visited temple of Kyoto. Overhanging the city, the view on Kyoto is simply superb. Next pictures are showing it.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3448.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3448.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; We can guess the Kyoto Tower.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3458.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3458.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Here again.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3464.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3464.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Otowa no taki. Drinkable, this water is supposed to have curatives proprieties. A local belief affirms that drinking the right water makes you intelligent, the middle water makes you beautiful and the left one give you long life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3386.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3386.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3397.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3397.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; A garden of foam near the Kinkakuji.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3455.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3455.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Near the Kiyomizu Dera temple, there are two stones on the ground. Those are distant of about 20 meters. If you can reach the second stone from the first one with you eyes closed, you will find the great love! But if not, it means you are gonna die the following day.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-115627467287395991?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/115627467287395991/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=115627467287395991&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/115627467287395991'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/115627467287395991'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/08/kyoto-part-5.html' title='Kyoto! (part 5)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-114893067171618522</id><published>2006-05-29T19:29:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T20:24:31.770+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto! (part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Garden's pictures.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3432.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3432.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; A Zen Garden. Very famous in Kyoto. Several years of learning are necessery to know how make correctly one of those.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3434.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3434.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Many years of experience in this cirlce shape.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3401.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3401.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The Ryôan-Ji.  Length of 23 meters and large of 9, it was imagined by Sôami near 1455. Raked every day, it evokes the waves surrounding 15 islands represented by those stones. Wherever you stand, it's only possible to see 14 stones in the same time. For some people, this is a metaphor which means that we can never see the entire truth...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3416.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3416.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3419.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3419.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Another garden perfectly raked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3424.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3424.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ... I think I love Japanese garden...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3428.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A gardener who must be very happy to cut this bush in perfect round shape...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-114893067171618522?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114893067171618522/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=114893067171618522&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114893067171618522'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114893067171618522'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/kyoto-part-4.html' title='Kyoto! (part 4)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-114892729745082124</id><published>2006-05-29T19:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-05-29T19:28:17.493+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto! (part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Back again! With some more pictures of Kyoto...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3465.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; A level crossing like many more in Japan&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3489.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3489.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Kyoto station. Probably one of the most impressive building of this city of 1,500,000 people. Re-built in 1997 by Hiroshi Hara to celebrate the 1200th anniversary of the decision take in 794, by the empror Kanmu, to choose as capital of Japan, Heian-Kyo (nowadays known as Kyoto). Inside there are a big hotel of 539 rooms and a theatre of 900 seats. There are about 240,000 people using the station every day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3491.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3491.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; A typical view from a bedroom.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3438.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3438.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; Anthony crossing the road on a bicyle, A very convenient way to move in Kyoto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-114892729745082124?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114892729745082124/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=114892729745082124&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114892729745082124'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114892729745082124'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/05/kyoto-part-3.html' title='Kyoto! (part 3)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-114304179672704233</id><published>2006-03-22T14:56:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-22T15:48:10.116Z</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto! (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Some more pictures of Kyoto. Most of them were take by Big Jul who is currently in Japan.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3333.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3333.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Heavy rain, again.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/ruiop.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/ruiop.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Antho, walking straight to the temples and others shrines near Kyoto.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3347.2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3347.2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3353.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3353.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3375.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3375.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3355.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3355.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3366.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3366.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; An amazing gravel heap with a perfect shape.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3367.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3367.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The Ginkakuji, the "Silver Pavillon". Built in 1482 by the Shogun Ashikaga Yoshimasa, it was intented to compete with the "Gold Pavillon" which is, nowadays, more famous. The silver plate which gave his name, were never posed on the Ginkakuji.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3369.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3369.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Another gravel work, with an exceptionnal accuracy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3370.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3370.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Both of them with the Ginkakuji.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3372.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3372.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The quietude of the Japanese green nature...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/DSCN3378.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/DSCN3378.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; A foam garden.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-114304179672704233?