I left New Zealand mid-2003, bound for Istanbul and a new lif. After two years, a Belgian guy lured me into his world, deep in the heart of Europe. For a long time I was an in-process immigrant. One day we married. These days it's about photography, a little red wine and wandering ... and so the journey goes.
Looking through the photographs taken in France now.
I loved Monet's garden. I could work there in that space he created. The colours in his house, the outlook over the peaceful gardens ... it was lovely.
Best you know about these things. We had the Americans warned us not to call our school erasers 'rubbers' if we ever went to the States.
It's a wee trap for foreigners clearly.
Lordy, I'm glad I've given you hours of English usage fun - I can't even imagine that conversation ... I'm a NZer.
NZisms are quite disturbing sometimes, things I heard growing up and took forgranted, sometimes sound terribly rude out here in the world. I often have Gert in falling over with laughter...
You Frenchie! :P
ReplyDeleteUmmm in New Zealand speak, a frenchie is a condom ...
ReplyDeleteWow, I did not know that. It's damned funny though. I can't seem to stop laughing. :D
ReplyDeleteI wonder how you use that in a highly passionated conversation. Doesn't seem quite right to me.
Oh, Di, you should really do a post on Kiwi speech. With all those fun little things like this one. I betcha V would be rolling over her empty floor.
Best you know about these things. We had the Americans warned us not to call our school erasers 'rubbers' if we ever went to the States.
ReplyDeleteIt's a wee trap for foreigners clearly.
Lordy, I'm glad I've given you hours of English usage fun - I can't even imagine that conversation ... I'm a NZer.
NZisms are quite disturbing sometimes, things I heard growing up and took forgranted, sometimes sound terribly rude out here in the world. I often have Gert in falling over with laughter...
You know Di, I actually missed Monet's house and superb garden in Giverny last August...
ReplyDeleteGreat shot, wish I could have been there.
Upon returning from the D-Day landing site with members of my previous diving club, I virtually passed through Haute-Normandie.
Unfortunately I was not driving, and as no one showed the slightest interest in Monet or his house, I was forced to see it pass by on the car GPS...
As soon as I have a roadworthy car again nothing is going to stop me ;-)
I'm looking forward to seeing which road-worthy car you select, Peter and then reading of your travels in 2008 :)
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