tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-9447710984129290572012-02-17T02:32:48.281+02:00The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.comBlogger121100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-12685132642426666302008-10-18T23:21:00.010+03:002008-10-18T23:41:24.677+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGTioL_JI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GZLlrvV_cKU/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE8852+-+6910x1974+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGTioL_JI/AAAAAAAAAQs/GZLlrvV_cKU/s400/Pano+-+_GRE8852+-+6910x1974+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592816435297426" /></a><br />Constructions à Santorin.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGUNMLTcI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/G7mro-SYU04/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE9313+-+7552x2669+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGUNMLTcI/AAAAAAAAAQ0/G7mro-SYU04/s400/Pano+-+_GRE9313+-+7552x2669+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592827860536770" /></a><br />On the Karpathos road.<br /> <br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGUMScsUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/i7uCSb43kdM/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE9737+-+7965x3091+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGUMScsUI/AAAAAAAAAQ8/i7uCSb43kdM/s400/Pano+-+_GRE9737+-+7965x3091+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592827618406722" /></a><br />La forteresse de Rhodes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGUvrQshI/AAAAAAAAARE/oq45qJLfhik/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE9946+-+5720x3125+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGUvrQshI/AAAAAAAAARE/oq45qJLfhik/s400/Pano+-+_GRE9946+-+5720x3125+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592837117719058" /></a><br />Crique perdue à Patmos.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGD6R9A5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/1_sqO45rsrs/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE8752+-+5726x3026+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpGD6R9A5I/AAAAAAAAAQM/1_sqO45rsrs/s400/Pano+-+_GRE8752+-+5726x3026+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592547906585490" /></a><br />Le bout de Santorin.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFzujPJhI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YiI2H3EE6xY/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE8432+-+5026x2038+-+CCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFzujPJhI/AAAAAAAAAPc/YiI2H3EE6xY/s400/Pano+-+_GRE8432+-+5026x2038+-+CCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592269879944722" /></a><br />La caldeira de Santorin.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpF0ehaZoI/AAAAAAAAAPs/y3fEpls00_0/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE8632+-+5482x1321+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpF0ehaZoI/AAAAAAAAAPs/y3fEpls00_0/s400/Pano+-+_GRE8632+-+5482x1321+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592282757195394" /></a><br />Chios (Santorin).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpF0s-I1zI/AAAAAAAAAP0/i3_sotO3t3M/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE8735+-+5996x2445+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpF0s-I1zI/AAAAAAAAAP0/i3_sotO3t3M/s400/Pano+-+_GRE8735+-+5996x2445+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592286635775794" /></a><br />Baignade dans la caldeira.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpF05GsYHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DnbEmguIMxM/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE8799+-+6501x2276+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpF05GsYHI/AAAAAAAAAP8/DnbEmguIMxM/s400/Pano+-+_GRE8799+-+6501x2276+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592289892884594" /></a><br />Architect' blues...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFj1EszyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vO2c0A6pYjg/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE0075+-+7092x2682+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFj1EszyI/AAAAAAAAAO0/vO2c0A6pYjg/s400/Pano+-+_GRE0075+-+7092x2682+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258591996753006370" /></a><br />Baignade de début de soirée.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFj8mNZ9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/dvF9IdWksGw/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE0390+-+6502x1647+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFj8mNZ9I/AAAAAAAAAO8/dvF9IdWksGw/s400/Pano+-+_GRE0390+-+6502x1647+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258591998772602834" /></a><br />Patmos, côte nord.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFkCrko8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/tJLoaeBX6Dw/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE0459+-+5135x2136+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFkCrko8I/AAAAAAAAAPE/tJLoaeBX6Dw/s400/Pano+-+_GRE0459+-+5135x2136+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592000405709762" /></a><br />Une des milliers d'îlots grecs.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFkLAGCWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_IEh9guo_JE/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE0641+-+5196x3450+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFkLAGCWI/AAAAAAAAAPM/_IEh9guo_JE/s400/Pano+-+_GRE0641+-+5196x3450+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592002639268194" /></a><br />Ruines grecques, Ephese, en Turquie.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFkgaCITI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VEigeGfXz3k/s1600-h/Pano+-+_GRE1128+-+6097x2170+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpFkgaCITI/AAAAAAAAAPU/VEigeGfXz3k/s400/Pano+-+_GRE1128+-+6097x2170+-+SCUN+-+Groupe+d%27image.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258592008385208626" /></a><br />Mosquée bleue.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-1268513264242666630?