Jevin's EuroTrip

The Story of Art Nouveau

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Wed, 14 Dec 2016 00:22:00 +0000

Interesting article I came across. The Story of Art Nouveau. The article traces Art Nouveau back to its founding in the late 1800s and explores many of the greatest works and artists from the movement.

https://www.artsy.net/article/artsy-editorial-what-is-art-nouveau

Hotel Mougins

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Thu, 14 Feb 2013 19:59:00 +0000

Hotel Mougins - This picture reminds me of a hot summer's day in the south of France - a truly Provençal southern villa!!!

Education Reform

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sun, 06 Nov 2011 21:36:00 +0000

This documentation is an exact and perfect representation and portrayal, in my opinion, concerning the world, economy, society, and education today. Be sure to check back soon, and subscribe to my blog for my upcoming article on education reform.

Also, extremely related and worth the read: Why Generation Y Yuppies Are Unhappy
Analysis of Finland's Education System: The Finland Phenomenon 1 of 4 [a four part series]
UPDATE (nice one): Finland wants to abandon teaching subjects at school
UPDATE (2015): The Joyful Illiterate Kindergartners of Finland

The Job & The Career

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Mon, 11 Oct 2010 22:58:00 +0000

1.0 Situation

Allegedly, there is and has been [spanning the last 2 years] a 'so-called' economic crisis. I, fortunate as I am and as ironic as can be, was obliged [by society], precisely at the prime period of the crisis' existence, to seek employment [or as they say: job "hunt", since it is a brutal, grotesque process much to the likeness of hunting animals and killing fellow hunters with blunt objects for survival, and then having the animals eat you alive in the end].

My hunt, was long and arduous, 800 [yes, that is eight hundred] applications sent and ultimately denied/rejected [600 in Europe, 100 in Canada, 100 in Trinidad], and only a fraction of which would be listed in this post. I designed and conjured and manipulated an elaborate life plan [well not so elaborate, but solid enough for a guy who does not like to plan his life and would rather go with the flow of things]. I tried, and incorporated all avenues; I dropped job standards and killed dreams; I applied for high-level and low-level positions, public and private, big and small companies, and graduate programmes and full-time jobs.

In addition, I tried to accept [with a pinch of salt] all the advice given to me by online job blogs, job newsletters, family members, friends, fellow job hunters, and drunken men in bars. But alas, the system of things and the modern world has raped us all. The markets are saturated, the jobs are boring and overwhelming, and we are overworked and underpaid; we the hunters have become the hunted. We live a drone life dictated by a system that man created.

All rants aside however, my applications were not all in vain, since I did manage to gain several interviews, a positive indication that my profile and CV was not complete shit, and that the reason actually for the everlasting [gobstopper] rejections [in Europe] was indeed something external, namely:

The [dreaded] Crisis.
My Lack of Work Permit [sponsorship] & Employment law restrictions/deterrents.
The Language Barrier [requirement for French native speaker].

Additionally, there were three levels of rejection:

CV based / Online-Application based.
Phone Screen Interview based.
In-Person Interview based.

In this case, in Europe/France, companies rather hire local experts and not foreign graduates in order to save on training costs as well as to avoid the hassle of sponsoring work permits for candidates. I have had telephone screening interviews with the following companies, all of whom simply stopped the process of interviewing after the first phone screening interview ['Level 2' rejection], in spite of the fact that I was fully capable and qualified to perform the job, after learning that I needed sponsorship, and that I was not a native French speaker.

Google Technical Job [rejected based on work permit status] [English interview].
Accenture Paris [never returned] [French interview].
Amadeus Sophia Antipolis, Nice [informal meeting resulted in nothing] [English interview].
Three [3] other French IT consulting companies in the south of France who I cannot remember mostly because they never got back to me [quite unprofessional in my opinion] [French interviews].

I have had an in-person interview [in French] in the beautiful southern city of Bandol in France. The company was a consulting firm with headquarters in Grasse [the world's capital of perfume]. Dream-job? Maybe, but the woman never got back to me [again, unprofessional] [Level 3 Rejection], my guess: again because I had no work permit and I was not a French native. But the trip to the tourist haven of Bandol was worth it: the beaches were warm and sweet, French coffee at a roadside cafe with my girlfriend was warm and aromatic, and of course, the wine from there was simply splendid.

On my return to Trinidad I had several interviews as well [with the following companies], but for positions that were not exactly congruent with what I learned in my Master Programme [it was simply more technically-oriented, something I did not prefer but was willing to settle for].

Now this 'Level 3' rejection was not based on me 'failing' the interview, nor was it due to any of the three reasons listed above. Rather, it was based on the fact that the companies most probably found that the position was not a good match for my profile, I was overqualified, or they simply could not afford to pay a person with a Master degree. But I did not lose hope, for it is in times like these, when one is in his most desperate state, that one sees the light, and one develops the strength to move forward. To be even more cliche, as they say: "when it rains it pours".

2.0 Google

Arbitrarily, one day while wandering in the thick forest of the internet, I stumbled across a golden gem of a Job at Google. The APM: Associate Product Manager, according to Google's Job website is as follows:

The Associate Product Manager Program is an elite two-year rotational program, consisting of two one-year rotations, designed for top recent computer science graduates who are interested in exploring product development and leadership opportunities. This select group is given broad responsibilities, generous access to resources, visibility into Google's executive team and many opportunities to grow within the organization. The program combines on-the- job experience with additional training, mentorship, and support from current associates and the rest of the product team.

APM Blogs & Links: [Talk to an APM] [Why APM?] [Working at Google] [Ask an APM].

Perfect! It absolutely and accurately matched my IMMIT Profile: a good mix of strong technical foundation and holistic business approach for nurturing products at one of the most innovative companies in the world. Apart from the obvious benefits of working in Zurich, Switzerland at Google, the most desired place to work on the planet, I would have the opportunity to really make a significant change in the world. They were very encouraging toward young international graduates offering training, travelling, and socializing; however there is a price to pay, working in a cool office like that does not come freely.

The interview process is like nothing you have ever experienced before, it is not the typical, boring HR interview with questions such as "what are your strengths and weaknesses?" or "what did you do in your last job?" These are answers they can find by simply reading your CV; they want to really find out how you think, your analytical and logical processes, even if you are not going in there to program, you need to know how programmers think and how businessmen think and how to marry this data to create useful information to develop a product.

Google's Interview Process: [Steps of APM Interview]

Astonishingly, to my deep surprise, I was contacted for an interview with Google - the second time my CV has been selected for distinct positions - another confirmation that my CV is not the problem. Naturally, I was excited and motivated. However, the interview process for Google is an excruciating 3-4 phone interviews the last of which may be with Marissa Mayer, dubbed by Fortune magazine as one of the 50 most powerful women in the world and the youngest woman ever to make the list. Then, you may have up to six [6] in-person interviews. Anyway, some of the questions are listed below, to give those willing to apply a little heads up. Of course you cannot memorize an answer since they change the questions slightly each time; they only want to see the logical and realistic process in which you arrive to an answer, and not necessarily the answer itself. You may believe you could simply Google the answer but when you have 2-5 minutes to calculate the entire byte-space required to store all of Google earth satellite imagery; it becomes a bit more difficult. Feel free to post your answers to the questions in the comments section of this post.

How would you calculate the total operating costs/expenditure of the website Flickr? Give me a dollar value.
How much storage space would you need if you were to download all the satellite imagery of Google Earth? Give me a number [MB/GB/TB].
Estimate the number of Golf balls which could fit in a minivan? Give me a number.
Estimate the number of gas stations in your country? Give me a number.
Estimate the number of small businesses in US?
Technical:
1. How would you describe a Recursive algorithm? Describe it to my grandmother.
2. How would you design a program to build all 4 Tetris type blocks? Give algorithm. What if there were 8 types of blocks?
Innovation [these were easy]:
1. Choose a website/web-service/application that you like; what you like about it; what you do not like about it; how would you improve it; why.
2. How would you design a mobile phone/application used for literacy of fishermen in India?

:| It would have been intense fun and accomplishment to work for Google, but unfortunately I did not make it though all the way. I underwent 3 phone interviews with questions of a similar nature to those above, but finally I believe the reason for which I was not accepted was that the job required very strong programming background and that was something which I had not done in a couple of years since university. I was also interested mostly in the business aspect of the development of the product and not so much the extreme technical element of the APM program.