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114304179672704233/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=114304179672704233&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114304179672704233'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114304179672704233'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/kyoto-part-2.html' title='Kyoto! (part 2)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-114210986465978684</id><published>2006-03-11T19:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-20T17:42:37.130Z</updated><title type='text'>Kyoto! (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Landed at Kansai Airport in Osaka we directly took the train for Kyoto where we stay about a week. This was our third trip to Japan and the first that we've been in Kansai plain. Kyoto is, of course, smaller than Tokyo (about 1.500.000 inhabitants). One of the old capital of Japan, Kyoto is historically very rich. Less oppressive than Tokyo, it's very pleasant to have a walk along the Kamo-gawa river and reach the hills around to visit many temples and shrines.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/11.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Probably our first common memory... As we couldn't find the Uno-House (I recommend this place for a short stay. It's not expensive and that's probably why it's not really comfortable but enough to sleep &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.hostels.com/en/hosteldetails.php/HostelNumber.11504"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.hostels.com/en/hosteldetails.php/HostelNumber.11504&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;), Chris and I decided to have a walk around while both Julien were waiting at metro station with our luggages. All I can say, is that we walked a very long time (and most of the time in the wrong way...), asked women, men, policemen, cook working in their kitchen, taximen and eventually it's a guard who made a quick map to explain where it was... Finally, after more than a hour we found it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/8.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/8.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Welcome to our bedroom! As I wrote below, the comfort is very rudimentary. No windows, futons quite tight... Anyway it was enough for us. I probably had my shortest night of my life in this room... For our last night in Kyoto we went in a club (of course!) and had a late party. I came back (alone, because the others came back earlier) at about 7 o'clock in the morning (completely drunk...). Find the room (and probably awoke the half house...) then sleep... 30 minutes later the alarm clock rung and we had to get up to catch the coach at 8 o'clock in Kyoto station... I don't know how we did it, but we managed (Chris, Julien and me) to be at the coach station 3 minutes before the departure of the bus. Chris totally wet after struggling with his suitcase of about 85 kilos in the metro stairs (which are quite short without anything to carry), Julien happy to be on time and me still a bit under the influence of my whisky coke... We reached Tokyo in the early night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/10.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/10.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The Kamo-gawa river. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/9.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/9.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Some beautiful hills around Kyoto under the fog... Looks like a painting.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/7.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/7.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The heaviest rain I have ever seen in Japan. We were quietly strolling in Kyoto when suddenly the rain made us absolutely soak...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/6.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/6.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Kamo-gawa river, a quiet place to have a walk or some rest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/5.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/5.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Crossing the river on the stones. Some of them are carved in a shape of tortoise.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/4.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/4.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Kamo-gawa river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/3.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/3.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/2.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/2.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Probalby a tiring day for those two young women who definitely deserve some good rest along the river.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We can see one of this tortoise in the top of the picture.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-114210986465978684?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114210986465978684/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=114210986465978684&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114210986465978684'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114210986465978684'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/kyoto-part-1.html' title='Kyoto! (part 1)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-114184701972714702</id><published>2006-03-08T18:44:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-03-11T20:48:52.540Z</updated><title type='text'>The Fuji San day...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back again! As promised, here there are some more pictures of the mount Fuji. Thanks to Julien, I could get those photos just before he leaves (lucky him, leaving for Japan next Monday!!... the fashion shows are wainting for him!). I also wanted to say a big thanks to Hiro, Chizuru and Yoshie, we really had an unforgetable day!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;The majestic Mount Fuji, standing prouldy in the heart of Japan. A symbol high of 3776 meters.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/22.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Hiro's van! A long way by night to get there. We were listen to The Beatles Album on the road and the thing which is amazing is that the music excatly stop when Hiro stoped the van with the feet of the Fuji San. On the pic, we can see Hiro, probably looking for some cigarettes.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/21.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Here we are! All waiting for the sun to come out of the clouds!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/20.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/20.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Julien (said Ronron...) and me. Don't worry Ronron doesn't really have this face.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/19.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/19.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Chris... who can't stop to make this joke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/18.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/18.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Julien again... amazingly here!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/17.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/17.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; We weren't alone on the good spot. When we arrived here, there were only one car... hope we didn't disturb them!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/16.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/16.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; It will come... in few seconds!!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/15.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/15.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Still waiting.... Chris, Chizuru, Yoshie saying hello, me (calling for the sun to come... great joke) and Julien who can not be normal on a photo!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/14.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/14.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Chizuru with the hair in the wind...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/13.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/13.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/13.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Finally! The sun is lighting the top of the Mount Fuji, the show is begining!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/12.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The sun over a sea of clouds...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/11.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Yoshie is filled with wonder by the spectacle. It looks like she was gazing at an Angel. Behind, Hiro is probably worried because he couldn't find his cigaettes. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Gorgeous...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/9.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/9.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Now the whole moutain is under the sun light.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/8.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/8.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/7.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/7.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Hiro and Yoshie holding the sun.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/6.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/6.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Me, Chris and Julien... all very cold but delighted by what we saw.