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-39909499232695723692008-10-18T22:44:00.004+03:002008-10-18T23:00:01.527+03:00Fabrique de cymbales traditionnelles turques (Istanbul) entièrement faites à la main, et probablement les meilleures cymbales de jazz actuelles.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo9NJQ2PBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3DlIwPn_GVA/s1600-h/_GRE1603.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo9NJQ2PBI/AAAAAAAAAOc/3DlIwPn_GVA/s400/_GRE1603.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258582810942651410" /></a><br />Mise en place des métaux à fondre (80% de cuivre, 20% d'étain, traces de magie).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo9MwrMUCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/gIR_ueQf9q8/s1600-h/_GRE1452.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo9MwrMUCI/AAAAAAAAAOU/gIR_ueQf9q8/s400/_GRE1452.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258582804342263842" /></a><br />Coulage des galettes, après trois heures de chauffe.<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo9Mxeen6I/AAAAAAAAAOM/jMIoDXyEt3w/s1600-h/_GRE1617.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo9Mxeen6I/AAAAAAAAAOM/jMIoDXyEt3w/s400/_GRE1617.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258582804557373346" /></a><br />Après 25 à 40 passages à la presse des galettes et découpe, la proto-cymbale.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo9Ml-1c7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/XMejkobHBMo/s1600-h/_GRE1641.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo9Ml-1c7I/AAAAAAAAAOE/XMejkobHBMo/s400/_GRE1641.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258582801471861682" /></a><br />Après martelage, le tournage de la cymbale...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-3990949923269572369?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-35782222236391453792008-10-18T22:04:00.008+03:002008-10-18T22:44:07.825+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo4DvxhiRI/AAAAAAAAANs/X7XPylnlFiw/s1600-h/_GRE2395.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo4DvxhiRI/AAAAAAAAANs/X7XPylnlFiw/s400/_GRE2395.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258577151923423506" /></a><br />Percussioniste fou dans un cabaret traditionnel.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo4Ece77EI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oefz1WmOmxU/s1600-h/_GRE2430.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo4Ece77EI/AAAAAAAAAN8/oefz1WmOmxU/s400/_GRE2430.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258577163925056578" /></a><br />Chanteur à la mode il y a 30 ans.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo4D8BM1eI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Io-Pb-nVxNE/s1600-h/_GRE2416.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo4D8BM1eI/AAAAAAAAAN0/Io-Pb-nVxNE/s400/_GRE2416.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258577155210401250" /></a><br />Un ami, fils d'écrivain, brocanteur.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo3FfCmHkI/AAAAAAAAANM/qAmEEynHLwM/s1600-h/_GRE2242.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo3FfCmHkI/AAAAAAAAANM/qAmEEynHLwM/s400/_GRE2242.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258576082279734850" /></a><br />Mehmet, vieux philosophe sympathique, marié à une femme acariâtre, selon ses amis...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo3FT81y4I/AAAAAAAAANU/9f8mVj7v98w/s1600-h/_GRE2257.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo3FT81y4I/AAAAAAAAANU/9f8mVj7v98w/s400/_GRE2257.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258576079302806402" /></a><br />Un autre copain, marchand d'antiquités.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo3FjutjaI/AAAAAAAAANk/yR81Kfv2zeA/s1600-h/_GRE2273.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo3FjutjaI/AAAAAAAAANk/yR81Kfv2zeA/s400/_GRE2273.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258576083538513314" /></a><br />Dernier pote de la bande, notre interprète...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo2qfVbpVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/hRsLspL77S8/s1600-h/_GRE1723.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo2qfVbpVI/AAAAAAAAAMc/hRsLspL77S8/s400/_GRE1723.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258575618502272338" /></a><br />Jeunes branleurs prépubères modernes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo2qm13scI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KK3VG8aeUio/s1600-h/_GRE1932.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo2qm13scI/AAAAAAAAAMk/KK3VG8aeUio/s400/_GRE1932.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258575620517376450" /></a><br />Ancienne Gloire.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo2q2JIpAI/AAAAAAAAAMs/STZT7w-uW9U/s1600-h/_GRE2000.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo2q2JIpAI/AAAAAAAAAMs/STZT7w-uW9U/s400/_GRE2000.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258575624624710658" /></a><br />Petit père Noël.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo2qykC4gI/AAAAAAAAAM0/UeGd9YdDI_U/s1600-h/_GRE2154.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo2qykC4gI/AAAAAAAAAM0/UeGd9YdDI_U/s400/_GRE2154.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258575623663837698" /></a><br />Serveurs au chômage.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1s9CryVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/66FA0oGH1fg/s1600-h/_GRE1829.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1s9CryVI/AAAAAAAAAL8/66FA0oGH1fg/s400/_GRE1829.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574561324812626" /></a><br />Alienesse voilée.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1tNB2PNI/AAAAAAAAAME/81hyDcxXqI0/s1600-h/_GRE1749.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1tNB2PNI/AAAAAAAAAME/81hyDcxXqI0/s400/_GRE1749.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574565616270546" /></a><br />Paysanne à la ville ?