3.0 The Art of Food

So, a bit disappointed, I trekked on, applying, reluctantly in Trinidad and willingly in Canada. Arbitrarily once more, one day while wandering in the thick forest of the internet, I stumbled across another golden gem of a Job at Subway on Caribbean Jobs. No, not a Sandwich Artist, but a Subway Business [Field] Consultant [click for job description]. This one was portrayed to be somewhat of another dream job with requests such as a willingness to travel 1-3 weeks per month as foreign development and international commitments dictate, and knowledge of French.

I was shocked that a company in Trinidad was asking for French knowledge and willingness to travel; it was almost as if everything in my life up to this moment was carved and moulded to fit this exact point, so I took it as a sign, and although the job had little to do with I.T., I applied, was interviewed [in a two step process: one with HR and one with the directing manager/development agent for the region], and I was offered a position.

They chose me amongst 70 applicants mainly because they wanted someone who spoke French :|. The decision to accept was a bit difficult for me since it would mean drastically changing my actual career path from I.T. and delving more into the business and core-logistics realm. Though, this business aspect of the job means that I would finally have the opportunity to really apply the knowledge I gained via IMMIT & IMMIT Courses: Logistics & Information Systems, Marketing, Strategy, Business Analysis, and Business Intelligence. Additionally, the job is not completely irrelevant to my 'career path', it's simply 'different', and I like 'different', since when something appears completely new and unfamiliar, it often encourages greater motivation and faster learning. It is my chance to learn and do something different.

I considered also the nature of the company: Subway is actually an extremely international organisation, very successful, standardised and structured and has that sweet hint of 'American culture' embedded in it - The customer service concept - [something which makes me reminisce about back when I was in New York, as both Europe and the Caribbean tend to lack it]. And why not? Why not Subway? There is nothing degrading [as often is the perception if you tell someone you work for Subway] about working for one of the fastest growing franchises in the world with approximately 33,586 restaurants in 92 countries/territories; the largest single-brand restaurant chain globally and the second largest restaurant operator globally. Additionally, the food [Quick Service Restaurant] industry is not exactly affected by the crisis; people always need food, and are striving for healthier alternatives; and Trinidad has the largest consumption of Subway per number of store locations per week in the world.

Optimistically, 'Field' Consultant would mean getting out of the office and interacting with people and places [something I prefer], rather than being imprisoned in a cubicle for endless hours. The job would involve monthly all-expenses-paid travel within the region & the Caribbean [places I have never been to, ironically] to conduct international evaluations and consulting: Aruba, Bonaire, Curacao, Grenada, Barbados, St. Vincent, St. Lucia, St. Kitts, St. Maarten, Martinique, Dominica, Antigua, Tobago, and maybe Guadeloupe; of course with company sponsored Blackberry, Laptop, and Vehicle. The cherry on top would be training at the University of Subway, how cool is that, they have their own university :). Finally, the environment there, thus far, is fun, young and dynamic.

Dream job? I think so! I am contented, and I accepted, mostly because one does not tend to see these types of benefits and atmospheres in Europe unless you are born into richness or are an old overworked expert. I just hope that I am making the correct decision to leave the blood-sucking, manual-labour, saturated, corporate world of I.T. In any case, in my opinion and in that of Mr. Nicholas Carr, IT Doesn't Matter...

My advice to Job Seekers, never give up your dreams, continue searching, adopt a temporary solution [job], and continue persevering toward your goals after you define them clearly and release them into the universe.

The Rut

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Tue, 07 Sep 2010 16:00:00 +0000

I turned 25 today; twenty-five years of age; a quarter of a century. Some would say that this is a landmark in one’s life; a turning point; a milestone. The only thing that this would seem to mark in my life at this moment is “a rut”.

A rut for those of you who do not know is a state of sexual excitement of male mammals. I wish it were this, but I refer to the other meaning of it: a settled and monotonous routine that is hard to escape; a narrow or predictable way of life or set of attitudes; dreary or undeviating routine. Another way put, I have become, as my cousin dubbed me, ‘the intellectual bum’; or said in a less conceited way [since I do not consider myself that much ‘intelligent’ compared to persons of superior intelligence]: ‘a bum with a Masters’.

I left Europe in May of this year [after spending some time with my girlfriend], the ‘Euro Trip’ had ended or at least been adjourned [if one insists on me thinking positively], and I returned ‘home’ to Trinidad. Some may deem this to be a dream, to retire to the Caribbean after long hard studies, live on the beach, etc. However, the consequence and sentiment of that departure could only be described by any one of the following scenarios:

The Gambler: An excessive persistent gambler who had bet all his possessions [in this case my life], on one team [in this case Europe], and then had to watch all of that taken away, let me rephrase: ‘ripped away’, from him as he loses the game [in this case not being able to find a job due to the crisis].
The Roller-coaster Patron: An avid patron of roller-coasters who is compelled to experience bigger, faster, more thrilling roller-coasters to maintain and preserve and enhance the trill, yet in the end, the only roller-coaster he is offered is a merry-go-round in a fast food restaurant playground.
The Junkie: A hard drug user who needs more and more in order to have a superior ‘high’, but in the end there are no more drugs, and he experiences the anti-climax, the depressive come-down to reality. [Ok, I have no experience with hard drugs but I have read about this].

There is a plethora of literature [BD1; BD2] existing to deal with ‘Birthday Depression’, apparently it is a common affliction [see youth & aging]. People in Trinidad do not really consider depression as a disease and you often receive various reactions [mostly abusive comments advising you to get back to reality and that there are people worse off] if you tell someone or even mention an inclination of it to them [see how to cope with depression]. Everyone has it [birthday depression], so I will stop complaining and throwing my tantrums now since I know that many of you do not really give a flying-fragment about what I am writing about here. [But if you do not care about my personal life, then why are you reading my personal blog?] ... Hmm.

So there are several ways, I intend to deal with this ‘rut’, and this post would be somewhat of a personal rough draft of a life path planning effort; to some extent, a new year’s resolution list except the list is composed of options not checkboxes. It serves also an update to what I have been doing since I left Europe; as well as motivation/de-motivation and guidance for anyone in a similar situation.

A lot of people [aka family], strongly believe that ‘staying home and job hunting’ means doing nothing, sprawling out like a promiscuous woman in front of the TV eating chips and doing nothing. This is a misconception! The job hunt is a full-time job, and cannot be compromised by life-wasting dead-end temporary jobs at Mc Donald’s or in my case IT helpdesk support. One needs to dedicate full time to re-aligning goals, and getting back on or modifying the train track of your life’s path.

To get out of a rut the first thing you need to do is occupy your time with general none-routine goal-specific tasks, some of these include:

Networking [ok this does not work due to the global infestation and proliferation of the concept, but it is worth a try to get back out there].
Volunteering [really, this just wastes your time and effort without pay; but keeps your skills intact and helps with number 1].
Socialization [this should help with number 1 and keep your morale up; but should not be done in excess, since it would also eventually become mundane and lose its appeal; or even begin to bring your moral down as you realise that everyone else in the club is younger and more care-free than you are].
Exercise [this does not have a point but does help reduce the beer-belly you acquired from number 3; as well as keep your circulation flowing, increase confidence and blood flow to your brain so you do not become a depressive vegetable].
Hobbies [this is gay, but it could help with number 1, 3, and 4].
Projects [at this point your life is already becoming overwhelming with things to do, although people still believe you are doing nothing with your life, even though you are doing these things to keep your morale up so you do not die of depression]. In any case, this could be a nice time in your life to start and complete certain projects you never had time for [building a dog house, setting up a website, writing a book, etc.].

