tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-54916977374598243772023-01-04T12:45:06.220+01:00The Pea Green ProjectTraducción al inglés de algunos post de El Guisante Verde Project.El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.comBlogger65125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-86420959706478081152022-05-09T12:28:00.006+02:002022-05-09T13:53:56.075+02:00Uncle Tom Trail<div style="text-align: justify;"><span font-family:="" style="font-size: large;" verdana="">El <b>Servicio de Parques Nacionales</b> no recomienda realizar este sendero si se tienen problemas respiratorios o de corazón, aunque han tratado de facilitar en la manera de lo posible el acceso a todo el público. Por tanto, solo podemos recordar que es necesario seguir todas las indicaciones de los responsables del parque. A la hora de escribir estas líneas parece que el sendero se encuentra cerrado para su reconstrucción desde hace meses. Esperemos que, esta vez sí, las obras que se realicen lo pongan de nuevo en uso. En cualquier caso, <b>si en vuestra visita encontráis que el acceso no está permitido, no intentéis descender</b>. En caso de ceder la estructura, os quedaréis para siempre en Yellowstone (no es un mal lugar, también es cierto...).</span></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span font-family:="" style="font-size: large;" verdana="">Es necesario, también, tener en cuenta que los estadounidenses, probablemente debido a su sistema legal en el que es posible plantear demandas en los juzgados por asuntos que en Europa nos resultan inverosímiles, tienden a, en lo que a advertencias se refiere, ser extraordinariamente precavidos. No podemos evitar pensar en cuantos carteles y recomendaciones nos mostrarían en una ruta como la que lleva hasta '<b>El Faro del Caballo</b>', en Santoña, Cantabria. </span></div><br /> <div class="youtube-player" data-id="Yf8qJSYwSwc"></div><br /> <div style="text-align: justify;"><span font-family:="" style="font-size: large;" verdana="">De igual manera, aquellos que reseñan el sendero del Tío Tom (poco más de 1 km en total desde el parking), como un descenso vertiginoso y una agotadora subida, ¿que escribirían sobre la ruta de más de 8 km ida y vuelta, que conduce al faro cántabro y culmina en casi 1600 (800 en cada sentido) escalones irregulares y algunos de gran tamaño, si llegáis hasta el nivel del mar...? (Leer: '<a href="https://www.guisanteverdeproject.com/2016/07/ruta-el-faro-del-caballo-en-santona.html" target="_blank"><u>El Faro del Caballo en Santoña, un rompepiernas con encanto</u></a>')</span></div><br />El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-28647544308264391882010-04-13T13:16:00.015+02:002011-02-26T20:14:16.240+01:00The Enchanted Forest<span style="font-family: verdana;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WFS74GxUI/AAAAAAAACNc/vmSqET5hVds/s1600/bu01.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459916683613750594" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WFS74GxUI/AAAAAAAACNc/vmSqET5hVds/s320/bu01.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 156px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a>Close to <span style="color: red;">Coimbra</span>, there is a place known as "the enchanted forest”: the <span style="color: red;">Mata do Buçaco</span> that surprises us immediately.<br /><br />Its origin dates back to the sixth century, when a community of Benedictine monks stops in the valley; the land then passing into the hands of the Bishop of Coimbra, which, in the early seventeenth ceded it to the <em>Discalced Carmelites</em>, who built the monastery in 1628 . </span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Currently there are only the church, whose facade has three arches, the interior has a unique nave, the plant, latin cross, and the cloister, surrounded by the hotel.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WFaquxNnI/AAAAAAAACNk/6eI5XVkCSAg/s1600/bu02.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459916816450139762" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WFaquxNnI/AAAAAAAACNk/6eI5XVkCSAg/s320/bu02.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 146px;" /></a><br />The monks, in their eagerness to get a place for meditation and prayer, decided to build a stone wall of 5750 meters in length that defines the forest, and continue with the planting of exotic tree species, from the Portuguese colonies.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family: verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;"><div><div><div>Today, we can see more than seven hundred species of trees, in an area of 400 hectares. Unique species, which require travel around the world to contemplate: <em>Himalayan firs, Australian acacia, Japanese camphor, Brazilian araucaria, Caucasus cedar, eucalyptus from Tasmania, Pennsylvania ash, ginkgo biloba, Asian palm, Mexican pine, redwood, and American white cedar</em> ... Along with native trees and plant them in Europe: <em>cork, oak, beech, mastic, olive, elm, oak and yew</em>.<br /><br /><a name='more'></a><br /><div>The monks were of <span style="color: red;">Pope Gregory XV</span> in 1622 a papal bull forbidding the entry of women, neatly sidestepped when Queen Catherine, widow of Charles II of England, wanted to visit the Buçaco, opening a new door in the wall. Since then there is a third entry, called <em>Portas da Rainha</em>. Another bull of Pope Urban VII granted, and condemned to excommunication to those who cut down or degraded forest.<br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WHPmaYPYI/AAAAAAAACOM/HCOD57mCBwA/s1600/bu03.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459918825335569794" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WHPmaYPYI/AAAAAAAACOM/HCOD57mCBwA/s320/bu03.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 200px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 136px;" /></a>Between 1730 and 1750 they constructed eleven hermitages in the forest to live there in isolation, of which nine are still standing. The views obtained from their roofs are spectacular: all shades of green you can imagine, a dense, thick carpet that transports you to far-off places, and reminded us inevitably to the movie, "The Final Days of Eden. "<br /><br />Upon the abolition of religious orders on May 28, 1834, and the processes of secularization the Buçaco passed into the hands of the monarchy and the state, which continue with forestry work and increase their reputation with the construction of the palace.<br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WGHmVt2kI/AAAAAAAACN0/U2SivHqSqUs/s1600/bu04.