Friday, April 30, 2010
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Rosita's Farewell, my grandmother's false Amaicha, grandmothers are not placed jealous
The black came to 40
It's rare I go up
This because I like
Cafayate panic and madness (see the detail of the glass: I had spicy they give you to the sandwiches of breaded)
Ine and little Kate, the hippies inteletuales
My home yesterday, at the next surge put the pictures from today because I played with the connection time
Af Due Tomorrow White Cm And Cramps
Remus "For those who look without seeing, Earth is earth just "A. Summary
Cafayate. Today I opened my "travel diary" and I realized that for almost a week since I wrote. And if the day that I have gone there every day in the backpack for a week did not write, here in the blog that I have much less to hand write less frequently.
Then I came to the conclusion that I will have to resign myself to stop writing what daily and I'm dedicating myself to leave here, documents to share with everyone, some situations, the things that stand out or have more desire to have.
today to start then I will go to transcribe a part of my "travel diary" (do not know why I put quotation marks ha!):
A bite of breaded sandwiches, a drink of beer and writing.
I'm in San Carlos, a village twenty miles from Cafayate, which came through chance.
This morning I went out for a few laps with Candi, those around me to take Route 68 to Cafayate Salta joining. This route runs through the "Quebrada of Shells. "It is a ravine in the style Canyon (very bad to take the Grand Canyon as a comparison, but unfortunately I met him before this stream of movies and stuff). Along the creek will be appreciated, as mentioned the map, "natural monuments" (today I am in full with the quotes). They are rock formations shaped like things. Some are really similar to the object that they are named and some not so, I believe, some do not look at anything, that does not mean that the scenery is incredible, much more to La Renga ringing in the headphones with the letters accompanying each image that appears.
Today I took it easy. I stopped at every place I wanted to stop. Breath, I saw (see title of note and photo attached), I enjoyed and photographed in the style Japanese tourist. I walked down those roads so tempting that appear lost to the sides of the road, stopped to talk to people, listen, I traveled.
I did not notice the time, but I have started camping in Cafayate at 11 am maomeno. The time now is 16:30 and I'm here, in San Carlos. In a gallery of type "colonial", off the town square and looking at a street that seems to end up in the hills of the fund. The street is dirt, a tractor and washes ashore on the chap going by bike driving with one hand because the other has a very elaborate cake looks like apple or pear or something.
Monday, April 26, 2010
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photo Yupanqui lies
Photo 
Photo
Summary
My home in Tafi del Valle
Reaching Mollar
Indigenous Community "Casas Viejas"
Mollar 
down Desk a tree in rural school "Manuela Pedraza", Infiernillo
Sitting on Route 40, at the entrance to the Ruins of Quilmes
Quilmes Ruins
The "crazy" Paul and Ine
back with firewood for the pizza, the trunk was so large that seat was
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This town in the middle of the Valley Calchaquíes caught me.
all conditions were given to me to stay a few days rest here.
After two days of steady drizzle and heavy fog in Tafi del Valle, beautiful place, but never caught my attention, I managed to escape, and beyond the weather starting. Hard journey, a slope of 20 kms of mist that he saw no more than 5 meters, rain and debris into disrepair, but the black was the team on his shoulder and more than a few slips behind the wheel of the wet gravel , is banking that the slope is 20 kms climb 1000 meters. But as I said the boys were doing a asaado in Tafi before starting, after the "Little Hell" (3050 meters), the sun rises and said and done.
Infiernillo, leaving clouds
After this hostel in the middle of the mountains, the sun came out and started a slope in much better shape and with the best landscapes seen so far, a vast valley with mountains bathed in giant cacti. Immensity immensity that led us to this paradise in the middle of the valley. Amaicha.
The accommodation is turning out very cheap, is a campsite charge me five dollars and when I wake up or snack time Dona Rosita always surprises me with a good breakfast to pure matte and fresh toast milk, or whatever is in the moment, in exchange for a while chat, always very pleasant and entertaining.
other hand, in Tafi Sofi met Ine and they came here and I also had a group of people who had known a few days ago and I am sharing with all day every momento.Todos have the same idea I travel. They are stopping everyone at another campsite, but is two blocks from mine, so here we are in touch all the time.