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1te0V9WI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OGPf7W7exXY/s1600-h/_GRE1850.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1te0V9WI/AAAAAAAAAMM/OGPf7W7exXY/s400/_GRE1850.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574570391467362" /></a><br />La névrose n'a pas de frontière.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1toNww9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/GGprieZ4bzc/s1600-h/_GRE1863.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1toNww9I/AAAAAAAAAMU/GGprieZ4bzc/s400/_GRE1863.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574572914000850" /></a><br />La fatigue non plus.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1UaC62eI/AAAAAAAAALM/MKGeFfPKCCg/s1600-h/_GRE1246.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1UaC62eI/AAAAAAAAALM/MKGeFfPKCCg/s400/_GRE1246.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574139613698530" /></a><br />jeune garçon construisant sa libido.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1UvYB_XI/AAAAAAAAALU/zJeT8vM9X0U/s1600-h/_GRE1333.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1UvYB_XI/AAAAAAAAALU/zJeT8vM9X0U/s400/_GRE1333.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574145339391346" /></a><br />Ultra-modern' intégrisme.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1U-_m1XI/AAAAAAAAALc/zhxIW0HBCWs/s1600-h/_GRE1527.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPo1U-_m1XI/AAAAAAAAALc/zhxIW0HBCWs/s400/_GRE1527.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258574149531915634" /></a><br />Ouvrier chez Bosphorus.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-3578222223639145379?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-9834354923082045242008-10-18T21:15:00.011+03:002008-10-18T23:21:31.554+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooUHoPzFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LqfHuqSKvtU/s1600-h/_GRE0760.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooUHoPzFI/AAAAAAAAAJY/LqfHuqSKvtU/s400/_GRE0760.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258559841018825810" /></a><br />Ferry au point du jour, arrivée sur le Bosphore.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooUQwXmJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/snb8liaKiMk/s1600-h/_GRE0796.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooUQwXmJI/AAAAAAAAAJg/snb8liaKiMk/s400/_GRE0796.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258559843468810386" /></a><br />Introspection enfantine.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooUjnxRmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/FvGavo-PhKk/s1600-h/_GRE0882.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooUjnxRmI/AAAAAAAAAJo/FvGavo-PhKk/s400/_GRE0882.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258559848533018210" /></a><br />Grand bazar (istanbul).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopFUdHMTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UrW84hn2cK8/s1600-h/_GRE0885.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopFUdHMTI/AAAAAAAAAJw/UrW84hn2cK8/s400/_GRE0885.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258560686275375410" /></a><br />Shilum bordelissimo.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopF0rjhEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/I4OSYegz4PE/s1600-h/_GRE0892.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopF0rjhEI/AAAAAAAAAJ4/I4OSYegz4PE/s400/_GRE0892.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258560694925886530" /></a><br />Labyrinthe métallique.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooTf5ui6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/2p0tSsBKk60/s1600-h/_GRE0740.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooTf5ui6I/AAAAAAAAAJI/2p0tSsBKk60/s400/_GRE0740.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258559830354725794" /></a><br />Cochons Turques en vitrine.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooTpu-GbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/6dDgGib9LNk/s1600-h/_GRE0746.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPooTpu-GbI/AAAAAAAAAJQ/6dDgGib9LNk/s400/_GRE0746.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258559832993962418" /></a><br />Ata-Türk, l'homme qui permit, précisément aux turcs de manger du cochon.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPoymbAHP-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Rb4gdFXiv1M/s1600-h/_GRE1241.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPoymbAHP-I/AAAAAAAAAK0/Rb4gdFXiv1M/s400/_GRE1241.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258571150573125602" /></a><br />Ancienne maison (Istambul)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopGrlIA2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/r040UO_XKJk/s1600-h/_GRE1209.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopGrlIA2I/AAAAAAAAAKI/r040UO_XKJk/s400/_GRE1209.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258560709662868322" /></a><br />Une façade fermée et bientôt détruite.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopGGYyToI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WOfKdIyUztg/s1600-h/_GRE1197.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopGGYyToI/AAAAAAAAAKA/WOfKdIyUztg/s400/_GRE1197.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258560699679002242" /></a><br />La medusa (déesse grecque pétrifiant les humains de son regard), représentée sous la forme d'une statue inversée, tenant l'un des 300 piliers du réservoir antique d'Istambul.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopH0hKj8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EEY8Rt1AiVg/s1600-h/_GRE1219.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPopH0hKj8I/AAAAAAAAAKQ/EEY8Rt1AiVg/s400/_GRE1219.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258560729242046402" /></a><br />Sphinx Stambouliote.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpElx9rF9I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vllK7o7EcQk/s1600-h/_GRE2583.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpElx9rF9I/AAAAAAAAAOk/vllK7o7EcQk/s400/_GRE2583.