Wednesday, December 9, 2009


On our Bajaj :))

Bye for now & love to all!

Indian guy philosophizing about The Difficulty of Being Good on the Kingfisher Airlines flight to Bangkok

Stressée.........

Good-bye rickshaws...


For anyone who's ready (or who wants to re-live it) we strongly recommend it

Druk Air... Sigh... Bhutan was not for this journey... *sniff!*

Horn please

About 250 people die in road accidents in India everyday, which is equivalent to a plane crash having no survivors. (Source: http://www.easydriveforum.com/showthread.php?p=7224)

Noam went fishing with a French couple and caught a real barracuda!

Morning shower

Som jeg sa: verdens vaerste jeans... ;-D

Last Calcutta chai

Last Calcutta taxi ride

The typical machines for making sugar cane juice

Last pics from India. The traffic police are in white and always carry a cane

Tuesday, December 8, 2009



We are not sure where we're going from here - normally we were going to Laos, but then we heard there had been a malaria alert there... So we have been hesitating, maybe going to Burma - but then it seems complicated in terms of visas (in addition to the political situation). We'll see: staying here in Bangkok a few more days, today we take the kids to a big pool with water slides and tomorrow it's Manu's birthday. Then we will take it from there. Hugs to all!

Fishing by the jetty

Let's construct a kitchen table!

Getting help with school work



Merci merci Mamie pour les cahiers et toutes les autres choses que tu as envoyé avec Manu! C'était INCROYABLE de manger du vrai parmesan de nouveau... Tara se gave de J'aime Lire et avec les moustiques de Bangkok du vrai Antibrum passe trop bien... T'es un amour! Gros becs

Sharing pictures

Low tide


So many crabs and shells to be found


The old Bajaj vespa-imitation we rented - Raphael had to tip it each time before getting it started. But miraculously it still worked!

This dog had babies in front of our neighbor's hut. Stray dogs are a very serious problem in India...

Noam eating Thali with perfect Indian style: he was a natural :)

Didi baby



This girl was quite something: a stronger character than I've ever seen in such a small kid (a total sweetheart but when she had an outburst of rage even Noam feared her ;-D)

Hugs to all from Bangkok!



We're enjoying it a lot here, so we'll be hanging around another few days. So many subtleties we didn't have time to notice the first time, the small roads between houses by the river, the markets - and the finesse of a culture we know so little about (it really humbles me). Also, Manu is here now so we're enjoying time with him before we all move on.

Looking for the Nikon cable in order to upload the last pics but here are some more from the last weeks in India.

Rickshaw meter (that they never use :) always negotiate the price ahead of time! Noam enjoyed sitting in front with the driver.

Thierry: voilà (merci pour le commentaire!)

Saturday, December 5, 2009



Hand stand on beach no. 7

I caught another fish!


I've never seen shells like these: this one was 15 cm in diameter

Sun screen: I think we could been more disciplined... But none of us has yet been severely burned :)

The softest sand any of us had ever touched

Andaman colors

Petite sieste


This fisherman gave Noam his firsts lessons in fishing with a net

These trees' roots are exposed during low tide

Roei and Amper

Sandra, Erik, Maya, and Erika: Swedes of the best vintage

The goodness of two chapatis



How to sell more Kellogg's cornflakes in India? Well one could for example start by comparing it to chapatis....

Noam learned to fish with his bare hands, the low tide was a great way to start getting the technique

When parties are in nature and with nature you use what you find to make the deco!

Tree

More pictures from the last phase of the trip


There were no other kids in Andaman, but a lot of grown-ups that love kids. For example the Fantastic Roei, with whom both Tara and (especially) Noam connected closely with

Thursday, December 3, 2009

Was hard not to cry while leaving Andaman

Elves exist


Oh how I love getting close to people, living community style - why is it so wonderful to share silly games such as this one (the "fear of falling" illusion), down time and morning coffee conversation and bathrooms and hang-ups and meals and tears and fears and waking-up moments and laughs and stupid jokes and silence and cooking and music and criticism and analysis of criticism and lightness and heaviness and closeness and fear and retreat and anger and dreams and disillusion and pain and so so so much happiness with other people? I don't know... All I know at this point is that it seems that we Nordics tend to maintain a confusion of "independence" and "loneliness"

Nizan party organizer

PTG

Getting ready for the party