Auxiliary to the above, the following specific semi-routine goal-specific tasks are compulsory and would include [see various jobs I could get]:

The Job-Hunt: The job market in this era is utterly disastrous and the search is futile [we are being called the lost generation]. Yet still people [aka family & friends], either ‘falsely encourage’ you by saying “do not worry you will find something eventually”; or ‘further degrade’ you by saying “how is it that you did not find a job yet? Did you try the Gerpehner employment agency? Did you apply to this company that has nothing to do with your career path at all?”. In either case, I trek on, with the following main goals in mind [specific to my case]:

Job in Trinidad: The Caribbean and more so Trinidad is rapidly developing in IT and technology, after all, we have to maintain a certain service level in order to support the American tourists who keep us in their back pocket as a vacation destination. I have seen technology here that is not yet available in France and several other developed-countries [like 4G wireless internet]. Yet, the only jobs available here are IT support jobs, the technical ones where you get your hands dirty, IT helpdesk, networking, systems administration, or heavy technically oriented jobs [programming, advanced network configurations]. The content that I was privileged to in my Masters course, mind-stunning and revolutionary as it is, is not relevant, used or even applicable here. The IT manager job involves mostly ensuring that IT is supported and available for the company; the IT consultant job mostly involves network consultancy and [physical] system implementations or programming/development. As opposed to conceptual design and strategic planning; the abstract level of IT which I was prepared for is non-existent here; here, one has to get specific and specialized. They claim that we graduates are not specialized enough to have a technical job, yet not experienced enough to have a senior management job. The point is that people often tend to misconceive what IT is and what Management is. When one hears IT, they think “oh my god, technical, can you fix my computer?”, yet IT has much more to it that just that. When one hears Management, they think “oh my god, manager, how many people have you managed in the past?”, yet management can be much more to it than just managing people, it can be the management of projects, information, systems, innovation, the list goes on. I am in a predicament here, should I take a less than standard IT job that would push me drastically off my career path just to acquire money and networking opportunities for other jobs? Or should I continue searching for my dream job [retaining my ambition] in the endlessly fruitless global job environment? Finally, do not get me wrong, I love Trinidad and what it is, my culture, the people, the customs, the natural wonders in this country, but being on an island and a developing country on top of that can sometimes become quite boring and mundane and irritating, especially after experiencing and being exposed to what is really out there in the greater world. In addition, one can rarely contribute something revolutionary and globally in life from a country which no one in the developed world cares about. So a major part of my efforts go into getting back out there.
Job in Europe: Ever since the crisis [which I think is totally over-rated], companies in Europe have pulled back on hiring, started firing people, and only hire the young graduates to pay them little and abuse and exploit them for 3-6 month periods, then fire them in order to hire another young graduate and start the process again. This is done mainly so that they do not incur any risks [if they hire someone on a long term contract there are more risks involved to fire them in the case that downsizing is required in the future, as opposed to having many short term contracts for 3 to 6 month periods]. In addition, the world has become a saturated shark-pool of competition [everyone in Europe goes to school until the master’s level, it is the standard], where everyone wants to be the leader, the shining star and at the top of the corporate ladder [see A position of power]. One cannot be a leader without having followers, but in this scenario, even dropping expectations and aiming to become a follower is competitive, degrading, and fruitless.
Job in Canada: Immigration was once an option for people, when the world was open, but it is a vicious cycle, the more open a country is, the more people go to it, and the more they have to crack down and close their immigration practices in order to control the population [for reasons of lack of existing jobs and accommodation to support the increasing demand]. Canada recently stopped the simplified and accelerated process for immigration of skilled workers in the IT sector since, the once exorbitant, demand has been satiated. The USA [the new world], once open to immigrants from all over the globe, now has one of the toughest immigration processes globally. In any case, Canada is a nice Finland-like option for me, I have experienced and adapted to the climate before, I speak a little French and all English, they are still a bit open to immigration, and there is easy access by flights to and from Trinidad [and even Europe]. I have sent my full application for immigration to Quebec to the Quebec Relations Processing Centre in Mexico about 2 months ago, no reply. How utterly depressing. :|

The Entrepreneur: The market is saturated. So one option may be to get out of all that competition and into a whole different category of competition: become an entrepreneur. I feel that I have so much potential inside me; I just need the right environment to nurture it and explode into revolutionary brilliance [ok, that sentence was excessive]. This however requires extensive planning, work, and capital [money!], not to mention a revolutionary idea that no one on this planet has ever thought about [highly unlikely, but an idea that could be localized to, say, one country where this idea has not been implemented]. If this idea just happens to have completely nothing to do with my career path [for instance, a bar, a restaurant, or an import-export business], I would definitely be discouraged by people [aka family] from following through with it. Conundrum.
The Writer: In the Caribbean and Trinidad, any non-traditional or non-standard form of occupation such as an artist, performer, poet, or writer, is laughed upon, not taken seriously, and delivers no substantial tangible returns [money!], unless you work exceptionally hard while ignoring the social degradation and mockery around you. In any case, I could become a writer, since this is my passion; I enjoy writing and expressing my inner conscious and sub-conscious thoughts on life, the world, culture, and other subjects. I have several ideas for journalistic [non-academic] books or articles which I could write, however, this requires time, composition [of mind and thoughts], demand for such thoughts, support, publishers, and money to publish, all of which I DO NOT have, except ‘time’. As you may have noticed also, from my writing style in this exceptionally long blog-post, that I have become quite the pessimist and perhaps even a bit bitter/vindictive. [This may have led me to treat some of my friends in less friend-standard ways; but that’s drifting on to another whole topic]. I was never really a pessimist, but due to the progression of the past few months [ever since my European programme ended actually], and the constant rejection from potential employers, and the departure from Europe, and the being in a distance relationship, and the subscription to the exceptionally monotonous, depressing accounts of “tales of mere existence” by my now favourite publisher Levni Yilmaz, I have become somewhat pessimistic. Of course, as with any entrepreneurial or revolutionary project, I should avoid procrastination and, in the words of my project management lecturer, “JFID”: Just F***ing Do It”.
The System-Manipulator: This is a person who makes the most of the system and finds ways around the conformist systematic world of things. I accomplished this to a certain extent since both my undergraduate and graduate studies have been completed having being paid for fully by scholarship, I have seen Europe at a young age and at zero personal expenditure [something people spend their entire lives saving for], etc. There exists several opportunities out there to enable the continuation of this trend; however, they are hidden and quite difficult to find. This is natural, since if they were easy to find, then everyone would be on this bandwagon. The other ways to get out there and delve into the world include:

Graduate management trainee programmes [this is the most practical means of getting there without having to have extensive experience, companies train you to be a manager during 1-2 years while paying you as well, you are in a challenging and exciting new environment where your ideas are valued, with a network of other trainees with whom to socialize. It is however extremely competitive and is offered almost-only in Anglo-Saxon countries].
Study programmes [fully paid study programmes, e.g. Ph.D., which offers the residence status, further education as well as money; though this is not really that practical at this stage in my life].
Travel opportunities [we often hear about these ‘dream jobs’ to aid at a beach resort, or go scuba diving to accumulate biodiversity data in reefs off the coasts of Asia or Australia; or do volunteer work in Indonesia, or Cambodia. Interesting yes, but a bit expensive if you cannot seem to find the right exchange program to pay for you. Even if you do find that one, again, the competition is stiff, and they ask for specific experience in the particular field].

Of course in life, in this life, I believe that all that matters is the people around you and how you interact with them. The people you love and those who love you; your friends, your family, your girlfriend(s)/boyfriend(s), no matter what undesirable situation you are in, it should work out, or so they tell me. So, those are my options, these are my updates, such is my life.

J.K.R.
http://sites.google.com/site/jevinramjattan

The Drosera-Crystal Project

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Mon, 12 Apr 2010 19:34:00 +0000

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I have had this website for quite a while now, however I only recently [Today], made it a bit prettier, more organised & more useful.

Feel free to browse through the pages and discover many fun & interesting details about me.

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The Ultimate Job: Runaway Bride & Groom

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Tue, 06 Apr 2010 12:11:00 +0000

VOTE HERE: http://www.runawaybrideandgroom.com/ultimatejob/user/profile/769

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Caen: Northern France

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sat, 14 Nov 2009 12:02:00 +0000

These are the final series of trips, which I made to Paris, before Maïté left her place there. It was interesting to see more and more of Paris and of her home-region and the surrounding areas.

[Click on the bolded-italicised-title-links for more pictures]

Lily Allen Concert [22 October]: I just had to see Lily Allen when I saw that she was hosting a concert in The Zenith in Paris. It was a bit more "teenie-bopperish" than I thought it would be, but at least I had a taste of what might have been my last concert for a while. She was drunk or something while she was singing, with a cigarette in one hand and a glass of champagne in the other, trotting up and down on the stage with her short & very exposing dresses. We had a nice time, and even got a poster on the way out.

Caen: Northern France [Memorial] [23 October]: Maïté took me to visit her previous study city, Caen. A brief about the city: Caen is a commune in north-western France. It is the prefecture of the Calvados department and the capital of the Basse-Normandie region. It is located 15km inland from the English Channel. Caen is known for its historical buildings and for the Battle for Caen—heavy fighting that took place in and around Caen during the Battle of Normandy in 1944, destroying much of the town. It was quite pretty and culture-soaked, for a northern town, and seemed to have a lot packed into it, a much more exciting study city than Aix, for example.

We visited museums, saw the city & the port, ate traditional crêpes with apples and all the works [super cheap but high quality crêpes compared to Aix, after all this was the region of crêpes!].