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258590930766338002" /></a><br />Mosquée Sainte-Sophie.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpEmK211BI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6aLQp3W6dBc/s1600-h/_GRE2650.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPpEmK211BI/AAAAAAAAAOs/6aLQp3W6dBc/s400/_GRE2650.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258590937448567826" /></a><br />Mille cinq cents ans de pas sur le marbre de Sainte-Sophie.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-983435492308204524?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-34831300254620414782008-10-18T19:52:00.003+03:002008-10-18T21:54:58.468+03:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomsATRvrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BValKh0xfUY/s1600-h/_GRE0025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px;<br />text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomsATRvrI/AAAAAAAAAIY/BValKh0xfUY/s400/_GRE0025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258558052345429682" /></a><br />Le 1% photo facile.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomsWpF3tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rgwpMZ9c-2Y/s1600-h/_GRE0035.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomsWpF3tI/AAAAAAAAAIg/rgwpMZ9c-2Y/s400/_GRE0035.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258558058342506194" /></a><br />Le 2% photo facile...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomsz18PKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4LD9YtRhaTk/s1600-h/_GRE0180.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomsz18PKI/AAAAAAAAAIo/4LD9YtRhaTk/s400/_GRE0180.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258558066181029026" /></a><br />Monastère de l'Apocalypse.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomswoSNMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rDomBv0QgPY/s1600-h/_GRE0232.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomswoSNMI/AAAAAAAAAIw/rDomBv0QgPY/s400/_GRE0232.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258558065318442178" /></a><br />Un pieu de rêve.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPonQPmucCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nJJeml2ITA4/s1600-h/_GRE0450.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPonQPmucCI/AAAAAAAAAJA/nJJeml2ITA4/s400/_GRE0450.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258558674928824354" /></a><br />Addition grecque.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomtbmxEpI/AAAAAAAAAI4/aAkovbBsWn0/s1600-h/_GRE0436.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SPomtbmxEpI/AAAAAAAAAI4/aAkovbBsWn0/s400/_GRE0436.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5258558076854801042" /></a><br />Tarot orthodoxe basé sur l'ancien testament.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-3483130025462041478?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-85699744108483808712008-08-03T21:39:00.001+03:002008-12-09T00:50:12.834+02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX778tvQ6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/_FQyCa5RjTc/s1600-h/_GRE9163.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX778tvQ6I/AAAAAAAAAHg/_FQyCa5RjTc/s400/_GRE9163.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230363549589521314" /></a><br />Arrivee sur Karpathos, l'ile des vampires grecs. L'evangelisation des populations locales ne sera pas de la plus grande facilite. Plus de douze cent vingtet un pretres y ont laisse leur ame depuis JC, mais nous, on a carrement la patate, deux pater et trois ave maria et on va te remettre tout ca dans le droit chemin.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX8KE_bA2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/o4ycHAP4ND0/s1600-h/_GRE9230.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX8KE_bA2I/AAAAAAAAAIQ/o4ycHAP4ND0/s400/_GRE9230.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230363792329343842" /></a><br />Moyen de transport fragile, poluant mais neanmoins fort agreable, le scooter permet de visiter les populations locales et de leur apporter connaissance, aide spirituelle, et de troquer leurs sublimes tresors antiques contre quelques Xbox contrefaites a Taiwan. Trop cool.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX78FNq0-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/pamXwFoPP6o/s1600-h/_GRE9177.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX78FNq0-I/AAAAAAAAAHw/pamXwFoPP6o/s400/_GRE9177.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230363551870931938" /></a><br />Apres quelques kilometres, nous decouvrons avec horreur l epave de l expedition du 20 juin 1417, ou 87 eveques perirent avant meme d'akarpathir sous les attaques de milliers de pirogues vampires. Minute de silence (dans le vent a 120 km/h).<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX78ELxuWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/v04H7XM68ms/s1600-h/_GRE9191.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX78ELxuWI/AAAAAAAAAH4/v04H7XM68ms/s400/_GRE9191.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230363551594559842" /></a><br />Ile desertique au sud, montagneuse au nord, Karpathos abrite deux populations, en realit, qui ne communiquerent pas pendant plusieurs siecles et dont les origines ethniques sont distinctes. Si ceux du sud viennent droit de l Islande, ceux du nord derivent, pense t on de Papoouasie. Ici, un cliche d une tribu de vampires du sud deguises en arbres. Dingue. Nous decanillons aussi sec a la recherche de Veronikalis, la soeur de Martinkapoulos, kidnapee en 1746, et dont nous esperons qu elle est encore vivante. Dieu soit avec nous.<br /> <br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX78ae0AYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1EkDHf4edGs/s1600-h/_GRE9196.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX78ae0AYI/AAAAAAAAAIA/1EkDHf4edGs/s400/_GRE9196.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230363557579981186" /></a><br />Suivant un sentier etonnement lisse, nous arrivons au village principal, muni de nos offrandes en plastique. La nego peut commencer. Saint Balkany, puisses-tu etre avec nous !