By Anne, Comtesse de Noailles, 2013-07-27
With a young & unexperienced king that can easily be influenced speculations occured as to who might be the chosen one to lead the council. As always, situations as this fire up people's imagination. As a result, it does not seem surprising that names of people keep being mentioned that were long thought to be "gone with the wind" (in other words taking a more or less voluntary break from politics on a remote country estate in the province).
As rats flee the sinking ship, also courtiers in view of a changing government have developed a very efficient strategy in order to save the privileges that had been bestowed onto them under the former government: Change sides and forget you ever knew certain personages or do whatever you can to sustain your own desirable candidates for the offices. Especially Mesdames (and among those the infamous Madame Adelaide) are said to wield enough influence over the young king in order to force their own will and interests on the new conseil des ministres. But the mischievous aunts are not the only ones who could have a hand in this match: The Duc d'Aiguillon, a member of the old government, is thought to have a particular interest in maintaining a more conservative council!
According to some sources, a number of honourable nobles have indeed requested the return of Machault , the comte de d'Arnouville once one of the most influential ministers under Louis XV's reign (Garde des sceaux de France, Contrleur gnral des finances and towards the end of his political career secrtaire d'tat la Marine) had been deposed in 1751 under the influence of the royal mistress la Marquise de Pompadour. The poor old man was obliged to leave Paris for his country estate where he would spend the next decades in solitude forgotten by the world that had once flattered and adored him. What a downfall!
Others call for the return of the Duc de Choiseul , champion of the Franco-Austrian Alliance. Dismissed on the insistance of Du Barry and d'Aiguillon, now there are hopes that the Queen, whose marriage the Duc was heavily involved in instrumenting, may champion his return to office. It is unknown yet to what extent her influence will be over King, only time will tell if she can initiate the return of this exiled minister.
As far as the Abb de Terray is concerned who has meanwhile already left Versailles, it is evident that the floor has become thin below his feet as everyone expects that his dismissal is only a matter of time! Luckily, his chteau on which he has been spending all his money for the last years will be of some comfort in these troublesome times!
For the rest, we are to wait anxiously for the news that are now coming in every day. Most certainly, the return of an "old friend" is more than worrisome news for some older courtiers among us!
As Aubign put it:
"En un petit esquif esperdu, malheureux,
Expos l'horreur de la mer enrage,
Je disputoy' le sort de ma vie engage,
Avecq' les tourbillons des bises outrageux.
Tout accourt ma mort: Orion pluvieux
Creve un deluge epais, et ma barque charge
De flotz avecq' ma vie estoit my submerge,
N'ayant autre secours que mon cry vers les cieux."
By Anne, Comtesse de Noailles, 2011-10-15
Hello to all,
thank you for taking an interest in this blog which was started by me, the comtesse de Noailles aka MJ, with the purpose to inform those interested about my journey to the far far east, the People's Republic of China.
First of all, let me explain to you my motivation to leave Europe and move to such a remote country as China. It has been my wish and dream for a while to take a break from my "normal" life in Germany, the daily routine, everything seemed to bore me and grew even more tiresome every day. A trip abroad came to mind first...but I did not think of China...I wanted to do what I always had in mind. To live and work in a museum in France, my favourite country in Europe. Everything seemed to work out - a lot of effort went into my application which was nearly 50 pages long (including documents and degrees, German and French version). Although the leader of the organisation who was supposed to organize the trip to Verdun where I would have worked in the Centre de la Paix had assured me that my application was by far the best the leaders of the museum decided to give a French student a chance...I received these news on my rl birthday. I was desperate and frustrated...given that I had spent so much time on this letter I was clearly disappointed. I tried to get in touch with another museum in the north - even no reply.
I actually wanted to give up at this point. I was sick and tired of writing applications nobody would even read. That was when I read about a project that had existed for several years...IN CHINA. They were in need of foreigner from Europe who speak English and would love to teach it at a middle school. This was my chance! I signed up for it immediately, went to a meeting, talked to the members of the organization, handed in my application - voil - I have lived here for more than 2 weeks and get used to the people's lifestyle step by step.
But let's start a bit earlier...
My flight to china went from Frankfurt to HongKong on the 30th August. Me and some other motivated teachers from Germany were to spend a few days in HongKong in order to "get used to the Chinese experience". I could harldy imagine how this could be challenging. I always envisioned HongKong as a high technology city - if you look at the photos of the skyline you really get that impression...So well we arrived in HongKong after an exhausting 12 hours flight...with bad food and very entertaining Chinese woman who sat next to me (at the beginning of the flight she took out her inflatable pillow that she would wear like a toby collar...and she NEVER took it off...even when she went to the toilet, she actually ate her food with it. Just SO hilarious, and she SNORED).