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; It's time to get in the car to have a look around.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; After being a bit worried by the weather, the clouds all gone and we could admire the Fuji San. The weather was exceptionnal. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Not excatly in winter yet, there wasn't so much snow on the top.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/23.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/23.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;The whole Fuji is his famous typical shape... After a walk near the lake we went to an Onsen (previous post). Then we went back to Tokyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-114184701972714702?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/114184701972714702/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=114184701972714702&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114184701972714702'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/114184701972714702'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/03/fuji-san-day.html' title='The Fuji San day...'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113865573107519676</id><published>2006-01-30T20:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-30T21:15:31.786Z</updated><title type='text'>An evening in Roppongi Hills</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Back again! Here, there some pics of our second trip. It was when I went to the Mori Tower, a pretty new building in Roppongi Hills. 238 meters high. I don't remember where I took those pictures actually... it's a mix between views from the Mori Tower and Tokyo Tower... anyway it doesn't really matter...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/shinjuku.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/shinjuku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;One of the main area of Tokyo, Shinjuku.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/fuji%201.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/fuji%201.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Finally! I could admire the mystic Mount Fuji. Called Fuji-San in Japanese (that we could translate by "Mr. Fuji"), the mountain is 3776 meters high which the highest in Japan. Climbing the volcano was long prohibited because it was sacred and said to be the home of the Shinto Goddess. Athought dormant for three centuries, the Japanese fear and venerate the moutnain whose anger could totally change the face of the region.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/fuji%202.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/fuji%202.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; ...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/tower.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/tower.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I saw many adverts in the subway for these twin towers, standing proudly near the Mori Tower&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/contrste.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/contrste.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Even from here, everything remains mysterious.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/to%20shibuya.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/to%20shibuya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Highway going straight to Shibuya.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/artere%20travers.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/artere%20travers.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Another highway dividing strictly this jungle of concrete.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/odaiba.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/odaiba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Here, we can see Odaiba, which is artificial island build on Tokyo Bay mainly for the enterainments, shopping or attractions.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/illumin.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/illumin.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The famous illuminations around Roppongi Hills. During Christmas time it's very pleasant to have walk there while those thousands bulbs are lightning the streets.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113865573107519676?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113865573107519676/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113865573107519676&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113865573107519676'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113865573107519676'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/evening-in-roppongi-hills.html' title='An evening in Roppongi Hills'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113780287422973483</id><published>2006-01-20T23:50:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-24T20:54:26.910Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan, sept - oct 2004 (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#000000;"&gt;Currently, there is only one part. What is quite paradoxal, because we stayed there about 5 weeks (our longer stay). But this time, I didn't bring any camera. I only took some pictures with my mobile I bought in Kyoto. We arrived in Osaka (Kansai Airport), went to Kyoto by train for a about a week, then go to Tokyo. There is a lot to say about this trip ( a lot of friends came this time. Us, Tim, J.P, Anthony, Serge, Maurice and his friend Dorothée). I'm waiting for further photos from my friends. So, more about Japan still to come!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Fuji-Crew.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Fuji-Crew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The Fuji Crew! (me, Big Jul, Julien and Chris) Thanks to Yoshie, Chizuru and Hiro we could go to the Fuji-San for the sun rising... magnificent, unforgetable! We left Shibuya late in the night and arrived in the early morning to admire to sun coming out from the horizon. It was a kind of magic moment. During all the day we could enjoy this amazing mountain... there was no clouds it was really gorgeous. Our friends also brings us to an Onsen. We were just delighted when we were sitting on the bath gazing the mount Fuji by the huge windows. But everybody were also looking at us, maybe because we had a pink towel (intended for the women) while everybody's got a blue one... This day, we also met the greatest smoker, ever. Hiro. I don't know if he was taking part of an experience to know how many cigarettes can support a man in a day, but all I can say is that he was always smoking... Anyway, a big thanks to him! I can wait to go there again (I hope I can climb the Fuji next time!).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Julien-Mercier-model.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Julien-Mercier-model.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Julien during a fashion show. He looks great, indeed! I went to the casting with him (easy to find in the newspapers) but I've never been choose... Anyway, we had lots of fun and it was the opportunity to met new people and to discovered Tokyo from another view as well.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/appart.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/appart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;THE appartment in Tamachi. Both Julien, Chris, Serge and Anthony (on the sofa) stayed there but not all in the same time. It was really enjoyable and convenient. Come on! smile guys!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/t-kila_girl.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/t-kila_girl.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Our last night in Tokyo. Isn't it bar, Roppongi. With Tim drinking a tequila, he had no choice, he was forced by this girl... a real bully! what a difficult moment for him but now he's ok.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/skyline.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/skyline.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; My futur car... Nissan Skyline. But for me there is only one colour for a car: black. Can't wait to drive it! (maybe I should take my driving liscence first...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/honda.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/honda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But... I was hesitating with this one even if it's a bit "too much". I think it's a Honda NSX, not sure about that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113780287422973483?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113780287422973483/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113780287422973483&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113780287422973483'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113780287422973483'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/japan-sept-oct-2004-part-1.html' title='Japan, sept - oct 2004 (part 1)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113776550096275208</id><published>2006-01-20T12:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-21T12:36:06.963Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan, winter 2003/04 (part 4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#000000;"&gt;That's it! The fourth and last part of our second trip&lt;/span&gt;&lt;em&gt;.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Tokyo-urbain.