<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX78HXBhDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/30wuKrumSRA/s1600-h/_GRE9169.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX78HXBhDI/AAAAAAAAAHo/30wuKrumSRA/s400/_GRE9169.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230363552447038514" /></a><br />Victoire, les suceurs de carotides ont finalement lache la proie. Normal, j ai lache au dernier moment une caisse... de brosses a dents avec le mode d emploi. Les mecs ont trouve l idee d avoir enfin bonne haleine super sympa. Du coup, retrouvailles emouvantes !!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-8569974410848380871?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-15464771193825158252008-08-03T21:31:00.000+03:002008-12-09T00:50:14.608+02:00Reportage en direct sur le ferry Santorin-Karpathos<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6gLTqK8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/UQ0jkH9j9w8/s1600-h/_GRE8994.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6gLTqK8I/AAAAAAAAAGI/UQ0jkH9j9w8/s400/_GRE8994.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230361972958702530" /></a><br />Bon, juste deux mots sur la qualite des BN grecs... ben c est pas de l iso 9001... Angle de 21 degres entre les deux biscuits... sabotage....<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6geaKgwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-khaN7-MRlI/s1600-h/_GRE8995.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6geaKgwI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/-khaN7-MRlI/s400/_GRE8995.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230361978086261506" /></a><br />Garniture inconsequente... bref, on a ici un siecle de retard sur ce qui fait l essentiel de la vie moderne de luxe. <br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7J9HpUVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YNErHWw_7RA/s1600-h/_GRE9063.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7J9HpUVI/AAAAAAAAAG4/YNErHWw_7RA/s400/_GRE9063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230362690704724306" /></a><br />Public attentif au debarquement a la poupe du ferry, lors de l escale de Kassos. Tres ininteressant.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7KBlFDII/AAAAAAAAAHA/YGHnyTs38PI/s1600-h/_GRE9103.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7KBlFDII/AAAAAAAAAHA/YGHnyTs38PI/s400/_GRE9103.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230362691901918338" /></a><br />Gros plan sur des mains, j avais vraiment rien a foutre. Desole.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7Kua4AqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HCFxEFbpkbw/s1600-h/_GRE9112.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7Kua4AqI/AAAAAAAAAHI/HCFxEFbpkbw/s400/_GRE9112.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230362703938716322" /></a><br />Aaaaaaaaaaaah par contre, tres beau couple d intellectuels italiens travaillant leur grec moderne. Que cela doit etre bon, d avoir l air aussi profond, concentre, intelligent...<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7KxC-5-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vFy5vIJTNhM/s1600-h/_GRE9144.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7KxC-5-I/AAAAAAAAAHQ/vFy5vIJTNhM/s400/_GRE9144.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230362704643811298" /></a><br />Pertire percee dans l esthetique de la nuque. Toujours chouette.<br /> <br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6gbEtzyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/13uDymT0VGk/s1600-h/_GRE9012.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6gbEtzyI/AAAAAAAAAGY/13uDymT0VGk/s400/_GRE9012.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230361977190993698" /></a><br />Petite geometrie navale (I).<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6gtQBKaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3y81PI-UrnQ/s1600-h/_GRE9026.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6gtQBKaI/AAAAAAAAAGg/3y81PI-UrnQ/s400/_GRE9026.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230361982070237602" /></a><br />Petite geometrie navale (II).<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6gsA9SrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lJb42Nsl55w/s1600-h/_GRE9040.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX6gsA9SrI/AAAAAAAAAGo/lJb42Nsl55w/s400/_GRE9040.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230361981738633906" /></a><br />Petite geometrie navale (III).<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7Jgp-b6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/lc7gGYxB_C0/s1600-h/_GRE9048.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7Jgp-b6I/AAAAAAAAAGw/lc7gGYxB_C0/s400/_GRE9048.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230362683064086434" /></a><br />Petite geometrie navale (IV).<br /><br /><br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7Wn-6wgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6aNEs8r8PIw/s1600-h/_GRE9151.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX7Wn-6wgI/AAAAAAAAAHY/6aNEs8r8PIw/s400/_GRE9151.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230362908369273346" /></a><br />Grosse geometrie de narval (0).<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-1546477119382515825?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-84997657371572924632008-08-03T21:22:00.000+03:002008-12-09T00:50:16.534+02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4h0YyuEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HsI5Apgg-vM/s1600-h/_GRE8425.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4h0YyuEI/AAAAAAAAAF4/HsI5Apgg-vM/s400/_GRE8425.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359802142701634" /></a><br />Bon, d'abord une petite vue de la caldeira, c est a dire cette zone de 83km2 qui a vole en fumee lors de l explosion volcanique la plus importante de l histoire ecrite: projection de lave jusqu en asie mineure, tsunami jusqu en israel, la civilisation Minoenne s effondre. Bref, de l action de l action de l action. Aujourdhui il y a juste la mer a la place et en face deux trois rochers qui sont restes... la photo est prise du cote de l ile qui n a pas ete pulverise, en haut de la falaise.