Considering that I was pretty jet lagged I was really looking forward to my bed...we got on the airport shuttle which drove us right to the city centre...underground. It was so cool I could not imagine how HOT it would be outside. When we got off the tube station to locate our hostel...that was literally like a slap in my face...the climate, the smell, the people and the buildings. Culture clash. Within a few seconds my image of China as a highly developped country had vanished!
Well, It is not like I expected really clean streets or houses...but frankly, there is a difference between what you see on photos and reality. reality stinks and its noisy.
Nonetheless, we spent a few lovely days in this city and could not wait to see the rest of the country. We hoped our flats would look like this top rated hostel in HongKong...BIG MISTAKE.
We arrived in Liuzhou, Guangxi in the middle of the night, stiffling air and many Chinese people who apparently spoke NO english and NEVER saw any human ebing with white skin and blonde hair!
The first night in my flat was just shocking for me..we had to deal with cockroaches, mosquitos and many more insects. I really wondered if I would be able to live in these conditions for a year. I expected dirt and this sort of climate...but at the point I realised what it actually means to leave behind your homecountry and your culture. I felt lost and lonely. No telephone, no internet and no way to get in touch with my loved ones and friends. What a start! I decided to go to bed and have some sweet dreams...
After a few minutes I felt something prickling along my feet and my legs....I removed the blankets and there were like 5 mosquitos and a few insects I have never seen in my life before! I screamed and hit them with one of those heavy travel guides until they seemed fairly dead...the next day my body was covered by dozen mosquito stings...what a lovely start I thought.
The following days were equally stressful...It took me a week to get used to the city and the environment. I am stunned by how well these people manage to live in this chaos...It really is human chaos. As a pedestrian you are not even safe on one of the pavements...motorbikes have got priority A anywshere you go.
There are also good news. I met a few Chinese people of my age who now consider me their friend...they invited me for dinners and one of them even to her wedding party!
The work at school is quite harsh but fun, considering that I deal with huge classes it is still very easy but I might get a mic like some other teachers, else I will lose my voice within a week I plan on going to a lovely village this weekend to dicover the sheer beauty of this province...so more to come soon!
There are still so many things I would like to write down and capture for you. Please just ask if you're curious. I will upload more photos soon as well, it just takes ages for them to load
15/09/2011: Second day at school was quite a success though teaching is difficult at times; classes range between 70 and 80 students. Tomorrow I have got 4 classes and then I am off for the weekend. I will go to Yangshuo...a beautiful region known for its high peaks and the river Li. Going to post photos upon my return on sunday!
20/09/2011: W hat an amazing weekend in the northern part of Guangxi! We went to Guilin by bus, stayed there for a night and then continued our journey to Yangshuo on a bamboo boat! Here we have the pictures! In Yangshuo we did an amazing bike tour, it rained like hell and I was not able to take pictures
TRIP TO NANNING
I decided to visit some friends in Nanning, the largest city in Guangxi and at the same time its provincial capital! Despite the rain we were able to take a tour to the lovely village Yangmei that is known for its overall rural and historical charm - it breathes the spirit of a long gone old china! Unfortunately, we were compelled to spend most of the time at home where we were safe from the unyielding rain that would last for more than 5 days
Oh and the other we went to the provincial museum to have a look at its tunning collection of porcelain from the various periods....The vases and bowls from the Qing dynasty are surely significant accounts of this country's excellent craftmanship! No photos unfortunately!
We also went to a French ptisserie - owned by a guy from la rochelle - where I was able to speak FRench again at last! We had some EUROPEAN pizza and some nice French desserts. yum yum. As you can tell this city is surprisingly international and I would encounter many people who spoke English or even one that studied French at the university :D
So here we have some snapshots
Apparently this temple was dedicated to a female poet whose whose arms and legs were chopped off for some reason...that woman was very well known in the region and is still worshipped by many loyal residents...and no this did not happen recently...apparently a few centuries ago. I also thinkt his story is creepy In fact they also had a statue of this woman where she had artificial arms and legs...apart from that the temple was destroyed during the cultural revolution - surprise surprise - and restored a few years ago by the people of the village.
I also got to eat some intestine, liver and liver that i ordered without knowing it :/ The small intestine looked like noodles on the pictures