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Tokyo-urbain.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Pictures took from the Yamanote Line. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/petites-pri??res.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/petites-pri%3F%3Fres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Write a wish and attached the small piece of paper on the string. It will come true! There are plenty of Shrines and Temples in Japan. One of them is the biggest wooden construction in the world (Kyoto), really impressive.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Hachiko-de-3-quart.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Hachiko-de-3-quart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Chûken Hachiko! The faithful dog. A morning of may 1925, Hachi accompanied his master (like every morning actually) to the Shibuya station. Unfortunately, his master, the Professor Ueno, never came back, victim of a heart attack. Despite his death, his dog still waited for him faithfuly at the station. He came and sit there several years long and got feed by the population. Hachiko became famous and many tourists came from around to see and touch him. Hachiko died the 7 march 1935, excatly in the same place where he used to wait for his master. A bronze statue was made by Teru Ando in his honnor. Now it's another statue which stand near Shibuya station carved by Takeshi Ando (Teru's son). The original one had to be melt for the need of the first war. Every 7 march there is the Chûken Hachiko Matsuri in the honnor of his fidelity and loyality.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/un-train-qui-passe.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/un-train-qui-passe.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Futur model!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Shinjuku-district.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Shinjuku-district.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Some office buildings you can see from the top of the Governemental Tower in Shinjuku (entrance free).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Mori-Tower-in-the-night.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Mori-Tower-in-the-night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The Mori Tower by night, Roppongi Hills. There is an Art Gallery on the top of this building with a gorgeous panoramic view on Tokyo. The Christmas illumination in this area were particularly beautiful.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/salary-men-dans-le-m??tro.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/salary-men-dans-le-m%3F%3Ftro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sometimes, when you are waiting for a train, you have nothing else to do than take pictures...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Saltimbanques-rockers!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Saltimbanques-rockers%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Rock band in the street next to the Landmark Tower in Yokohama.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/R??sidence-??-Roppongi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/R%3F%3Fsidence-%3F%3F-Roppongi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I wish I had my flat on the top of this tower, near Roppongi Hills.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113776550096275208?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113776550096275208/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113776550096275208&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113776550096275208'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113776550096275208'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/japan-winter-200304-part-4.html' title='Japan, winter 2003/04 (part 4)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113770459105195935</id><published>2006-01-19T20:13:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-20T01:56:09.256Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan, winter 2003/04 (part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;One more part still to come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Isn%27t-le-01.01.04.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The New Year 's night. Isn't bar in Roppongi. Amazingly it wasn't the best party I had in Tokyo. The place was really too crowded. Fortunately, Julien could enjoy this night with us. At the end of the party on the way back, we saw Antonio Nogueira (to who knows about K1). It doesn't look the biggest on a ring but in the street... he's actually.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Lonsdale-bag.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Lonsdale-bag.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The most amazing is that they always wake up at the good stop (that what we think at least... maybe they are sometimes totaly lost but let nothing betray their embarrassment).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Skyliner.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Skyliner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The train you should take to reach Ueno from Narita (You can take the regional train as well, which is cheaper but slowier of course!). The Skyliner is the perfect instance of the japanese efficacity. Just have a look how they clean up each waggon while you're wainting on the quay. The turning seats are surprising as well. I told Chris! told you, the Skyliner does exist!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Too-much-Teguyla.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Too-much-Teguyla.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; One of our greatest night in Shibuya! The Womb. What a club! Julien, Guy and me went there for the first time. After a tour around the rooms, we decided to sit at a table. What should we drink? Tequila! After 4 -5 glasses we started to feel completely at ease. The barman became our best friend and after finishing the first bottle, he offered us one more turn, nice. Before being completely drunk we talked to 3 japaneses next to our table... of course those two playboys (Julien and Guy) talked to the two women while I was talking to the only guy... (finally it was better to talk with him as I discovered he was graphic designer, like me. His site: &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tlgf.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.tlgf.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; great design!). Afterwards, we went on the dancefloor. While we were dancing, Julien and I asked each other where was Guy. We had a look to the toilets and we found him in the same position that you see in the picture... eheh! The "guards" were a bit embarrassed and wanted to take him out. What we did after some apologises to them, still very confused... Of course Guy threw up his dinner on the Wombs walls but nobody noticed it (but the day after, they surely did). As it was only 3-4 o'clock in the morning, we wait for the train in a "restaurant". Nice night where Guy showed to us (and the Womb crew) what he was able to do...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/un-jap-qui-dort.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/un-jap-qui-dort.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sleepin' guy.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/La-mairie-sur-bleu-azur.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/La-mairie-sur-bleu-azur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Before my first trip to Japan, a friend of mine told me that the sky was never blue in Tokyo. Pardon? The sky was blue, almost everyday during our winter trip. Particularly after a typhoon (but this is rather during the summer). This day in Shinjuku must have been a great day to watch the Fuji-San.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Ronron-est-malade!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Ronron-est-malade%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Why did Julien stay in bed almost all the time? He went to Japan three times and was ill two times... Fortunately Chizuru and Yoshie bought him this adhesive plaster to put on the front head! I don't know if he looked better but felt better, probably...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Un-soir-au-Red-Jack.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Un-soir-au-Red-Jack.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The regretted "Red Jack" in Shibuya. The first bar where we've gone, now closed. It really was a tiny pub with maybe 6 or 7 seats. I might have finish the "Get 27" bottle this night... (maybe the first and last time they saw a guy drinking this strange green liquid as they looked very surprised when I asked for some).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Shibuya-from-Hachiko.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Shibuya-from-Hachiko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Waiting for the concert to start (I know I've already done it...)? No, just for my friend(s). Hachiko, saturday night. The meeting point of our each party night. It's funny how many people are talking to their friends on the phone whereas just five meters are separating them.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Po??sie-en-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Po%3F%3Fsie-en-photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A very nice photography took by Big Jul.