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4h0ne2ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X73t8NMTYRE/s1600-h/_GRE8989.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4h0ne2ZI/AAAAAAAAAGA/X73t8NMTYRE/s400/_GRE8989.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359802204314002" /></a><br />Alors la, c est Fira, la capitale de Santorin, accrochee a la falaise, de nuit. C est beau comme Las Vegas, mais sans casinos. Enfin, en gros.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4RHqGr5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-OkpEq4hWYI/s1600-h/_GRE8778.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4RHqGr5I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/-OkpEq4hWYI/s400/_GRE8778.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359515257810834" /></a><br />Alors, ca, c'est un des miliers de specimens de chapelles privees, qui constellent litteralement le paysage. Pour les fous de Dieu, ici, c est un peu lunapark... Pour les autres, l occasion de trouver un peu d ombre, les arbres se battant en duel sur cette terre volcanique. <br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4RrcY-YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QdwMFlsoZtI/s1600-h/_GRE8828.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4RrcY-YI/AAAAAAAAAFg/QdwMFlsoZtI/s400/_GRE8828.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359524863965570" /></a><br />Tomates de Santorin sechant au soleil de Santorin... c est beau et ca mange pas de pain...<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4RsDnCJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/X5cQLy_EqHU/s1600-h/_GRE8842.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4RsDnCJI/AAAAAAAAAFo/X5cQLy_EqHU/s400/_GRE8842.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359525028464786" /></a><br />Autre cas-type de construction sur les iles grecques, la construction en construction... parfois, le beton est ronge depuis dix, vingt ans... des comme ca il y en a partout, absolument partout. Ca doit etre une sorte de business type arnaque a l assurance avec depot de bilan juteux a la clef... sais pas moi... <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4R4iS-4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/PRoXv5hDb9o/s1600-h/_GRE8972.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX4R4iS-4I/AAAAAAAAAFw/PRoXv5hDb9o/s400/_GRE8972.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359528378399618" /></a><br />Enseigne abandonnee d un resto mexicain (!) a Santorin... bon bon bon...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX32mKRx-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Ubxxut6Oh1U/s1600-h/_GRE8387.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX32mKRx-I/AAAAAAAAAEo/Ubxxut6Oh1U/s400/_GRE8387.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359059589351394" /></a><br />Paysage justement assez mexicain, de l autre cote de l ile: une petite chapelle fait le contrepoint des grillages de l aeroport international...<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX328N9fiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kuJPThrTqXs/s1600-h/_GRE8628.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX328N9fiI/AAAAAAAAAEw/kuJPThrTqXs/s400/_GRE8628.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359065510379042" /></a><br />LE type de cliche visuel de l ile... ville traditionnelle accrochee a la falaise. Geometrie pregnante, contrastes chromatiques, arrr ca c est de l esthetoc !<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3211HnNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c60moGgaa8k/s1600-h/_GRE8663.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3211HnNI/AAAAAAAAAE4/c60moGgaa8k/s400/_GRE8663.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359063795571922" /></a><br />Bon, ca c est l effet du raki de 15h12... M a decide de se claquer un petit base-jump dans la caldeira (400 m)... bilan, elle a atterri sur la terrasse de l hotel situe juste en dessous, 3 allemands a l hosto.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX33PNzvvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0Qx1S7Qwk5s/s1600-h/_GRE8714.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX33PNzvvI/AAAAAAAAAFA/0Qx1S7Qwk5s/s400/_GRE8714.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359070610013938" /></a><br />Ah ben justement, a propos de saut, voila des petits gars sympas qui faisaient les cons tout en faisant a-tten-tion !!!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX33T41oDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/g2zYh9-Es6s/s1600-h/_GRE8736.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX33T41oDI/AAAAAAAAAFI/g2zYh9-Es6s/s400/_GRE8736.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230359071864234034" /></a><br />Et pour finir, un peu de douceur... premiere baignade dans l une des milles criques subliiimes de cette chere Hellas. Allez, bisouilles, B<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-8499765737157292463?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-21807430070695423222008-08-03T21:12:00.000+03:002008-12-09T00:50:17.859+02:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2s4JdDsI/AAAAAAAAADY/krP8e056T9c/s1600-h/_GRE8084.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2s4JdDsI/AAAAAAAAADY/krP8e056T9c/s400/_GRE8084.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230357793107414722" /></a><br />Depart du Piree de nuit apres 4 jours culturo-amico-gastronomiques... Le spleen et la chiasse, mais heureux.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2tMdrU7I/AAAAAAAAADo/_fOGG-De4C4/s1600-h/_GRE8173.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2tMdrU7I/AAAAAAAAADo/_fOGG-De4C4/s400/_GRE8173.