One famous museum there is the Caen Memorial: Museum for Peace, which, morbid and depressing as it is, we visited. Essentially, it is a huge exhibition [which took 4-5 hours to see/read everything] on the past world wars, and the destruction/politics, quests for peace, etc. Can you believe there was a tin of KLIM Powdered Milk in the museum! Who would have thought that people would one day pay money to enter a museum to see a tin of KLIM! Ha-ha! Aside from that, one interesting display was an original letter sent by Albert Einstein to Franklin Roosevelt concerning the discovery of the atomic bomb! In the end, the museum somehow got me interested in all this since in Trinidad, our education does not really focus on the world wars as European education does.

Paris by Night [11 November]: We saw Paris by night on this occasion, after meeting up with one of Maïté's friends for drinks. We saw the spectacular light show of the Eiffel Tower, accompanied by corny music, but it was nice. Earlier that day, I had the pleasure of seeing KFC on strike; it was amazing. I knew that France is famous for strikes but ironically, this was exactly when I really craved for KFC!

Villedieu les Poêles [13 November]: When I went to the train station [SNCF] to get my ticket to Villedieu les Poêles, the woman at the counter reacted with shock: "I have no idea where that is, but it's a beautiful name though". Villedieu les Poêles means literally: "The city of gods, the frying pans". It is a small town in the Manche department in Normandy very near Maïté's place [Gavray]. Its inhabitants are called Sourdins from the French sourd meaning deaf. Most of the people involved in the manufacturing of copper pans, which involved repeated hammering, became deaf. It is famous for handicraft work, such as the traditional manual production of frying pans, and other copper-based products, pottery work, and glasswork. We were lucky this day to see a demonstration by the glassmaker [the art of glass blowing - soufflage du verre].

Gavray: Northern Beaches [14 November]: This afternoon after lunch, we went for a walk on the "beach". This is just to show how dark, gloomy, cold, and rough the northern seas are. I think I will stick to the Côte d'Azur.

For more pictures, see:

The Solitary Traveller

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sun, 18 Oct 2009 12:02:00 +0000

When Maïté was not here nor was I in Paris, I travelled the region a bit alone in order to not to miss the still warm weather. On self-discovery journeys, meeting new exchange students, taking pictures like a tourist, it felt strange but familiar all the same.

[Click on the bolded-italicised-title-links for more pictures]

Sainte Victoire Sunrise [27 July]: On this fine July morning at Gare SNCF Aix-TGV, I witnessed the sun rising behind the silhouette of Sainte Victoire. I tried to get some "artistic" photos but I was too tired [it was 6:00am, and I had just come to bid Maïté farewell on her return to Paris].
Monaco & Monté Carlo [5 September]: This weekend [of my Birthday], I took an organised trip with George, simply because I have never been on this one with him. Monaco and Monte Carlo was the destination. Monaco is the second smallest country in the world; only Vatican City is smaller. Monte Carlo, which lies in the French Riviera on the Mediterranean Sea in Monaco, is surrounded by France and close to Italy. This chic-bourgeois city, often featured in movies, is famous for its Ferraris & Lamborghinis, races [Formula One Monaco Grand Prix], casinos [Monte Carlo Casino], and the sun & surf. Travelling alone was not as boring as imagined, since I met some of the exchange students on the bus and we were soon doing a bit of touring together.
Benediction Calissons: Aix [6 September]: This Sunday afternoon, there was a very traditional and provençal festival in Aix: La Bénédiction des Calissons. A traditional festival where Calissons are distributed to the public, I was spectator to many provençal icons: The Guardians of Camargue [The Cowboys], Camargue Horses, traditional costumes, The Mayor of Aix-en-Provence [Maryse Joissains-Masini], The Queen of Arles [L'Arlesienne: Caroline Serre, a very pretty queen I must say], and finally I was privileged to hear the Occitan / Provencal Language. During the day, I also visited the antiques market, the book market, and the museum of tapestries.
Sainte Victoire: Irish Lads [17 October]: We met an Irish guy and an Italian guy [who spent some time in Ireland] randomly one day while clubbing for Halloween perhaps, and we all decided to go together for a hike to Sainte Victoire. Although I had been there before, it was a refreshing hike, which reminded us all of how beautiful France was, and what it has to offer in terms of freedom and nature. It was the first time also that I climbed fully to the top, that is, to the Cross of Provence. It was so high, and steep, we had this feeling of "vertigo".

For more pictures, see:

Provençal Remnants

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Mon, 12 Oct 2009 16:43:00 +0000

Maïté had left for Paris to do her apprenticeship at Ipsos, and thus occasionally came back to Aix to visit. During these times, as summer very slowly began to dwindle away, we decided to visit the remnants: those few provençial sites and villages, which we had never seen, or at least had never seen/experienced together.

Surprisingly, along our journeys, some of them spontaneous and others premeditated, we even discovered new and culture-saturated "off-the-beaten-path" towns, such as Miramas. Below are highlights of our encounters: brief accounts of our experiences, of course as always, accompanied by their pictorial journals on Picasa.

Provence Trips Overview:
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Arles-Camargue: Maïté [25 July]: We started with a touristic but characteristic destination: Arles & The Camargue. We have both been here before but never together. The city of Arles was established by the Greeks as early as the 6th century BC under the name of Theline. Thus, there was a lot to see in terms of ancient ruins and architecture, as well as other famous symbols of the region such as: the Camargue Bulls, the Camargue Horses, the room of Vincent Van Gogh, Cowboys – the Guardians of Camargue, Flamingos, and the Beach at Sainte-Marie-sur-Mer. We encountered all this during the day and even had time to stop by for a Camarguaise lunch at an Arlaise Restaurant.
Sainte Croix: Plage de la Saulce [29 August]: On this day, with Céline [Maïté's friend], we drove to the Côte Bleue, the other side of the Côte d'Azur that not much people know. It includes sea-side towns such as Sausset-les-Pins and Carry-le-Rouet. Randomly driving with no aim in mind except "the beach", we landed upon the Plage de la Saulce and Plage de Sainte Croix [happening to be in the village of La_Couronne, near Martigues]. Result: a splendid day with hot sun, cool blue waters and, as always, magnificent views [See satellite view].
Saint Tropez: Cap Taillat [30 August]: A nice morning hike to Cap Taillat, see some naked French people swimming, have a swim in the Côte d'Azur, see some naked American people swimming, then off to sightsee in the bourgeoisie town of Saint Tropez – this is the life.
Baux de Provence [26 September]: This medieval village, Les_Baux-de-Provence, has a spectacular position in the Alpilles mountains, set atop a rocky outcrop crowned with a ruined castle [Château_des_Baux] overlooking the plains to the south. The village gives its name to the aluminium ore Bauxite, which was first discovered there in 1821 by geologist Pierre Berthier [I did not know this]. On this particular day, we went to see the Medieval Festival - The Siege of the Chateau, a true delight of traditional and historical display of costumes, merchants, events, parades, catapults, fairy-girls, and even a falconry show: a unique example of medieval history in Provence.
Vauvenargues [2 October]: A peaceful and calming hike into the very near-by nature get-away village of Vauvenargues is how we spent this day. At the foothills of Sainte Victoire, this village is home to Picasso's Castle and Picasso's Tomb as well: that is about as cultural as it gets. After that, there was only nature to enjoy, since the village is practically one street with scattered colourful houses on either side. After the hike, we finished up with a refreshing glass of pastis of course.
Salon-de-Provence, Miramas, & Martigues [3 October]: On this trip, we discovered the most, since neither of us had ever heard of Miramas before. I worked near Martigues, and always wanted to see it, so we decided to visit these towns surrounding the great Étang de Berre [Europe's largest saltwater lake]. First stop: Salon de Provence, we had time really only to see the castle [Château de l'Emperi], which was the biggest in Provence during the 12th and 13th centuries. After this, we went to Miramas only to find out that the older and more beautiful part of town was several kilometres away from the city centre. Solution: we hitch-hiked! It was scary but worth it, the village was extremely cute and had astonishing panoramic views of the Étang. We also hitch-hiked our way back in order to catch the last bus to our final stop: Martigues. Nicknamed the "Provençale Venice", Martigues is a point of passage between the Mediterranean Sea and the Sea of Martigues [now Étang de Berre]. The charm of its canals, its docks and bridges made it "The Venice of Provence". Finally, after all the rush to catch our bus connections, sitting back in the bus, watching the sunset, we realised it was a successful day.
La Ciotat: Calanque du Mugel [11 October]: We were running out of places to visit, and one day just happened to go to La Ciotat. It was a greater experience, however, than the last times that we had gone there separately, since on this occasion we visited the beautiful Mugel Calanque and the Mugel Park Gardens [a huge impressive exotic-open-air garden], in addition to the village of La Ciotat. Can you imagine having a swim in the Mediterranean sea in October, in burning sun!? Netherlands and Finland at this time were both at freezing temperatures. Next time we visit Ciotat, we need to go to the Green Island [l'Île Verte] and Figuerolles Calanque.