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Jul&amp;Tomoko.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Jul%26Tomoko.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; New Year Party. We celebrated midnight in the pub (before going to a club) where was working Tomoko "the kangoo". Not much people were there but the atmosphere was great . Of course we did the famous joke which is to count 10... 9... 8... etc two minutes before midnight umh... Michael Jackson also did a short appearance (behind, on the left). Tomoko's boss said he was glad to have had us this night because we were funny (majide??)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Larbin-le-barman.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Larbin-le-barman.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Mr. Barman. I usually drink Whisky and coke.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Guy-n"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Guy-n%27a-pas-gagn%3F%3F....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The famous Bingo! I have to admit that we've cheated a little... As most of the time nodoby yelled "bingo!!", Guy (in the picture) decided to shout "bingo!!" even if it didn't get the good number picked by Tomoko... He won umh... I don't know in English (he's carrying it in the pic). Then Julien also get a gorgeous gas ligther! in the same way... sorry about that.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113770459105195935?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113770459105195935/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113770459105195935&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113770459105195935'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113770459105195935'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/japan-winter-200304-part-3.html' title='Japan, winter 2003/04 (part 3)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113733233971029768</id><published>2006-01-15T13:06:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-19T20:10:23.870Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan, winter 2003/04 (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Some new pics (eh! what a surprise!)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/buda.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/buda.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The quiet face the Buddha of Kamakura. We went there with Yoshie and Chizuru. Really an unforgetable day (Just a thought for Julien, who stayed in the guest house to look after our stuffs).&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Bouddha!.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Bouddha%21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; You can realise the size of the big bronze Buddha (I think its about 30 meters). It's possible to get inside.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/gzurt.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/gzurt.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Sunset in Kamakura. I'm sure there are some cleaner and more pleasant places in Japan (don't trust the picture...). Anyway, it always enjoyable to be near the sea even in Kamakura.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Surfeur-??-v??lo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Surfeur-%3F%3F-v%3F%3Flo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;As you could see in the previous picture, the waves aren't huge... so I think this guy just came back home hoping for better days to come...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/NTT-tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/NTT-tower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The NTT Tower, Shinjuku. You can notice a mosquito who tried to crashed himself in the building. Depressed?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Bee-Lounge-bar,-Shibuya.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Bee-Lounge-bar%2C-Shibuya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The Bee Lounge in Shibuya. Very posh and smart. Nice place to have a drink. Similar the Insomnia Lounge. I went there with Chizuru and Yoshie (who is in the picture). I met her in a small bar next to Tama Ryokan (where we stayed for our first trip to Tokyo). The Billy's. It was small and she worked there with Go (they've been fired now). Julien and I sometimes had a drink there when we didn't want to take the train. Then we started to know her and get on well. Afterwards we had some good moment all together. She also introduce us to Chizuru. Hope to meet them again soon!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Fleur....jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Fleur....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; That's true... We collect what we have sowed! The use of French in Japan is sometimes quite funny! Have a look on this site (better if you understand french even if I don't always see what they mean): &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://npu4.free.fr/dotclear/index.php"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://npu4.free.fr/dotclear/index.php&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Impressive-tower....jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Impressive-tower....jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Landmark Tower, Yokohama. 253 meters. Quite impressive! and the lift is one the fastest in the world and you almost don't notice if it goes up or down. We went there by night and for 1000 yen you can admire Tokyo by night, not to be missed! Tokyo by day as well...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Fatigu??s_.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Fatigu%3F%3Fs_.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Had a late night?&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/escalator-qui-tourne.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/escalator-qui-tourne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; It was simply the first time of my life that I saw a turning escalator. Amazing.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/en-attendant-le-m??tro.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/en-attendant-le-m%3F%3Ftro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Watching TV while he's waiting for the train (no... this not a screen, even if we are in Japan!)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/dortoir-??-baba.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/dortoir-%3F%3F-baba.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;The Ten Ten guest house in Takadanobaba. Maybe one of the cheapest place where to sleep in Tokyo (about 1000 to 1500 yen per night). The comfort is rudimentary and you are quite tightened. My friends sleeped is this small room (Julien almost 2 weeks non-stop) with another guy who came from Thailand. He was working in a car factory and was here since several months. He still might be there (I hope not for him!). Anyway, if you don't want to waste money in a Ryokan or an Hotel, this place is for you! There is a kitchen too. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tokyo-guesthouse.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;http://www.tokyo-guesthouse.com/&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113733233971029768?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113733233971029768/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113733233971029768&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113733233971029768'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113733233971029768'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/japan-winter-200304-part-2.html' title='Japan, winter 2003/04 (part 2)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113726466567209255</id><published>2006-01-14T18:08:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-14T18:51:05.773Z</updated><title type='text'>Some more of Brighton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, more pics of Brighton. That's it. Really don't want to write.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/resto.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/resto.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Bernard (our teacher - still sorry for the Albion... -), Thomas, me, Yuuuuuka!, Roger, Hyun-Jae and Yong. Our last dinner after our last lesson. We ate Chinese. I remember that I asked the waiter if they had sweet curry, he laughed on me replying me that it doesn't exist (??)... Yuka told me yes, that's why I wanna go back to Japan!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/sant??.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/satoshi-n-me.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/satoshi-n-me.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Satoshi and I after playing football. One of us is wearing the shirt of the greatest team ever. What happened with your right arm Satoshi?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/sant??.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/sant%3F%3F.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Roger and Sylvain. When I watch your face Sylvain, I understand why you ordered a tee!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/brazil.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/brazil.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Thomas, me and Juliano the "Brazilian Lover"..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/knq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/knq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; In front of the famous King and Queen! I can't remember what we did after this... (why?)