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230357798560945074" /></a><br />Bon, ca c etait notre petit campement sur le pont. On a pense bien dormir, c etait a priori l endroit a la fois le plus calme et le moins eclaire du bateau. Malheureusement, des hordes de jeunes ivres morts ont chante a l arriere du pont jusque vers 4 heures du matin de magnifiques complaintes dont les harmonies dechirantes de purete sprituelle nous tinrent eveilles malgre nous jusqu a cette heure tardive.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2tV79BLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oDO_Rs4NpmM/s1600-h/_GRE8202.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2tV79BLI/AAAAAAAAAD4/oDO_Rs4NpmM/s400/_GRE8202.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230357801103852722" /></a><br />Moins d une heure plus tard, un vent largement superieur a 100km/h se soulevait soudainement. Il etait bien heureux que ce soudain acces de Meteos nous ai reveilles, on a pu eviter par une prompte gymnastique les chaises qui volaient sur le pont. Cool !<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2tGLpH5I/AAAAAAAAADg/lY7_iKnng84/s1600-h/_GRE8093.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2tGLpH5I/AAAAAAAAADg/lY7_iKnng84/s400/_GRE8093.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230357796874690450" /></a><br />L une d entre elles, accrochee, en suspension au dessus de la piscine vide. Beau moment d art contemporain.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3E4GdA5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/aGCh5ln5I3c/s1600-h/_GRE8255.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3E4GdA5I/AAAAAAAAAEA/aGCh5ln5I3c/s400/_GRE8255.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230358205411689362" /></a><br />Martina, dans cette ambiance folle, au reveil, glamour perfezionne.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2tZmXMVI/AAAAAAAAADw/jSiG4wT5q_g/s1600-h/_GRE8198.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX2tZmXMVI/AAAAAAAAADw/jSiG4wT5q_g/s400/_GRE8198.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230357802087035218" /></a><br />Autoportrait a la reflexion: Moi-meme, reflechissant aux probemes du monde avec une certaine vigueur mentale, pris par Moi-meme, photographe de talent, avec une certaine vigueur esthetique. Tres beau moment. Oui, j ai maigri (non, ce n est pas moi sur la photo, vu que je la prenais, faut suivre un peu).<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3FhGNbCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/klW4opsiJDw/s1600-h/_GRE8305.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3FhGNbCI/AAAAAAAAAEY/klW4opsiJDw/s400/_GRE8305.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230358216416521250" /></a><br />Plus tard dans la matinee, nous avons rencontre le groupe de rock Porcupine, tres cool et detendu.<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3FilP2xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kEz6q0ArkWU/s1600-h/_GRE8311.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3FilP2xI/AAAAAAAAAEg/kEz6q0ArkWU/s400/_GRE8311.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230358216815139602" /></a><br />Malheureusement, leur batteur a explose une heure plus tard. Les autres sont restes de marbre. Ah le flegme britanique...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3FfBWp2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P5ET9YUnWQY/s1600-h/_GRE8278.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX3FfBWp2I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/P5ET9YUnWQY/s400/_GRE8278.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230358215859283810" /></a><br />Bon, et puis la photo culcul du blog. Il faut respecter le taux de 1/20 de cliche a la con, c est les regles.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-2180743007069542322?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-39966757975785753322008-08-03T21:09:00.000+03:002008-12-09T00:50:18.543+02:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07JbhQdI/AAAAAAAAACw/WbzEIJWdmoU/s1600-h/_GRE7990.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07JbhQdI/AAAAAAAAACw/WbzEIJWdmoU/s400/_GRE7990.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230355839241503186" /></a><br />Alors la, c etait vraiment la classe. Stephanos nous a accueilli comme des rois. La par exemple, il nous demontre presente LA bouteille de 5 litres d huile d olive du Peloponese qui va lui servir dans quelques instants a faire frire 3 kg de feta. Bon, on a pris 35 kg en huit heures de repas mais franchement on le regrette pas. Non, parce que quand meme inquiets, on a verifie notre cholesterol le lendemain. On etait en haut de la fourchette normale. Juste en haut. Mais pas plus. Et ouais, c est ca le regime grec !!!<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07RCBpII/AAAAAAAAAC4/MvwVVcgI808/s1600-h/_GRE8002.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07RCBpII/AAAAAAAAAC4/MvwVVcgI808/s400/_GRE8002.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230355841282057346" /></a><br />Bon, la c est Vangelis et Manolis, respectivement frere et jeune padawan de Stephanos le cuisinier. Ben voyez, sont pas ben gros les gars. Tres sympas et tres conservateurs ces gens. Jamais vu ce type la en France. La grece, c est un peu l Italie sans la frime et sans la mafia. voyez ce que je veux dire ? bon, pas grave...<br /> <br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07mW2-yI/AAAAAAAAADA/OThBuRkpTGI/s1600-h/_GRE8017.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07mW2-yI/AAAAAAAAADA/OThBuRkpTGI/s400/_GRE8017.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230355847006583586" /></a><br />Stephanos again, juste pour le plaisir de voir cet etre tres cerebral et fou encore une fois. Il faut dire qu on s est attache a ce fils d une grande dynastie de cuisiniers... il nous a recupere a 3h00 du matin et nous a retape apres une arrivee un peu rude: avion en retard, plus de metro, 1h00 d attente de bus, 1h30 de bus, puis negociation avec les pires taxis de Grece, ceux du Piree, pour finir le trajet (le taximan du Piree, exception en son pays, est comme un taxi indien, ce a quoi il rajoute la morgue frimeuse de l italien et la connerie inculte du francais, c est vraiment trash).