Champs-Elysées have dressed up for the Holiday Season

I debated whether I’d cover the din with some music, and decided that I’d be lazy as usual and would let you enjoy the true atmosphere, noise, traffic jams and all.
I was standing at Rond-Point des Champs-Elysées and looking towards the Louvre and Jardin des Tuileries, where they put the Ferris Wheel in the winter.

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My Weekly Flick has not really been weekly lately, neither has my Wednesday Window. Sorry about this, too much exercise, no doubt.:)
Here’s something I captured a couple of nights ago, crossing the river Seine and walking towards Notre-Dame de Paris. Even at night, while the bridge was rather deserted, there was an accordion playing.

Looking at the river Seine

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This made me laugh. I had spotted this crazy clock that was making time really fly and just as I was starting to film it,

… when my cell-phone rang, playing When I’m sixty-four by the Beatles.
Of course, now I AM sixty-four…
I had forgotten all about this short video taken while walking on the Deauville promenade, les planches.
Time does fly: I took this at the end of August.

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Don’t expect porn here! Back in June, we visited the Ménagerie at Jardin des Plantes and went inside the vivarium.

There were quite a few children visiting the vivarium at the same time as us. I how frogs’ ears are not as sensitive as mine… probably a life a putting up with children’s voices There was a sign saying that animals do get frightened by screams and loud noises, but there was no shushing them.
So I covered some of the noise with music.

Not as clear as it could be but after all, the frogs were behind thick glass

When we got to Housesteads, it felt like we were in the middle of a demonstration. Baa here and baa there, went the sheep.

It took me a while to understand what all this racket was all about.

Ewes and lambs at Housesteads

It seems that we got there right after they had separated the moms from their young, and both sides were either protesting or calling.

More of my Housesteads photos here

Or maybe, as Catherine suggested, they were just counting us

Peggy wanted to have her car washed. We were on our way to Culzean Castle, and stopped over. Of course, I used my camera! Aren’t the colours amazing?

Carwash

I don’t think I have been in a car being washed since I was a child. I am not even sure that in France, you can remain in the car these days.

Like a fashion show

We were in Gretna Green, a village that used to be the first Scottish village on the road between London and Edinburgh, where a lot of runnaway marriages were celebrated in the old days.
Nowadays, it has become a tourist must stop, with coaches full of tourists from all countries and I was amused by all this tourists marching in order to have their photo taken by a friend next to the bagpiper.

There was a family behind us watching the sunset and you can hear a little girl’s voice saying

Au revoir, soleil ! (goodbye, sun), à demain, soleil !(see you tomorrow, sun)

Saying goodbye to the sun

And hoping it’s not goodbye for a long time, since this is the first sunny day in over a week, in Normandy!
They ARE announcing rain for tomorrow

Well, I have not really been slow or lazy, but busy! So much so, that I didn’t have time to post a Wednesday Window, as I was on the road on Wednesday, on the road on Thursday, getting some rest yesterday, and getting around to posting a couple of things on flickr today, FINALLY!
Sorry for missing several weeks of Weekly Flicks, but things should get back to normal, now.

So here it is. More soon! Promise!!!

You can hear my friend Catherine‘s voice, in French, complaining about my spending time filming a snail, and my friend Peggy‘s voice in English.
The snail was going his own sweet way on a map of Holy Island…

Don’t you love watching monkeys and apes. I do and we were fascinated when at the Jardin des Plantes Ménagerie, we watched that little scene involving an orangutang and a kid.

One wonders who is watching and who is being watched

Remembered travelling through the Malayain Peninsula eons ago with my husband, and among the few words we had memorised, there was Orang=man and Utang=forest.
I found this ape’s expression incredibly pensive and human-like. I missed filming the beginning of the scene, in which a woman held her hand out to him and at that point he got really interested, when just before, he had looked bored. It felt like she was a regular visitor, and he was acknowledging her.
And then he got interested in the kid.

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