For more pictures, see:

Arles-Camargue: Maïté

Sainte Croix: Plage de la Saulce

Saint Tropez: Cap Taillat

Baux de Provence

Vauvenargues

Salon-de-Provence, Miramas, & Martigues

La Ciotat: Calanque du Mugel

Disneyland: Paris

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sat, 12 Sep 2009 12:01:00 +0000

Maïté and I somewhat alternated between visiting each other since, as mentioned before, she was now based in Paris [at Ipsos], and as it would seem, it was my turn to visit. I visited Paris twice on this account, and this is my narrative of the two memorable stays there.

[Click on the bolded-italicised-title-links for more pictures]

Disneyland Paris [8 August]: The main reason for this particular trip was Disneyland Paris. I have always wanted to go to an amusement park with Maïté and it just so happened that her cousin worked in Disneyland Paris. It was the perfect excuse to go: free tickets & entrance in addition to accommodation in Maïté's place in Paris; it was either now or never. It was amazing with activities such as the hardcore vomit-inducing rollercoaster rides, as well as gay romantic ones and kids' ones, and a Hollywood vehicle stunt show. We saw Mickey Mouse, Goofy, Donald Duck [my favourite, since he is so angry all the time], and I even saw Cinderella [in her full blonde hotness]!

It was indeed a magical experience, they put a lot of effort into the ambience and theme, surrounded always by annoying music and fairies, but it was impressive. This brought me to wonder why it had failed in the beginning, remembering my case study in International Management class. The lines were a bit extremely long though, which forced us to skip some rides since there were lines with as much as 4 to 5 hours waiting time. After a day of fun, games, and eating a Mickey Burger, we had the privilege of witnessing the fireworks display, incredible.

Paris, Je t'Aime [11 September]: The city of love is not what the world thinks it to be, I personally don't quite take to it with all its noise, exorbitant crowds and the tremendous discourtesy and impoliteness of people. However, I have discovered that there can be some hidden districts and corners, which never fail to charm. Even when it begins to rain, the soft reflections of street lamps on the wet roads under the darkening night can touch the coldest of hearts and thrust you into a state of nostalgic reminiscence of this typical European ambience.

On this memorable day of September 11th, we visited a green park atop a hill, somewhere in the north-eastern part of Paris: Parc des Buttes Chaumont. At the top of the hill, we were rewarded with a beer garden bar [Rosa Bonheur], it was, as the French would call it, très sympa [very nice]! There was the most magnificent sunset view of Sacré Coeur from here. After our pint-of-beer "aperitif", we ironically had dinner in an Indian Restaurant, l'Elephant Rouge [it was quite good; it just felt odd that I could make all the same stuff at home :)]. The following days, we simply floated around a few districts, discovering places and restaurants along the way. Paris is not that bad after all.

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Family Visit: France, Spain, & Italy

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sun, 12 Jul 2009 13:28:00 +0000

Well, it was summer in Europe, my graduation was just finished and my family was here to visit. Therefore, I decided to take them around a bit, to show them just what I was experiencing for these past two years.

First off was sunny, high-quality-of-life Provence itself. Most people wait and entire lifetime to come here to retire and enjoy their lives, in the southern French-Aixois countryside [paysages axois]. I however, had the opportunity to come here way ahead of my time, and thus, I wanted them to feel and see it as I did, and not as a tourist would.

After Provence, we ventured outward to the two other major "club-med" countries: Spain & Italy. I figured that they came all the way across the world, they might as well see a bit more than France, and a bit more of Europe. Our experiences are briefly highlighted below [mostly because I do not have time to blog each detail as an individual post and because I have visited and blogged about these places before].

Family-Visit Trip-Overview:
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Provence:
- Aix-en-Provence: The city of 100 fountains, I had to show my family this charming little city where I studied and lived in for the past year, and the difference from an overrated city such as Paris. We visited the city, the fountains, the sites, the historic architecture, the bars where they served beer with sweet strawberry syrups, and the Kebab place [a type of food very generic in Europe but overrated, rare, and expensive in Trinidad].
- Cassis: How could anyone come to France and not see the beautiful turquoise-blue Côte d'Azur waters of Cassis [Read More]!? So I took them here, since it was a "do-not-miss" attraction in the south, a perfect exemplar of one of the [unofficially-publicly-nude] beaches of southern France. We were fortunate to see the traditional French market in the morning and afterwards to get tanned-black by the scorching sun and then cooled down by the crystal-clear waters.
- Gorges du Verdon: this has to be one of the most gorgeous sites [get it gorge – gorgeous?] that I have ever seen in France, in Europe, and in my Life, Seriously! I have never been here before, and George was organising a trip to the Gorges du Verdon [Read More], Moustiers Village and the Lavender fields, so I decided to kill 3 birds with 1 stone and 100 Euros [25 per person] to see it. It was more than worth it. Since we visited the most impressive part of the gorge [where the river has cut a ravine up to 700 metres down through the limestone mass]. Once there, it was necessary to rent some pedal-boats [for a fair price] in order to be fully immersed in the gorge and to get the best views and have the most fun possible. While pedalling, each of us took turns to jump off and into the warm summer turquoise-green fresh waters of the gorge [except my mom of course who is scared of water]. My dad on the other hand was the opposite, he just had to climb up to the waterfall to take a bath under it – little did he know how freezing it was. I cannot write anymore, since words cannot depict, as much as pictures, what we saw and experienced.
- Moustiers Village: After the Gorge, we visited one of the towns, which surrounds it [at the western entrance]: Moustiers-Sainte-Marie. Moustiers-Sainte-Marie, or simply Moustiers has been a centre of the pottery trade, especially faïence, for centuries. The village clings a hundred or so meters up the side of a limestone cliff. A spring flows out of the cliff, creating a waterfall directly out of the centre of town. Above the town, a star hangs on a 225m long chain suspended between two cliffs. According to legend, during the Crusades a knight of Blacas held prisoner by the Saracens vowed to hang a star over the village on his return. The star has been replaced several times over the centuries because it ages and occasionally falls. This was just the typical type of French [Provençial] village that I wanted my family to see.
- Lavender Fields: After the somewhat magical village, we continued on to witness something I missed the last time I was here, and something that happens only at a certain time each year: the Lavender Fields. At first, I was sceptical, wondering why this has been made so touristic in this region, but then we saw it: fields and hectares all bright-purple with lavender, and the sent extremely concentrated and delightfully fragrant. It seemed that no processing was needed, you pick a branch and it smelled as if you opened a bottle of lavender perfume. At one moment, we even saw one side of the road completely purple with lavender flowers and the other completely yellow with sunflowers: amazing! Again, only pictures can tell, however in reality it seems much more vibrant, I think our eyes have a much higher resolution than a camera.
- Marseille: Monté Cristo Island: I wanted them also to see Marseille, since it is such an essential aspect of the culture of the south, a must-see. It was more to compare it to some parts of Trinidad actually. However, more interesting was the historical tour of the prison [Château d'If] of the Count of Monté Cristo on the island of "If", and the hike and refreshing swim on the islands of "Frioul". We got there by boat, and it was indeed and still is my most spectacular site to see "in" Marseille.
- Lambesc Vineyards: They could not have come here either and not go to a vineyard. My dad of course wanted to do this, so we went to the small village of Lambesc [Read More], not far from Aix, to taste and buy some good wine.

Alas, we parted with Provence, and went on to explore some more of the southern-European Mediterranean-paradises. It was a quite tiring 2-days-per-city crash-course, but it was required for them to make the most of their trip here.