<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07_yCULI/AAAAAAAAADI/riVkGKtK8D8/s1600-h/_GRE8025.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07_yCULI/AAAAAAAAADI/riVkGKtK8D8/s400/_GRE8025.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230355853831458994" /></a><br />AAAAAAAAAhhhhh la petite terrasse ou nous digerames apres les orgies Atheniennes, sous l influence du ProtoRako, le premer Raki qui sort de l alambic.... superbe !!! Ah oui, sinon, a propos de terrasse, ici tout est en marbre, tout. La classe.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07-mNA9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/soVr1OGqGc8/s1600-h/_GRE8063.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX07-mNA9I/AAAAAAAAADQ/soVr1OGqGc8/s400/_GRE8063.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230355853513393106" /></a><br />Ben une derniere pour lq route, sans sens particulier. Tiens si. Ici les pubs sont rares et ca fait vraiment du bien. Allez bisous.<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-3996675797578575332?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-78719427799022589432008-08-03T20:52:00.001+03:002008-12-09T00:50:19.700+02:00Au depart, bien sur... l'alibi culturel. Il est evidemment essentiel et permet par la suite de s'adonner aux joies debiles les plus profondes sans l'onde du debut d'un commencement de remord. Donc...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX0J-qDwYI/AAAAAAAAACg/EQkWUB2NENw/s1600-h/_GRE7879.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX0J-qDwYI/AAAAAAAAACg/EQkWUB2NENw/s400/_GRE7879.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230354994536104322" /></a><br />Avant, il y avait le Parthenon, bien sur. Ca envoyait du steak serieux au niveau culturel. Les mecs vivaient carrement au musee. Bon, evidemment, comme d'hab', ils se faisaient chier a mort... comme toujours au musee. Du coup ils se sont mis a jouer. A la democratie, au theatre, a l architecture, a l art tout court. Bref, ils etaient pas encore lobotomises par la teloche et le ouebe. Bravo les gars, beau match.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX0KOpalfI/AAAAAAAAACo/ki_rtD5oRIM/s1600-h/_GRE7886.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX0KOpalfI/AAAAAAAAACo/ki_rtD5oRIM/s400/_GRE7886.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230354998828373490" /></a><br />Aujourd hui, ben c est plus pareil... ca manque, comment dire... ca manque de contraste. C est plus de l architecture, c est de l architexture. De quoi s y perdre.<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx4wKguYI/AAAAAAAAABw/7nmHOCMGxcU/s1600-h/_GRE7699.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx4wKguYI/AAAAAAAAABw/7nmHOCMGxcU/s400/_GRE7699.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230352499564657026" /></a><br />Bien sur, comme partout, de pauvres vieux fous s accrochent encore a la tradition a bord de rames de metro hyper sophistiquees. Que dire...?<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx5ByuGZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Zni5D3YFylo/s1600-h/_GRE7712.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx5ByuGZI/AAAAAAAAAB4/Zni5D3YFylo/s400/_GRE7712.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230352504296708498" /></a><br />Le musee, on y alle. Archeologie Hellenique. Voyons. Evidemment, on reste interdit devant la beaute absolue (oui oui, pesons nos mots) des statues cycladiques. Cependant, un soupcon monte. Ne serait-ce point la une statue de Papouasie orientale.. ? <br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx5I3pDmI/AAAAAAAAACA/ajVi1t6xMFU/s1600-h/_GRE7768.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx5I3pDmI/AAAAAAAAACA/ajVi1t6xMFU/s400/_GRE7768.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230352506196397666" /></a><br />L impression de foutage de gueule continue: qu est ce que cette statue equestre du 19eme fout ici ? C est le delire !<br /> <br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx5fcuO-I/AAAAAAAAACI/6eJkvuKzK9Q/s1600-h/_GRE7770.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx5fcuO-I/AAAAAAAAACI/6eJkvuKzK9Q/s400/_GRE7770.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230352512257506274" /></a><br />Et ca continue, la on est en pleine renaissance. N importe quoi, putain mais oooh !!!<br /><br /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx5ZG4KQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LAApu00y3TE/s1600-h/_GRE7791.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJXx5ZG4KQI/AAAAAAAAACQ/LAApu00y3TE/s400/_GRE7791.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230352510555269378" /></a><br />C est absolument scandaleux, celle ci a probablement ete piquee a Versailles...<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX0J28TUjI/AAAAAAAAACY/sIWI6JUdSbo/s1600-h/_GRE7797.jpg"><img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_QNTKh_eBBvk/SJX0J28TUjI/AAAAAAAAACY/sIWI6JUdSbo/s400/_GRE7797.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5230354992465138226" /></a><br />Alors la, c est le pompon. Non mais ooh ! un mec de 300 avant JC aurait eu un accident de voiture. C est lamentable monsieur. On a du casser la gueule au guichetier pour etre rembourse !!! Pas charrier quand meme... grmmmbllbblll...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-7871942779902258943?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-944771098412929057.post-84119892481933678522008-08-03T18:34:00.000+03:002008-08-05T22:11:10.544+03:00Salut a toi noble visiteur,<br />n'ayant pas le talent litteraire du Docteur ZeLop, je ne me bornerai ici qu'a produire une vague impression des avancees majeures du Pita Project au travers de quelques images volees au hasard et commentees, egalement, de facon relativement hasardeuse... bonne decouverture... bises Brunella<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/944771098412929057-8411989248193367852?l=the-pita-project.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>The Pita Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/06375787302348638690noreply@blogger.com0