another weird thing about montevideo is that they hardly have any traffic light for walkers, only those for the cars
and here i am, back from the most boring city i've ever been to: montevideo. i spent only one day there but it felt like three weeks. i roamed around the city, trying to find something interesting, in vain. i'm not sure whether the city is really boring in the first place or if i had bad luck but february is supposed to be an exciting month because of the carnival. still, since it rained most of the time, nothing took place. plus, most of the people i was confronted with looked so bored, especially the guy who worked at the tourism office, who was unable to tell anywhere special to go to (and when i say nowhere, it doesn't mean that he suggested places which i thought were not interesting, it means he couldn't suggest anything at all). however, astonishingly enough, i found an escape in this kingdom of boredom: as i was dragging my feet around the pavement, i spotted a star* and i decided to paparazzi her. so here are my shots. * montevideo people (i'm much too lazy right now to try to find the proper adjective for that) were amazed as we strolled around: everyone thought carine looked like naomi campbell. it looked as if she were the first real black person they'd ever seen.
another weird thing about montevideo is that they hardly have any traffic light for walkers, only those for the cars
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so many things to tell and so little time to do it: off to travel up north and down south so no time to stay online and tell stories no one cares about... i'll still take some time to write something and post a few things in the next few weeks but as i've been told: ''petit à petit, l'oiseau fait son lit'' (la même personne m'a aussi dit que ''les bons amis font les bonnes amitiés'' et m'a rapidement parlé de ses vacances de l'année dernière, au péru, où il a visité le fameux maïti putti...). to be continued... moodoscope: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=LrrGKR8Xii4
moodoscope: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=bCDIt50hRDs
jae woo, this post is for you. not only do you inspire me but thru me, you're slowly inspiring the whole world. i told you i'd make a star out of you! i've just received this image from a friend to whom i'd shown one of the pics i took on that very nice afternoon, and which would have been perfect had i had the time to change the focus. the light was just great at that precise moment and on that zebrapad. anyway, check herebelow what i've just got in my mailbox. gracias eze!! ow, and nothing to do with it all but i heard that the canadian girl who lived here until today (and who i suspect was the one who didn't lock the bathroom door) practises yoga; but not any kind of yoga: organic yoga!!! what is that supposed to be??? moodoscope: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nJqe0cULj6U
my god, i just woke up, wanted to go to the bathroom, opened the door and what? there's someone there, quickly standing up from the toilet and putting back her trousers up. there's a goddamn key on the door and there are five people living in the the house, so why do you think you might want to actually use the key, for god's sake?! so that's how my day starts. let's see what happens next... moodoscope: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=muDZD3wgoHI
back to the country where girls wear ugly hoof-like shoes and where women breast-feed their babies in the middle of the street, i realize how true it is that asian people's sweat doesn't smell, which implies that most of them don't wear deodorant or perfume. but here and now, it's buenos aires and it's summer time so people use and abuse those fragrances. between that artificial scent and the vietnamese – often stale – food odor, i'm not really sure which one i prefer. different smells, different lights, different atmospheres... whatever i do or choose, there's always something good happening so i never know if i should be sad because i missed something somewhere or happy because there's another great thing happening to me where it is that i am... so i'm a bit of both. nb: oye, andresito, reconoces de dónde saqué la foto??? eran las 3 de la madrugada, me desperté porque (otra vez) era victima de un ataque de mosquitos (je viens d'apprendre qu'en français canadien, 'moustique' se dit 'maringouin'! jejejeje!) y quise sacar una foto. então? moodoscope: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GXNd7f4jcVI&feature=related
i just discovered that eddie vedder, pearl jam's singer, composed 'into the wild' soundtrack. i haven't seen the movie but i heard the album. so for those who are interested, here's the opening song. muchas gracias ezequiel!!!! enjoy on my first day here, i already almost died. classic, you'll say, nothing too surprising there. it happened when i tried to cross the street the same way you do in vietnam, that is without using the traffic light. the thing is that i really thought i had enough time (i'm not that silly as to forget what traffic lights are for. my assessing skills, which were already lower than average, got even worse in two vietnamese months) but it was not so. anyway, i'm still alive, which gave me the opportunity to go back to that beloved buenos aires bank from where it's possible to withdraw cash with a credit card, a passport and no password (dear mother, i tried the password you sent me but it didn't work the first time so, since i know where the bank is and given that if my card gets swallowed by the stupid atm, i'm screwed, i didn't even try a second time... urmff!!). so, just in case you might need this, here is the bank you have to go to: banco piano, san martin 345 (1004), buenos aires. before dying, i'll briefly share a few more things about vietnam so for those who've never been there, you can have an idea as to what it's like, roughly... please note that the people showing in the frame are not included in the package. you'll have to find your own half-lemon fist-fucking-cat hater korean model massage junkie karaoke-goer buddies by yourself. moodoscope: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=63XFJnk-Nzk
han viajado a través del mundo: probablemente producidos en holanda, comprados en bélgica, viajaron hasta vietnam, parándose en parís. se quedaron dos meses en saigon, nguyễn thị minh khai 18bis, districto 1 y volaron hasta buenos aires parándose en kuala lumpur y cape town.
finalmente, son tuyos ernán: los napoleones!!! wouhouh!!! enjoy! sooooo... finally, i made it to my next stop, in spite of what the airport staff had told me - they didn't want to issue my ticket because i didn't have any ticket out of argentina. in the end, they gave it to me but said that i might have to pay up to 1000 dollars when going through migrations. i should have known that it was just cock-and-bull stories but last days in vietnam, sadness, tiredness, after effects of a massage (yes, i went to have a massage a few hours before i left. thank you diệp for that. it just ended up being the wrong massage. they probably dislocated something in my backbone so it's been hurting for... how long has it been since i left vietnam??? well, for that long...). apart from that, pretty good flight: last time, i briefly mentioned waiting for more than an hour for a chocolate milkshake. i didn't have to pay for this: the waiters let me go without paying, apologizing for letting me wait this long, while i really didn't care since i'd stayed there for more than two hours for the wifi anyway. then i got welcome to the waiting area by a bunch of middle-aged pervy malaysian who looked at me with a really lecherous look on their faces and some malay comments i'm happy i was not able to understand. and finally, i was not sitting next to anyone so that was good. there was just this chinese woman who didn't speak english at all so when they served our meals, she always shouted 'chicken' various times even before they'd said what they had in store, and when they came with drinks, it went the same with 'zumo, zumo, zumo!'. but apart from that, i even got an icecream and beer. the steward tried to get me drunk with those disgusting beers. i tried one and it was not good at all. but everytime he passed me, he looked at me with a big smile, saying: 'anything to drink? beer?' and always ended up being so disappointed because i refused... moodoscope: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=IGL-ojxKkTo
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