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459917588365433410" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WGHmVt2kI/AAAAAAAACN0/U2SivHqSqUs/s320/bu04.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 134px;" /></a><br />Then also installed the ordeal, more than three kilometers, which today consists of twenty small chapels inside which the various stations are represented by figures modeled in clay, natural size.<br /><br />Much of the old convent was demolished in the early twentieth century to build a hunting lodge for the Portuguese royal family. Although the project took over the Italian Manini, also attended the architects Nicola Bigaglia, Manuel Joaquim Norte and José Alexandre Soares. After the First World War, and transformed into the Palace Hotel Buçaco, became a fashionable destination in Europe.<br /><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WIVu2SfVI/AAAAAAAACOU/9xaTStjZ4bg/s1600/bu05.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459920030190959954" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WIVu2SfVI/AAAAAAAACOU/9xaTStjZ4bg/s320/bu05.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: left; height: 104px; margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px;" /></a>It is made in <span style="color: red;">neo-Manueline sytle</span>, its outer structure in stone Anca, has reminiscent of Tower of Belem and also shows grounds of the cloister of the Jeronimos Monastery, and arabesques of the <span style="color: red;">Convent of Christ in Tomar</span>.<br /><br />Especially interesting is the south façade and its striking East gallery, with several scenes of the Portuguese epic.<br /><br />The hotel entrance was forbidden for "tourist", but true to our idea that at any hotel in the world can afford a coffee, changed our clothes in the car, because after the whole day touring the forest did not seem very proper to enter with boots and sticks, and headed for the entrance. We went with some apprehension by the goalkeepers, ask for a coffee, which was not no big deal, of course, and toured the different rooms, something that certainly worthwhile. </div><div><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WGUqVJzeI/AAAAAAAACOE/i4TlmjqzPc0/s1600/bu10.jpg"><img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5459917812775112162" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S8WGUqVJzeI/AAAAAAAACOE/i4TlmjqzPc0/s320/bu10.jpg" style="cursor: hand; float: right; height: 200px; margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 140px;" /></a><br />The sumptuous interior is decorated with tile panels, frescoes and paintings alluding to the time of the Portuguese discoveries Lusiads also the plays of Gil Vicente and the "Peninsular War" (War of Independence); sculptures by A. Gonçalves and Costa Mota; canvases by J.Vaz illustrating verses of the epic sea by Camões, the frescoes of A. Ramalho or the paintings of C. Reis.<br /><br />The furniture includes Portuguese pieces, Indo-Portuguese and Chinese, enhanced by the sumptuous upholstery. Also highlight the Moorish ceiling, the floor made with exotic woods and the Real Gallery.<br /><br />In short, an amazing place, little known outside of Portugal and is an encounter with a flora that can hardly be seen anywhere else.<br /><br />In our mountain blog, <a href="http://losthiking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Lost Hiking</a>, explains some of the routes and images that we do in this fantastic place, a new entry called "<a href="http://losthiking.blogspot.com/2009/06/mata-do-bucaco.html" target="_blank">Mata do Buçaco</a>."</div></div></div></div></span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0Portugal40.245991504199026 -7.9760742187538.149719504199027 -11.71142571875 42.342263504199025 -4.24072271875tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-85927697061533104272010-04-09T13:16:00.013+02:002010-04-09T14:35:45.685+02:00La Purisima Mission State Historic Park<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78SiKoUdUI/AAAAAAAACMM/AYkMo0aNndA/s1600/puri01%2Bcopia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78SiKoUdUI/AAAAAAAACMM/AYkMo0aNndA/s320/puri01%2Bcopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458101651574650178" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;">Missions left an indelible mark in California. This is reflected both in the presence of physical remains, as many places names.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">His memory and importance become apparent as we travel the state, we find fully restored old missions, ruins or neighborhoods such as in </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;">San Francisco</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">, called, precisely, </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;">Mission</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">, reminding that even today stands there. </span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78SnJOIMKI/AAAAAAAACMU/GVO3cvooe5E/s1600/puri%2Bcopia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78SnJOIMKI/AAAAAAAACMU/GVO3cvooe5E/s320/puri%2Bcopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458101737095704738" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">California's climate helps to the conservation of buildings, not its turbulent history, marked by numerous conflicts, which led to the virtual destruction of a large number of missions.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Today, however, are increasingly those that are restored, more or less correct, because have become a powerful tourist attraction.</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78Ss8tarTI/AAAAAAAACMc/qbNP3MeHU-Y/s1600/puri02%2Bcopia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78Ss8tarTI/AAAAAAAACMc/qbNP3MeHU-Y/s320/puri02%2Bcopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458101836816493874" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;">In this post we will write about a Mission, not as famous as the Carmel Mission, or San Luis Obispo, but much larger and more authentic: </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;">La Purisima Mission</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">.</span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78Ss8tarTI/AAAAAAAACMc/qbNP3MeHU-Y/s1600/puri02%2Bcopia.jpg"><br />At </a><a style="font-family: verdana;" href="http://www.lapurisimamission.org/" target="_blank">La Purisima Mission State Historic Park</a><span style="font-family: verdana;">, the time not only stops, but back, to 1820, thanks to restoration work carried out which have given the appearance that the mission had at that time.