We are giving a terrible Pansa. Since 8 is easier and cheaper to eat well, and for the peace of the family, we're doing.
The grilled pizzas last night
well as will not, maybe cancel the plan of the Valley of the Moon and go to these people to Salta. Cristian May 2 birthday and are having a good fuck in Cafayate and I do not want to lose.
I say goodbye and now another "input" I put a string of pictures so you can see a couple of places and people that I meet. Hugs from the valley. And keep in touch.
Sunday, April 25, 2010
Glory Hole Free Phone
Sacred Hearts Bleeding Hearts
by an ungrateful world
Of Divine Heart inhuman hearts you get
My broken heart ... Give me love to make
My crimes and ease ... Your divine
hearts.
In this cruel world with children. Used from trephine
old
Tortured, exploited and killed. Your hearts bleed ...
horror So, what is in the world.
Lord Jesus Christ, Son of the Father
Send now your Spirit over the earth.
Let the Holy Spirit dwells
In heart of all peoples,
To be preserved from corruption,
of disaster and war. Mrs.
That all peoples,
What once was Mary, be our advocate. Amen. + + +
Mercedes Ramos
by an ungrateful world
Of Divine Heart inhuman hearts you get
My broken heart ... Give me love to make
My crimes and ease ... Your divine
hearts.
In this cruel world with children. Used from trephine
old
Tortured, exploited and killed. Your hearts bleed ...
horror So, what is in the world.
Lord Jesus Christ, Son of the Father
Send now your Spirit over the earth.
Let the Holy Spirit dwells
In heart of all peoples,
To be preserved from corruption,
of disaster and war. Mrs.
That all peoples,
What once was Mary, be our advocate. Amen. + + +
Mercedes Ramos
Wednesday, April 21, 2010
What Doblood Banks Pay For Blood
Amaicha
arrive the day! Black came and started the show. The clothing was
gala, I changed shoes and took off nomas
We said goodbye to Mati and Meli, back to thank them all you got to wave around, and went on the road.
uffff! terrible, I imagined I would be good, but exceeded all expectations. The feeling of freedom that it feels to be uploaded in this crazy black, walking paths, viewing the incredible scenery, and does not compare with what he feels the crazy brave heart now I delete the name of the head and not I have much time to think because I closed the cyber.
The day was cloudy but motivated by the boot boys alike. No way orange, bit of drizzle when we entered the forest, but we barely got wet.
(The scenery is so incredible, I wanted to upload a video which is also the route but still do not know much about this)
After the forest came the prairies, was Heidi ran to appear, amazing. Had already been in these parts but I remember they were so so good (morning day and take pictures during the next connection the upload.
arrived at Tafi del Valle, medium altitude sickness, with a slight headache that kept me end to enjoy. I thought about direct send Amaicha which is cheaper, but the returns of Life took me to a very good campsite with a gorgeous view, so I decided to stay at least until tomorrow there.
pull me to sleep to see if I was going and when I woke up I had not happened but I saw this:
And I forget all the pain, altitude sickness, the fatigue of travel.
esoty here now, are closing the cyber me so I leave but I'll keep counting every time I can connect for a while. Salu friends! `
(sorry for the lack of accents, but the time I've logged more than half of what you spend on searching and not found)
See you next.
Monday, April 19, 2010
Sunday, April 18, 2010
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La Negra
As usual
Friends Club do not stop to amaze.
I'm here in San Miguel de Tucumán, Mati's house (the crazy one who painted the murals in the club) and Melissa, his wife.
After a long train ride and micro (derailed a freight train ahead of us and we spent a few buses because they could not continue in this way), I San Miguel where I said goodbye to my co-chair, Marcelo and Josephine (whom I will continue to see along the way because they have a similar idea to mine but leg) and I took a taxi to Mati and Meli, who welcomed me with a few pizzas paws, at home with face painting for kids in the neighborhood.