Spain: [Barcelona Day 1; Barcelona Day 2]: Barcelona - a party city, of art, Catalonian & Spanish culture, warmth, tapas. They were exposed to: Gaudi art, Sagrada Família, and a fresh food market: La Boqueria [which seemed to have them more excited than the art itself]. Day 2 we took a free guided walking tour and learnt even more about Catalonian history and culture, the Bacardi Family, George Orwell, Picasso, and Christopher Columbus, and ended it on the Barcelona Beaches. [Later on this year, I also saw the Woody Allen movie Vicky Cristina Barcelona].
Italy: [Rome Day 1; Rome Day 2]: Rome - capital city of Italy, ancient empire, Italian pizza. They saw: roman pillars & ruins, naked statues, The Vatican [along with much of the sights seen in the recent movie Angels & Demons], The Colosseum, and The Pantheon. We also attempted to take a walking tour here, however she was super boring. We were all fairly tired, but there were many sights to see; things people never really ever see in their entire lifetime.
France: [Paris Day 1; Paris Day 2]: Well, Finally, my parents and I have already seen Paris, but my sister hadn't, so our final stop was in Paris - The City of Love, The Eiffel Tower, The Louvre [although it was too big to see], The Seine, Notre Dame [Quasimodo], Arc de Triomphe, Moulin Rouge, Sacre Coeur, the works! We also tried a tour here, but no one could understand the Kiwi guy's accent :( so we left and made our own.

I think they enjoyed it, there always another time to see more I guess…

For pictures, please see:

IMMIT Graduation: The End

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Thu, 02 Jul 2009 08:37:00 +0000

For more pictures see:

IMMIT Graduation: IT Symposium & Party

IMMIT Graduation: Ceremony

Two years have passed so quickly. Just yesterday, we were all; packing our bags for France; preparing ourselves for this adventure; formatting our minds for cultural shock and discovery; now the end is approaching.

'The end of IMMIT' was officially represented by this graduation ceremony; the granting of our three Degrees, and the declaration of us all as 'Masters of Management of Information Technology'. However 'the end of IMMIT' also signifies a 'beginning'; a beginning of: strongly-bound friendships, new explorations and endeavours, and the application of knowledge and cross-cultural-interrelation-skills gained during the programme to real problems across the world. It also does not represent the end of my Blog: 'EuroJev', since I still aspire to stay in Europe, at least for a while longer, and I still continue my travels and experiences here.

Since IMMIT began in France, they thought that it should end in France. The ceremony was held in the sunny south of France, in Aix-en-Provence, at the IAE Faculty; and was well organised and eventful. The graduation was actually split into two days: the first day: an IT Symposium, where we were forced to present our theses for a second time with company-, faculty-, as well as family-, representatives present as audiences; and the second day: the actual ceremony.

As opposed to the traditional French system which doesn't allow for elaborate graduation ceremonies as this one, we had a full formal procedure, with granting of diplomas, speeches, cocktails, and even full graduation gowns and hats! French students simply get their diplomas mailed to them at home; and will never have something such as graduation gowns since it's too 'Americanised' :).

At the end of the first day, we had a [successful] 'final' IMMIT party at my apartment; something somewhat traditional and unique to IMMIT: 'the IMMIT parties'; we thought we should end with one final grand party as it may be the last time that all of us were to be together as such a big group in the same place at the same time. It was as expected: fun; and we even had an after party in the city-centre afterward.

My family [Dad, Mom, & Sister] in addition to my girlfriend, Maïté, were all present as well [they decided to take the trip to attend my graduation]. Many other IMMITers' families also attended the graduation, and we used this opportunity to show each other off, introduce each other, and to really show them what IMMIT was, and what we've been boasting about [the IMMIT Family] for these two years.

At the end, we all bid each other farewell, as we were all going our separate ways. Some would go back home, some to Finland, others to Netherlands, and yet still others, like myself, would stay in France. Looking back now, writing this blog piece, I remember one other which I wrote at the beginning: 'The IMMIT Crew', and I feel exactly the same now, when Leonardo DiCaprio opened the group-photo that 'Francois' [the sexy French girl] sent to him in the movie 'The Beach'.

IMMIT was this 'Parallel Universe': I hope I could enter another one very soon…

Other people's graduation pictures:

French Résumé: CV-Résumé Français!

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Wed, 01 Jul 2009 12:49:00 +0000

Finally it's here! You can Download my French CV! Enfin, c'est là! Vous pouvez Télécharger mon CV en français!

Download [télécharger]: Curriculum Vitae [CV/Résumé] de Jevin K Ramjattan en Français
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Normandy: North-West France

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sun, 07 Jun 2009 13:30:00 +0000

End of May: the semester, my thesis, as well as my programme were nearing their end, and I felt like I needed a well-deserved vacation; a break from all of this academic 'hoo-ha'. I've been 'with' Maïté for a while now, and seeing as she also needed a break at the end of her student life, she invited me to her home-town: the ville/commune of Gavray, in the department of Manche [just next to Calvados], in the region of Normandy [French: "Normandie"], in the North of France. This also implied the dreaded and commitment-intending act of 'meeting the family', or at least her dad and her 18-year-old French-blonde little-sister.

Nevertheless, we planned a trip* and almost 7 hours & 1,094 km later I was in the middle of nowhere: Gavray.

*Trip	7 hours & 1,094 km
A. Train from Aix to Paris	3 hours & 758 km
B. Waiting time on Champs Elysée	1 hour
C. Train from Paris to Gavray	3 hours & 336 km

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Overview of Gavray:

Gavray is a French commune, situated in the département of Manche and the région Basse-Normandie; and is located in the heart of "la Vallée de la Sienne". The town is nestled between several hills, one of which housed the ducal castle of Gavray. The bridge on the Sienne, called the Peace Bridge (2004), was destroyed along with all the surrounding district during the Second World War.

In summary, Gavray is a small village with: cows, horses, donkeys, lots of nature, no internet, no buses, no people, and farm girls. :) [OK, that's maybe a little bit of exaggeration, but one gets the point]. The population is around: 1,678 people in 2005. Wow!

Overview of Normandy:

Normandy [Normandie in French] is a geographical region corresponding to the former Duchy of Normandy. It is situated along the English Channel coast of Northern France between Brittany (to the west) and Picardy (to the east) and comprises territory in northern France and the Channel Islands.

During the Battle of Normandy in World War II, Normandy became the landing site for the invasion and liberation of Europe from Nazi Germany. This is recognised as a turning point for the war in Western Europe. It's for this reason that's it's quite famous, and it was even more interesting for me to be there at the same time that President Obama was there for the commemoration of D-Day.

Some Famous things from Normandy include: Crêpes [more so from Bretagne, but famous here too], Apples [Maïté is ironically allergic to apples], Camembert Cheese [which smells uncannily like a dead fungus infested cave-dwelling animal, but tastes good once you've acquired the taste :)], and of course Apple liquors such as calvados and Pommeau. It's probably also where the commonly used expression "ah la vache!" comes from, somewhat translating into "holy cow!", because of the cows and all, you know… [The pictures to the left & right above are of Pointe du Grouin].

Overview of Trip:
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French Sunday Lunch: A 3-hour long lunch including: aperitif, appetizers [or as we say in Trini: "cutters"], main course, dessert, wine, champagne, family, friends-of-the-family, and a 2-hour long promenade [after-lunch-walk], on the cold beaches of Normandy. We actually swam there, that day, uncannily freezing.
La Baleine: A refreshing walk into the wilderness of the small village of La Baleine [the whale]: trees, cows, horses, rivers, small churches, English-country-side-houses, and an Andouillerie [a fumerie, where they smoke and cure pig intestines filled with chopped-up pig intestines and stomach, to create an appetizing "sausage" called "Andouille"].
Gavray's Sheep: I never really saw sheep like this until I came to Europe. Maïté's dad was trying to explain some stuff about them and the terrain around. The beaches just beyond actually look beautiful here.
Le Château de Fougères & Mont Saint-Michel: This day we visited a Medieval fort of Fougères and the famous Mont Saint-Michel. Fougères is a commune of the Ille-et-Vilaine department in Bretagne in north-western France. Here, a medieval fort is built atop a granite ledge, which was part of the ultimately unsuccessful defence system of the Duchy of Brittany against French aggression. Le Mont-Saint-Michel is a rocky tidal island and a commune in Normandy [this is often frowned upon by "Bretagnians"]. It is located approximately one kilometre off the country's north coast, at the mouth of the Couesnon River near Avranches. The population of the island is 41. On this day, we also visited the Pointe du Grouin [the rocky finger that points out and protects the entrance into the bay of Mont Saint Michel] and the picturesque fishing village of Cancale also known as the "oyster capital" of Brittany.
Chateau de Gavray: Basically it's not a castle, it's the ruins of a castle; I climbed all this to see some crumbled rocks; but the sunset and the stray dog we found were nice. On top of a steep-sided hill that dominates 'Vallées de la Sienne et de la Bérence', stood at an imposing medieval fortress: Le Château Ducal de Gavray. Its location at the crossroads of routes from Caen and Nord Cotentin, which led to the Mont Saint Michel and Brittany, was a strategic point of interest. It is why the Dukes of Normandy had chosen the site of Gavray as a seat of viscount and had established this castle, for military purposes.
Granville: Maïté drove us there: first time I saw her driving [manual car]. It's a nice port-town, where the beach tides recede super-fast and very far-out during daytime, and advance all the way up to the port-side at night. The old town of Granville preserves all the history of its military and religious past. The lower town was partly built on land reclaimed from the sea. The upper part of the old town is surrounded by ramparts from the fifteenth century. These are entered through the drawbridge [Grand'Porte], the bloody theatre of the "Siège des Vendéens" in 1793.