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113726466567209255?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113726466567209255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113726466567209255&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113726466567209255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113726466567209255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/some-more-of-brighton.html' title='Some more of Brighton'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113717554867492774</id><published>2006-01-13T17:57:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-14T18:08:15.813Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan, winter 2003/04 (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;This is our second trip to Japan. This time Chris stayed in Geneva and I went there with Guy and the two Julien. We stayed there for 2 weeks and spent Christmas and the New Year Eve in Tokyo. I think I prefer the cool weather of the winter to the crushing and humid heat of the summer. The sky was blue almost everyday but it was very windy the first days (my ears don't want to live that again!). I was told that it snowed in a morning but I was sleeping deeeeeeply... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;and as I'm also very lazy I'll stop writing now.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Reflet....0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Reflet....0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Near the Imperial Palace. Nice picture took by Big Jul! &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Vuenos-Club,-Shibuya.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Vuenos-Club%2C-Shibuya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; A night in the Vuenos, Shibuya (with Julien, Chizuru, Yoshie, Guy and Julien). Some real good hip-hop with breakdance show. Also a night where I lost a watch and 1500 yen... I was "cleaning" my pocket, put my stuffs on the bar, said "hello" to my friend dancing in the crowd (I don't know why) then nothing left on the bar... then I decided to order more tequila.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Popcorn-time.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Popcorn-time.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Squirrel came from the tree to eat this delicious popcorn left by a tourist.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/S??ance-photo.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/S%3F%3Fance-photo.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;A squirrel who had his minute of glory, acclaimed (kawai! kawai!) and photographied.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/fuckedituzue.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/fuckedituzue.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;What a great feeling to be in the skin of a rein especially with the Father Christmas by your side.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Eclipse.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Eclipse.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Sunset from Ginza.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Sous-les-art??res.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Sous-les-art%3F%3Fres.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Well, I live in the sixth floor with view underneath the highway. Those monsters of concrete divided Tokyo in a huge puzzle where you better know where you go!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Jul-le-r??ne.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Jul-le-r%3F%3Fne.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; umh...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Anthony-le-r??ne.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/En-cas-d"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/En-cas-d%27alerte.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Everything is a pretext to creation!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Countach-??-Shibuya.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Countach-%3F%3F-Shibuya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;We were a bit surprise when we saw this Countach in Shibuya with nobody in! Then we realised that the young japanese driver was just explaining his way to think to the taxi-driver in front of him.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Arriv??-en-gare.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Arriv%3F%3F-en-gare.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Some people getting in and out of the train. It's impressive how Tokyo is served and the timetables are more accurate than a Rolex... (I thought nothing was more precise than a Rolex!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/architecture-Tokyoite.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/architecture-Tokyoite.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The amazing architecture of the Fuji TV building in Odaiba. I didn't go there, I probably had a late night... (Nice blue picture Guy.)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/am,-pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/am,-pm.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/am%2C-pm.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; am-pm, seven eleven, lawson... It save my life several times (my stomac, at least!). It's amazing all you can do there. Withdraw money, pay bills, send letters, packages and buy food and drink of course. Open 24/24.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113717554867492774?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113717554867492774/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113717554867492774&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113717554867492774'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113717554867492774'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/japan-winter-200304-part-1.html' title='Japan, winter 2003/04 (part 1)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113715312826458128</id><published>2006-01-13T10:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-13T11:56:10.390Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan, summer 2003 (part 3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;That's the last part of "Japan, summer 2003".&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/hakone.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/hakone.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;Naoto and Mieko walking in green japanese nature. Thanks to them, I came to Japan. I met them six years ago in Cheltenham (UK) in a English school. Before leaving Cheltenham, I made the promise to visit Japan, that's what I did almost 2 years ago now. I'm looking forward to meeting them again next time I go there.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Naoto-au-volant.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Naoto-au-volant.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Naoto in his van. Thanks to him, we had a great day in Hakone. Unfortunately the weather was terrible. Not rainy but soooo foggy. We couldn't see the Fuji-San but instead of that we discovered Onsen... but I advise anyone who go Onsen for the first time to go with someone "who know" how to behave there.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Naoto-et-le-kiwi.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Naoto-et-le-kiwi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;I went to this restaurant in Shibuya with Naoto and Mieko. We ate okonomiyaki... delicious. You have an hot tray in the middle of the table and you have to "cook" by yourself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/rue-ryokan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/rue-ryokan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The street of our "Ryokan". The first day we arrived, we had no problems to get until here (Narita to Ueno then Yamanote line until Takadanobaba) but once in this small lane, we looked like four tourists totally lost. We couldn't find the entrance. Then an old man called us. Took our "map" and immediately found the entrance (we were almost in front of it...). I recommend this Ryokan. Quite cheap and very convenient (1 min from the station and Baba is very close to Shinjuku, Shibuya...). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tamaryokan.com"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;www.tamaryokan.com&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/lits-ryokan.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/lits-ryokan.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Our room with Julien. Wide room, very quiet by night and even if the futon looks very thin I can assure that the sleep is deep..!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/pub-Shinjuku.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/pub-Shinjuku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; I knew that there was a lot of signs in the street, but not so much! It gives a lot of colours to the city.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Vue-Ginza.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Vue-Ginza.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Imperial Palace park. We had a long walk this day. Through the city and the park. I remember that we passed a huge queue. People were waiting wisely for the "Sex Machine Gun" concert.