the journey of Frida

Frida, our cute domestic and fluffy frog (which always follow us for travels) came out of the luggages in Lausanne to whisper me that she also wanted to show some of her pictures on the blog. Sooooo:

Here is Frida in great discussion with the horse of my Morin Khuur:

Frida was as cold as us at home. But she had a muffler, hopefully.

In Mongolia, Frida met her first boyfriend, Roméo:

She also met a lot of sheeps and goat, but riding them was more difficult than she thought.

So, she tried to make friend with the lovely reindeers:

Of course, Frida followed us in our journeys and didn't vomit after so many hours of car, bravo !

And there were also a lot of pleasures in our trips !

Frida enjoyed as much as us the huge space and landscapes of Mongolia ! She even got stuck in a bush after jumping on it !

Now it's time for her to take a real bath and leave all the dust of Mongolia. Welcome back to civilisation, Frida !

The horse-head dream

I fell in love with Mongolia 4 years ago when i heard the Morin Khuur (the mongolian cello, with horse head) in the Festival de la Musique in Geneva. I thought that i would go one day there to find this magical instrument.
So here am I and I never thought that it would happen ! So, with the precious help of Chimbat, musical director and teacher and one student of the musical academia of UB who tried many instruments, I could bring back my own morin khuur at "home".
Frida and Monga-chan tried to comunicate with the horse but it seems that only a bow can do it and make it sing...

Le Canada de Frida

Koz et moi n’étions pas les seuls à venir au Canada pour 4 mois. Nous avions en effet dans l’une des poches de nos valise une joyeuse petite grenouille poilue: Frida.
Frida nous a suivi dans presque toutes nos aventures :
Elle a découvert Montréal depuis le Mont Royal,…sans le moindre vertige !



Elle a fait un peu de musique selon ses quelques capacitées



Elle a découvert la joie des promenades dans le parc de la Gatineau



…avec ses magnifiques lacs



… ses champignons





Comme nous, elle s’est passionnée pour l’art inuit



Puis elle a été très heureuse d’accueillir de nouveaux amis



…même si certains étaient un peu dangereux



Enfin, elle a adoré faire l’ange dans la neige même si elle a du ensuite passer 4 heures devant une lampe pour reprendre un peu de chaleur.




Maintenant, au fond d’une valise, coincée entre des chaussettes et des pulls en laine, elle est un peu triste de quitter ce si beau pays…mais se réjouis évidemment de nous suivre dans nos prochaines aventures !