tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-60473046807361783192011-04-21T16:40:57.262-07:00noëhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09024144278500602713noreply@blogger.comBlogger41100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047304680736178319.post-7907493079742711592008-09-17T13:44:00.000-07:002008-09-17T13:57:04.364-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SNFvC3hGBQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t_oxd1gCWlQ/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SNFvC3hGBQI/AAAAAAAAAD0/t_oxd1gCWlQ/s320/4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247097135916516610" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="text-decoration: underline;"></span>Ils seraient plus larges qu'à Paris selon Clément! En tous cas, même population...<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6047304680736178319-790749307974271159?l=milanoelie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>noëhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09024144278500602713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047304680736178319.post-3128351470570570872008-09-17T09:56:00.000-07:002008-09-17T11:20:26.624-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SNFKErdNdmI/AAAAAAAAADc/_EGDqYxjtqg/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SNFKErdNdmI/AAAAAAAAADc/_EGDqYxjtqg/s320/3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247056485108512354" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">Voyage en train avec Clément de Chambéry à Milano Stazione Centrale! Bla bla bla, t'as bien tous tes papiers?, bla bla bla, dodo, un p'tit gâteau?, bla bla bla... J'ai commencé à avoir les pétoches quand on a traversé la frontière, que la madame qui parle dans le haut-parleur s'est mise à s'exprimer en italien et surtout que de nouveaux voyageurs discutaient sans qu'on puisse comprendre grand chose...</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6047304680736178319-312835147057057087?l=milanoelie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>noëhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09024144278500602713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047304680736178319.post-52757119909955699652008-09-17T09:37:00.000-07:002008-09-17T09:55:44.358-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SNE2DYqdjLI/AAAAAAAAACs/jU-mDJNFJRc/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SNE2DYqdjLI/AAAAAAAAACs/jU-mDJNFJRc/s320/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247034472651394226" border="0" /></a><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" ><br />Donc c'est là bien sûr où j'ai dit au revoir à "papamaman"! Clément à même serré la main de pOpaJanex! On rigole pas sur le nombre de valises (sans vouloir balancer Marie en a autant!).</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6047304680736178319-5275711990995569965?l=milanoelie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>noëhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09024144278500602713noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6047304680736178319.post-69033916564398648172008-09-12T17:54:00.000-07:002008-09-17T09:36:34.349-07:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SNExkTc85oI/AAAAAAAAACk/36wkFe9kM9U/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SNExkTc85oI/AAAAAAAAACk/36wkFe9kM9U/s320/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5247029540630095490" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_tQ18WdeRXXg/SMsQUTohTrI/AAAAAAAAAAQ/cN-sBgWuQwM/s1600-h/S5001966bis.jpg"><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);font-size:100%;" >Demain départ! Un billet de train, une carte d'identité et une carte européenne d'assurance maladie... pour Milan les démarches sont encore pas trop compliquées.</span><br /></a></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/6047304680736178319-6903391656439864817?l=milanoelie.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>noëhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09024144278500602713noreply@blogger.com0