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/poisson-mortel.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/poisson-mortel.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The famous "Fugu". You need a special liscense to cook this fish because there are some part of it which can be lethal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/toit-temple.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/toit-temple.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Nice picture took by Julien.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/temple-au-5-toits.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/temple-au-5-toits.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; You can't miss the temple if you go to Asakusa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/ruelle-Asakusa-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/ruelle-Asakusa-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Asakusa by night. After visiting the market and bought some souvenirs, we walked around. It's a very pleasant and quiet area with small buildings and many restaurants.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113715312826458128?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113715312826458128/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113715312826458128&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113715312826458128'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113715312826458128'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/japan-summer-2003-part-3.html' title='Japan, summer 2003 (part 3)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113711486293831636</id><published>2006-01-13T00:14:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-13T01:47:46.613Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan, summer 2003 (part 2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;I can't sleep right now... so I've decided to do the part 2. Here we are, some new pics... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/pub-Asahi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/pub-Asahi.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Netherlands has Heineken, USA Budweiser (I'm not sure, anyway...), Ireland Guiness and Japan Asahi! and the Japanese like beer... I was the witness of some funny situations. A young guy throwing up his whole noddles in the train (classic...), or this salary man who was sleeping on Baba square near the station and left his laptop turned on next to him and this man trying to "reanimate" his friend who had his head on the road, his legs on the pavement and his arms lost in a bike wheel! I have to admit that I wasn't always sober...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Ginza,-Tokyo-tower.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Ginza%2C-Tokyo-tower.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; A long walk in Ginza this day! We can see the Tokyo Tower which looks like the Eiffel Tower from this point of view. But the Tokyo tower is higher than the the French one (333 meters against 321). I went to the top. The panorama is beautiful even if it's a bit expensive! From Shinjuku (Governmental Tower) the view is the same and it's free.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/dome-de-catch.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/dome-de-catch.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ryokogu Hall next to the Edo Museum near Asakusa. Where sumo, wrestling takes place. I'm remember this rainy day. We wanted to visit the Edo Museum but it was closed. On the way back to the train a japanese man were looking at us and then started to talk with me. He asked me where I was from and this sort of questions. It was short but this kind of meeting is always enjoyable!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/catch-10.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/catch-10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; As much as I can remember, he never took off... Wrestling isn't my cup of tee, but Chris is mad about it! We paid 7000 yen and get a good seat. For 10.000 yen you are sitting just next to the ring. It was an impressive show and I quite appreciate it even if it would have been better to see K1 or even better, sumo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/catch-21.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/catch-21.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Quite funny...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Takadanobaba.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Takadanobaba.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; View from Takadanobaba station.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/vue-Tokyo-08.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/vue-Tokyo-08.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Far away, on the right you can guess the Mori Tower of Roppongi. Picture took from Shinjuku.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/B-day"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/B-day%27s-crew.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; The night of my 21st birthday. Me, Chris and Julien (unfortunately the other Julien was a bit sick). He missed a great night! It was great until I realised that I had lost the small piece of paper with a phone number... Sorry about this Chris m(_ _ )m , but I was sorry for me too...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113711486293831636?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113711486293831636/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113711486293831636&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113711486293831636'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113711486293831636'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/japan-summer-2003-part-2.html' title='Japan, summer 2003 (part 2)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113710937431418807</id><published>2006-01-12T22:35:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-13T01:27:45.600Z</updated><title type='text'>Japan, summer 2003 (part 1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Well, as I went three times to Japan I want to share some pictures of those trips. Our first trip was almost 2 years ago. I went to Tokyo for 18 days with Julien, Julien (yes, 2 Julien) and Chris. Those following pictures are not in a chronological order and instead of long text I prefer to write some short legends in relation with the picture. I also called this site TOKYO2006 because my project is to go there for a year in 4 - 6 months. Still a lot to do and a long way is ahead, anyway I'll do it!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/vue-Tokyo-11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;Tokyo! Concrete Jungle. It's grey until the horizon. But what a pleasure to lost his way in the biggest maze I've ever seen. Always somewhere to go, something to discover, someone to meet. I love Tokyo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Shinjuku-by-night.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Shinjuku-by-night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; Shinjuku by night! I've never gone out in Shinjuku. But many japanese advised me this place much better than Shibuya which is for younger people.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/highway-Toyko-bay.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/highway-Toyko-bay.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; On the way to Odaiba... I really like this picture.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/109.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/109.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; The 109 in Shibuya.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Passage-pi??ton-Shibuya.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Passage-pi%3F%3Fton-Shibuya.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; Waiting for the concert to start? No, just crossing the road (Shibuya Station).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Cables-Harajuku.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Cables-Harajuku.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; Near Harajuku. It's surprising to see in country like Japan these hundred cables running in every single street.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/distributeurs.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/distributeurs.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; Everywhere! They are everywhere (except in Ginza which is too posh and smart) Thirsty? Hot? Cold? for every taste! It remind me a bad situation... (it was during my third trip, so I knew a bit of Tokyo). It was 3 a.m., I was in Harajuku and I had to go back to my home in Naka-Meguro. No money, no map just my instinct. I came across in front of this kind of distributor and manage to find 200 yen in my pocket!! Dr. Pepper please! (I don't really like this kind of weird japanese sodas...). Then I started to walk. I asked a taxi-driver for my direction (when he understood that I didn't want his taxi, he stopped talking to me), ask policeman as well... finally I found the railway and followed it until Naka-Meguro station. I really enjoyed walking 2 hours in Tokyo by night!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/bouffe-en-cire.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/bouffe-en-cire.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; It's amazing how this fake food made of wax looks real!! Many restaurant propose this kind of menu, much more easy to understand!