The train delays caused can not find the black on Saturday, I have to make time until Monday. Mati recontra drink and I offered that I stay here at home so far.
Very nice people, ate all day, I went walking around the center while Mati weapon its position in one of the main streets where they sell some T-shirts painted with different techniques (www.cycloideasrecauchutadas.blogspot.com) all very good.
I went home. I started cooking a new specialty stolen "no tent" (thanks Nuni), zucchini pie, by way of repayment of kindness. We ate like pigs and then talk, laugh and experiments with fire and mirrors until late at night.
Today Sunday, I woke up after about 12 hours of sleep, of course, not slept since Wednesday night maomeno, and went walking around the neighborhood. They told me to buy a cover for the back of Candi leg, so here Monday morning after we meet with "La Negra" I'm taking the doctor to stop me either arregladita to go on the road.
Monday or Tuesday I'll be going to the route for the first time.
I will tell you how it goes.
I'm going down Route 40 to La Rioja, if anyone knows of any data, and drink, send information. From already thank you very much everybody. Well folks
write well almost cortito and foot because there is not much to tell yet.
keep in touch and write me a titoviajero@gmail.com I'm going to go more than that of hotmail, which is crowded with mail invitations to parties, recitals and giladas of caralibro.
Everything fine here, full and happy.
news I hope all of you. Sallu 
Friends Club do not stop to amaze.
I'm here in San Miguel de Tucumán, Mati's house (the crazy one who painted the murals in the club) and Melissa, his wife.
After a long train ride and micro (derailed a freight train ahead of us and we spent a few buses because they could not continue in this way), I San Miguel where I said goodbye to my co-chair, Marcelo and Josephine (whom I will continue to see along the way because they have a similar idea to mine but leg) and I took a taxi to Mati and Meli, who welcomed me with a few pizzas paws, at home with face painting for kids in the neighborhood.
The train delays caused can not find the black on Saturday, I have to make time until Monday. Mati recontra drink and I offered that I stay here at home so far.
Very nice people, ate all day, I went walking around the center while Mati weapon its position in one of the main streets where they sell some T-shirts painted with different techniques (www.cycloideasrecauchutadas.blogspot.com) all very good.
I went home. I started cooking a new specialty stolen "no tent" (thanks Nuni), zucchini pie, by way of repayment of kindness. We ate like pigs and then talk, laugh and experiments with fire and mirrors until late at night.
Today Sunday, I woke up after about 12 hours of sleep, of course, not slept since Wednesday night maomeno, and went walking around the neighborhood. They told me to buy a cover for the back of Candi leg, so here Monday morning after we meet with "La Negra" I'm taking the doctor to stop me either arregladita to go on the road.
Monday or Tuesday I'll be going to the route for the first time.
I will tell you how it goes.
I'm going down Route 40 to La Rioja, if anyone knows of any data, and drink, send information. From already thank you very much everybody. Well folks
write well almost cortito and foot because there is not much to tell yet.
keep in touch and write me a titoviajero@gmail.com I'm going to go more than that of hotmail, which is crowded with mail invitations to parties, recitals and giladas of caralibro.
Everything fine here, full and happy.
news Monday, April 12, 2010
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Stop, rewind (or as they enter), play, stop, play, stop ... and I transcribe to see if I collect a few dollars more.
Three, four days before departure I'm pretty played with money. The dream of the tent and sleeping bag mountain diluted, now I only get to the camera to make it easier to remember the places I'm visiting, and dark glasses so the sun does not prevent me from absorbing for the 'eye' the incredible scenery surrounding the route of the beautiful northwest.
It is, I lack many things but with the help of many people reckon I'll get there. And if not, we'll see how everything is resolved and on the road. I'm still transcribe
. Perhaps the next post will be written from afar.
Thanks to Dr. Scholls for arming the blog, and the rest of the flia. and friends that I "second" all day.
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