It was a very relaxing, inspiring, and well-deserved trip after a long and tiring thesis. It allowed me to discover another side of France: another landscape, another culture, another language, another history, and another adventure…

IAE Gala: Casino Royale!

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sat, 16 May 2009 08:04:00 +0000

It wasn’t my Gala, but I was invited. A large ‘ball’, a final year party for students of the master programs in IAE, organized by the BDE and held within the IAE compound itself!

The IAE Gala 2009, at first sounded like a really corny idea, but in the end it astounded me past anything I could imagine. The entire school complex was turned into multiple dance floors, each with a unique theme of its own. The entire party was named “Casino Royale”, and thus had the air of a casino theme.

The cafeteria had a dance-club-type atmosphere, with disco lights, a DJ and electronic music blasting throughout. The courtyard was turned into a concert-type environment with a live rock band performing throughout the night. The “bubble” or mezzanine/lobby was 80’s style with pop and dance music. The reception held the big bar with fairly affordable drinks [ranging from beer to whiskey to some weird green stuff].

One large classroom featured a live Jazz band with tall cocktail tables arranged for casual conversation. Finally the room next to it was the casino room, with a Roulette table and a Black Jack table, with actual casino staff teaching you how to play, and where you could actually win free drinks!

In all, it was nothing short of a great party: dancing, drinking, with my girlfriend, with past IAE friends [Emeline, Ewa, Taina], watching the drunken IAE bourgeoisie girls in their evening dresses; awesome night.

For more pictures, see:

IAE Gala: Casino Royale

Trekking Aix

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sun, 10 May 2009 11:50:00 +0000

In the month of May, Maïté and I suddenly had a realization of the short time that we had together before she left for Paris in the start of June. Thus we tried our best to visit as many places as possible, but failed. Ha-ha. So we spent some quality time in Aix instead, not so bad, considering that it’s quite the charming little city. Here are some recounts of things we did, along with the censored pictures.

Bulldogge [25 April]: Bulldogge, the best burger in Aix? Perhaps; quite a nice place, good food [and beer], with a familiar British theme . [Bulldogge Pictures].
Parc Jourdan [1 May]: The First of May [May Day] began with traditional Muguet de mai [Lily of the valley] flowers. We attempted to go to Arles, but missed the bus somehow and thus had to settle for Parc Jourdan, it's a nice park when you think about it. [Park Jourdan Pictures].
Sushi [1 May]: Later that night we had sushi at a restaurant on Cours Mirabeau, but surprisingly, it wasn't as good as my first sushi in Beni Hanna in Trinidad! [Sushi Pictures].
Puyricard [6 May]: A day at school, ending with a peaceful mid-summer's eve walk through the countryside of Puyricard. Old country roads, chateau's, blossoming roses, the works. [Puyricard Pictures].
Ice Cream [8 May]: On the promenade! [Ice Cream Pictures].
Ratatouille [8 May]: Traditional, home-cooked, very colourful, very French Ratatouille, made with love by ma copine :). [Ratatouille Pictures]
Marseille [9 May]: Just walking around Marseille, attempted to go to 'les calanques' but the bus was messed up, so we just went to 'la plage de catalan'. [Marseille Pictures].

Sunny-side-Aix: St. Victoire Encore

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sun, 05 Apr 2009 18:51:00 +0000

Wow! This weekend, I experienced the best weather since I've been here; it was so hot, and beautiful out, that we just had to do something. So Sunday morning, My GF and I decided to visit Mount St. Victoire.
Firstly, however we had the pleasure of:

having a Pizza Capri pizza [one of the best pizza's in Aix] – me: a "royale" [ham, mushrooms, tomatoes and cheese], and her: a "trois fromages" [three cheeses]. [location]
visiting the Sunday Food Market in Aix at Place Richelme [near Hotel de Ville] and having fresh strawberries.
having a Turkish tea in a traditional small tulip-shaped Turkish tea glass, and a Kebab at one of the better Turkish diners in Aix.
viewing part of the Carnival in Aix: it was much bigger than the Carnival in Vitrolles. What we saw was a huge parade of street dancers performing quite a dynamic and choreographed dance sequences to music that was a mix of Spanish, and some other things. The dancers were of varying ages, and it was quite different to see the streets of Aix so lively and vibrant.

We didn't have time to see the entire Carnival however, since we had to proceed to the highlight of the day – a trek up the gradual [and sometimes steep] slopes of the symbolic Montagne Sainte-Victoire of Aix-en-Provence. It was funny that every person we passed by on the way said "bonjour" to us, even though we never knew them before, it's just the polite nature of the French!
I've been here before, on this mountain, with Slavica, Blijana, Kris, Dawit; but this time it was with my GF, and certainly more romantic. With magnificent panoramic views, peaceful atmosphere, fresh provencial countryside air, warm sun comforted with cool winds – it was simply amazing. Ok, Ok, I know you people really don't care about my love life, so I'll try to refrain from posting these "lovey-dovey" posts again in the future.
Here's what they say about this peak on the tourism website of Aix:

Oriented east to west, this limestone range has a sheer drop down to the Arc basin on its south side, while the north side slopes gently in a series of limestone plateaux towards Durance Plain. There is a striking contrast between the bright red clay at the foot of the mountain and the white limestone of the high ridge, particularly between Le Tholonet and Puyloubier.

For more pictures, see:

Sunny-side Aix: St Victoire-Carnival

Carnival: Vitrolles

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sat, 07 Mar 2009 21:40:00 +0000

Well say 'goodbye' Netherlands, Dutch liberty, and rainy weather and 'hello' to the Côte d'Azur, Bouches-du-Rhone, warm ravishing weather, and les filles français! Yes, I chose to do my internship, my final thesis and complete my master programme in the charming city of Aix-en-Provence, France [more precisely Vitrolles, at an IT consultancy called Osiatis]. There were many valid reasons for the choice, aside from the weather, my French girlfriend [Maite], and learning a [useful] language; but I won't go into the gory, corporate details in such a social setting.
So I'm in France now, there's just such a magical feeling about it, with he vast landscape, the polite, friendly [beautiful] French people, and fresh [seemingly] unpolluted springtime air, and the oh-so accessible nature surrounding Aix. Contemplating what to do with our weekend [which dare not be wasted on petty work], we decided to go to my work-place city of Vitrolles for a traditional Carnival.
It was something quite culturally oriented and not "adult-oriented" as our Carnival in Trinidad. It was interesting, but lacked a certain, "je ne sais quoi"…perhaps alcohol, half naked people in costumes, hot weather, and blasting music and chaos! [See the video below on Trinidadian Carnival that has passed this year in February]. There was live jazz-type music by some of the players, and a few locals in costumes, not large but homely. In all, the day was enjoyable except for the fact that it ended in my 10th break up with my girlfriend, but, c'est la vie! [we're back together now by the way; sinusoidal relationships; *sigh*].
I've come to realise that European Carnivals [Maastricht's Carnival, Nice Carnival, Finnish Vappu Celebrations], will never be the same as the Carnival back home in Trinidad. They will always be some how more "sane", perhaps all have their own cultural aspects, but Trini-Carnival, is all about the fun, sun, and one-love! A time when all are together and united, and break free from social laws and norms and create a controlled and enjoyable chaos [or as we say "bacchanal"].
For more pictures of Vitrolles Carnival, see:

Carnival Vitrolles

Vitrolles Carnival [from the City website]:

All areas of Vitrolles will come alive on 7 March on the theme of imagination and dreams at the carnival organized by the City and the associations vitrollaises. The inhabitants of the Frescoule, embodied as gypsies, will join the city center to the edge of their "tank-trailer, under the orders and disorders of the" Emperor of the country trips." The program of this parade: gear wheels, oversized characters, waders, country, etc.. Les Pins, the Hermès Liourat and will not be left with their "Island of Dreams". Brazilian dance, African and capoeira are there. The inhabitants of the village, they trace the legend of Saint Anthony of Padua, the patron saint of rain for Vitrolles. Around Caramantran, theatrical tableaux, folk dances and music will be organized. Starting from 14h, on the place de Provence, where the final will take place in the parade, several activities will be introduced such as free riding school, a makeup workshop hosted by the municipal or ludothèque a bar held by the associations vitrollaises.