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Starck.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Starck.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; I don't excatly remember what this building is. Design by Philip Starck it really look like a big shit of gold, hum...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Tokyo-dome-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Tokyo-dome-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt; Tokyo Dome. What a f**king hot day this day!!! Nothing special to do there except if you like attraction! I remember a base-ball store as well but I don't really mind about base-ball.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/trottoir-non-fumeur.jpg"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/trottoir-non-fumeur.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;color:#cc9933;"&gt; In some places in Tokyo, you are not allowed to smoke outside! As this pavement remind it. Anyway it's not really advise to smoke in the street. First your cigarette will put out because of the humidity then you will spit black at the end of the day... &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113710937431418807?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113710937431418807/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113710937431418807&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113710937431418807'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113710937431418807'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/japan-summer-2003-part-1.html' title='Japan, summer 2003 (part 1)'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113706598401448782</id><published>2006-01-12T11:21:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-12T11:52:04.796Z</updated><title type='text'>More pictures from Brighton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Here, there are some new pictures took by Roger who has a very efficient tackle...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/eurocentre-FC.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/eurocentre-FC.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Eurocentre FC. Football every Wednesday afternoon Preston Park. I really enjoyed those moments.&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/class-room.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/class-room.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; My classmates with Bernard our teacher (I'm sorry for the Albion...)&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/walkabout.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/walkabout.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Hyun-Jae, Roger and Hide in Walkabout. We had some parties there!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/standart.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/standart.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Andrea, me, Roger and Masumi in Standart... had good parties there as well!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/ki-night.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/ki-night.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Ki! That's the game! In Hyun-Jae Flat. I'll explain the rules of this game later... but all you have to know is "throw'n'drink!"&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/hyun-flat-ki.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/hyun-flat-ki.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Some people a bit drunk after a "Ki"...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113706598401448782?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113706598401448782/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113706598401448782&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113706598401448782'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113706598401448782'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/more-pictures-from-brighton.html' title='More pictures from Brighton'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-20818346.post-113702723193415183</id><published>2006-01-12T00:40:00.000Z</published><updated>2006-01-14T13:44:16.673Z</updated><title type='text'>Back from Brighton</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;To start my blog, I wanted to put some pictures from Brighton where I've stayed 3 months (from October to December 05). I keep great memories from this trip. I also met some special people (special dedication to Thomas, Roger, Sylvain, Lorenzo, Hyun-Jae, Yong, Chang, Choi, Oktay, Yuka, Juliano, Andrea, Erkan, Hoe-Jae, Ik Seong, Jang, Jun, Satoshi, Yosuke, Hiro, Tetsuma, Hide and at least but not last Masumi). Probably more text and picture will come.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Console-accro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Console-accro.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Playing pro evolution soccer... Completely absorbed by the game. I love this picture, fun. It remind that I got pretty good results (remember Chang?)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/hoe-jae-knq.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/hoe-jae-knq.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Let me introduce you the best student in the world... mister Hoe Jae! Hope you're still enjoying football!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/hoe-jae-knq.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/seven-sis-03.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/seven-sis-03.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; Seven Sisters. A gorgeous place near Brighton. It was the first time that I got up so early on a Sunday morning since many years (about 9 o'clock, yes 9, this is early for me!). &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/seven-sis-02.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/seven-sis-02.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Lots of cows are eating grass on the top of the cliffs because the this grass is salted then the meat is good!&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;By the way, cows have seven stomacs.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/seven-sis-01.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/seven-sis-01.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;But what a good idea to go there, simply one of my best memory, and the weather was... you can see it!&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/hoe-jae.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/hoe-jae.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Can you recognise him (with the cap)? the best student in the world! In the back, Ik Seong, who introduce me to a beautiful girl... Hey! I hope you've done something with her!! and THE North Korean girl.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/west-pier.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/west-pier.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Simply beautiful. I wish I took this photo. It was take by Sylvain my house-mate (are you okay with Nathalie!?). The West Pier which burnt few years ago. I was told that the bird's shits (you can't imagine how many birds live there!) help to propagate the fire very quickly because its was very flammable...&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/See-front.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/See-front.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;During our first days, walking down the see front with Thomas and Lorenzo (guys on the right with me)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/roger-knq.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/roger-knq.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Roger, the guy who loves moles..! At the King and Queen a huge pub in Brighton. How many pool games, Premiership matches watched, Jack D and coke drunk? I can't count... One of my favourite place there!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/Old-Trafford.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/Old-Trafford.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Old Trafford, "The Theatre of Dreams". This evening was rather the theatre of boredom than dream. Anyway what a great moment and feeling to have been there. Manchester United - Lille 0 - 0. United I love u!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/1600/lounge.jpg"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/1331/2097/400/lounge.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="color:#cc9933;"&gt;&lt;em&gt; &lt;span style="font-family:Arial;font-size:85%;"&gt;Our lounge. A place where I ate a lot of pizza, played chess and ,of course, met many people.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/20818346-113702723193415183?l=ajc2006.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/feeds/113702723193415183/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=20818346&amp;postID=113702723193415183&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113702723193415183'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/20818346/posts/default/113702723193415183'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://ajc2006.blogspot.com/2006/01/back-from-brighton.html' title='Back from Brighton'/><author><name>AJC</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/06898662297704195294</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='32' src='http://farm1.static.flickr.com/3/buddyicons/29357561@N00.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