Now the real Trini-Carnival: remember the sun is hot, and people playing in costumes usually have access to a free bar with unlimited drinks, so they have no choice but to behave like this. :)

New Crazes in Life

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Fri, 30 Jan 2009 19:53:00 +0000

Suddenly I've found my new favourite craze drinks/cocktails in life. I never had a favourite drink really before, hopefully I'll find better ones as I try more. So here they are:

Nescafé Gold Café Mocca: One-third espresso, one-third hot chocolate, and one-third steamed milk. Try it yourself with NESCAFÉ Gold Mocca.
The infamous Gin & Tonic: dry, sweet, lemony taste. A gin and tonic is a highball cocktail made with gin and tonic water, usually garnished with a slice of lime or lemon and often served over ice.
Muscat dessert wines: Muscat grapes are used to make a variety of sweet dessert wines in various parts of the world. Typically, these are fortified wines, though some sweet late harvest and noble rot wines are also made from Muscat grapes. Muscat is often used as a sweet aperitif, and some varieties are used to make "sherry".
And Finally: Bacardi Lime [Mojito]: oh yeh!

Tonight, do the Mojito, with the refreshingly cool taste of the Barcardi Mojito!

Voilà! [I just felt like expressing this to the world].

Turkish Affinity: Hall of Fame

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Sun, 25 Jan 2009 16:10:00 +0000

It was the absolute last days of Tilburg and The Netherlands, the last weekend of my Dutch student life, and it was the best weekend spent there since we’ve been there. I must say it was somewhat of a weird yet enjoyable and culturally-explosive experience which I had on these two nights [Saturday and Sunday].

The evening began with meeting and dining with some mutual friends of Wasiq and I who happened to be Turkish. We ate, quite ironically [since Marcos was not there] and haphazardly [since the other restaurant we were going to was full], at a Mexican Restaurant in Tilburg Centre.

One of the girls we both knew, Buket, then took us afterward to an underground party! I cannot believe in our entire stay in Netherlands, this place existed and we never visited it! It was held in a messed up spray-painted graffiti-ridden place [which looked like an abandoned community centre].The name of the place was "Hall of Fame", and the party was "Terug Spoelen" [which means "rewind" in Dutch]

But wait! That’s not the weirdest part! Guess who we went with and got us in free? A 66 year old Dutch woman – Buket's "Landlady" – "Hanneke" - who drinks, smokes, stones-out-on-weed, and parties like she’s 20 years old! She was dancing with us and buying us drinks, she even invited us to her "secret basement" to do some "Shisha", however we didn't go that far. Everyone there were like moms and grannies, like really old people stoning-out and dancing and chilling. Buket, Wasiq and I were the only three people in there who were young [below 30].

Wait! There’s more! That’s not even touching the weirdest part of the night! When i went to the restroom, I met a girl from Berlin who is doing her Bachelor Degree in Circus Acts! Hahahaaha! Yes you read correctly: a Bachelors Degree in Circus Acts. WTH! how weird can you get...how much weirder can you get man? Please tell me something weirder than that! And I believed her too, since i actually knew the circus school she was talking about. But she was really cool, so I asked her: "Circus acts like standing on your hands and stuff? So can you show me some tricks?", she was willing to of course, but her response was "I would, but I’m just so insanely drunk and stoned right now, I just can't". Understandable, don’t you think? I think my next Degree will be in this.

On Sunday, after this crazy night, we relaxed with the Turkish girls at their place, in Stappegoorweg - with food & fondue, Shisha, Turkish tea, Turkish Coffee, and Turkish song [with a violin too]! It simply shocked me how much culture these girls had in them, how much they stuck to their culture and brought it out in song and enjoyment with each other. And I resent my own culture and hide it. I felt somewhat awakened, at the deepness to which their tradition lay, and how it brought them together. It was at that moment that I gained my fascination for Turkey and Turkish culture [I just didn't really care about it that much before]. It was at that moment that I realised why Wasiq was so drawn to this genre of people in all our adventures. It was at that moment that I gained my Turkish Affinity.

For more pictures, see:

Turkish Nights: Hall of Fame

Return to Aix [Again]: Shisha

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Wed, 21 Jan 2009 23:04:00 +0000

Well officially I’m the only one in my programme to return so many times to France since we’ve left. Once, when I was in Finland [to see Maïté]; another when I was in Netherlands [to pursue Maïté] after my trip to Ireland. And yet another time [this time] in the same semester with Wasiq [to drop off some of my luggage]. Yes, my third return to France!

Well Aix-en-Provence will never change, it remained the same charming little ville that I had left it to be. On this return however Wasiq and I, spent one night only; and spent it well in an amazing Shisha-Tea Bar [Salon de thé oriental] in the centre-ville called Sur la route de Samarkande.

Very oriental, charming, warm, and flavourful place: with teas I would never dream existed [well over 30 flavours in their menu], and the hugest Shisha pipe I’ve ever seen [not that I’ve seen that much in my life].

Of course the Shisha was used to smoke herbal fruits and not cannabis, since we were in France and no longer the “free” Netherlands [not that we smoke cannabis in Netherlands, just that it’s tolerated to do so there]. I can’t remember the name of tea I had, but it was some fusion of flavours that exploded in my mouth. Wasiq had gotten me into the “tea” culture a week before, so this was quite the treat for me.

And of course we were in good company of the girls: Wasiq’s Germany friend Rebecca, and my French friend Emeline [who we crashed by for the night]. Thanks Emmy!

For more pictures, see:

Return to Aix: Shisha

IMMIT Last Days: Tilburg

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Wed, 14 Jan 2009 13:42:00 +0000

It was the last days, in Tilburg, halfway between exams and our coordinators decided to have a farewell get-together for us. It would be the last time that we would all really be together as a group, since we were all parting our separate ways to do internships in one of the 3 countries in which we've studied.

IT was a nice evening, beginning with a 'clog' [traditional dutch wooden shoes] painting workshop, and ending with a nice dinner [with great wine], at a Dutch restaurant in the Tilburg City Center.

For more pictures, see:

IMMIT Farewell Party [courtesy Biljana]

New Years 2009: Amsterdam

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Wed, 31 Dec 2008 12:18:00 +0000

After Christmas, we began making plans, not for exams yet, but what was to be done for New Years Eve [or Old Years, as we call it in Trinidad]. Since the last year was spent lost in Helsinki, it was set that we'd lose ourselves in Amsterdam.

With Amsterdam being one of the "global playboys", like New York, London, etc; we expected that it would be one of the biggest New Years Celebrations in the World. :). It was Wasiq, Slavica, Biljana, their friend, Salman, and I on the train to Amsterdam; we met Ahmed and Marcos there. It was indeed an exciting scene in the Sin City [as my mom would say: a "Den of iniquity!". And what is better to break in the New Year in Amsterdam than with a bottle of rum [that Marcos brought from duty free]!

We walked around a bit, got totally wasted, went to KFC, sobered up, and then went out again in time for the break of the New Year. However, it [the fireworks] was not as grand as I expected, The fireworks was out, everyone screaming, happy, fun, random wild and drunk girls rushing up to you screaming happy new year, and then of course the city of Amsterdam announced quite diplomatically at 12:30 am: "Happy new year to all, now we would kindly appreciate if you could all clear the area and go home" ha-ha.

So we proceeded to a bar where we spent the rest of the night talking and waiting for our trains back home. So goes our New Years adventure, at least we didn't get lost this time..or did we? Can't remember :P

For more pictures, see:

New Years 2009: Amsterdam

Demolishing History

noreply@blogger.com (Jevin K. Ramjattan) — Fri, 26 Dec 2008 19:47:00 +0000

After experiencing so much culture, heritage, and historic architecture in Europe, I am almost jealous, and now seek out my own culture in Trinidad; and have a deeper appreciation for some of the historic artifacts and remnants of the Victorian era and colonial days. Even fountains, which I had previously ignored, are now apparent to me, and hold some artistic or historical relevance!

It has recently been brought to my attention that one of our very significant monuments, "The Boissiere House", is at stake of being demolished.

The Boissiere House is a prime example of the late Victorian creole "gingerbread" architecture that was once characteristic of Port of Spain. It is a landmark known to hundreds of thousands, and a national architectural treasure.

Please put forward your support in any way possible to help prevent this from happening. Click the image below for more information and to see how you can help.