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Founded in 1787, is the eleventh of twenty-one missions established in California. La Purisima is part of the original "</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;">Camino Real</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">".</span><br /><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78SzliS2BI/AAAAAAAACMk/trvXy3fg8iI/s1600/puri03%2Bcopia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78SzliS2BI/AAAAAAAACMk/trvXy3fg8iI/s320/puri03%2Bcopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458101950854912018" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Spanish missionaries opened the way for the late </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">eighteenth century, from San Diego to Sonoma.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">The first mission was founded by Fray Junipero Serra in 1769, thus establishing the characteristics of a type of adobe construction that exists today on farms and neo-colonial estates.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78S6b64aaI/AAAAAAAACMs/-0R56aXfvns/s1600/puri04%2Bcopia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78S6b64aaI/AAAAAAAACMs/-0R56aXfvns/s320/puri04%2Bcopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458102068532767138" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;">Visiting these 21 missions that connects the road is one way to meet California.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">La Purisima is a magnificent place, and a key factor for its development was the presence of a water course, which enabled him to become a settlement of considerable size, being necessary to employ at least two and half hours to traverse it completely, without take account of the museum visit, the time to invest in photography, or dedicated to food.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">The feeling of authenticity we have from the start, as it will retain most of the buildings and restoration materials have been incorporated rescued from the ruins of the Mission as well as others from the area.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">They even restored the aqueduct and water system.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">It has also enabled a picnic area and a number of roads over 25 miles, which runs around to the delight of hikers. These roads also can travel on horseback.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">If we choose any of these forms of access, we must beware of rattlesnakes, which are protected species, and have their home there. It is advice that I give from my own experience.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78TMy8f1XI/AAAAAAAACM0/pkJCKnH2wPM/s1600/puri05%2Bcopia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S78TMy8f1XI/AAAAAAAACM0/pkJCKnH2wPM/s320/puri05%2Bcopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5458102383951205746" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;">Once inside the premises of the mission, looking out the different rooms becomes a journey through time, as they are very well stocked, both of furniture as objects of everyday life.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">The visit is pleasant and sheltered from the heat, which invited to do so without haste, stopping at the rooms, and, for many people is a reunion with lots of objects from his childhood.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-33890584307720319812010-04-07T09:50:00.000+02:002022-05-05T13:24:43.534+02:00The Colors of the Night<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sarG8ODZI/AAAAAAAACLU/O07-rEe5z0g/s1600/P6014458+copia%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sarG8ODZI/AAAAAAAACLU/O07-rEe5z0g/s200/P6014458+copia%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456984701389376914" border="0" /></a><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Este es el sugerente título de la Exposición dedicada a Van Gogh que nos hizo viajar a Amsterdam." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">This is the provocative title of the exhibition dedicated to V</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Este es el sugerente título de la Exposición dedicada a Van Gogh que nos hizo viajar a Amsterdam." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">a</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Este es el sugerente título de la Exposición dedicada a Van Gogh que nos hizo viajar a Amsterdam." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">n Gogh who made us travel to Amsterdam. </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="“A menudo me parece que la noche es mucho más viva y rica en colores que el día.”" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">"<span style="font-style: italic;">I often think the night is much more </span></span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="“A menudo me parece que la noche es mucho más viva y rica en colores que el día.”" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"><span style="font-style: italic;">vivid and rich in colors that day.</span>" </span><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="Vincent Van Gogh." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">Vincent Van Gogh. </span></span> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7savWZ7cAI/AAAAAAAACLc/PGJUinLA3T4/s1600/P6114496%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7savWZ7cAI/AAAAAAAACLc/PGJUinLA3T4/s200/P6114496%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456984774259994626" border="0" /></a><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="¡Cómo no emocionarse con la obra del holandés, que en sólo diez años avanzó en el estudio de la luz y de la técnica más que todos sus contemporáneos!." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">How not to get excited about the work of the Dutchm</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="¡Cómo no emocionarse con la obra del holandés, que 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hermano Theo, su admiración por Millet, Bretón…, la vida campesina," onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">The exhibition is a trip in itself, begins in 1880 and we can follow the evolution of Van </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Sólo la muestra es ya un viaje en sí misma, comienza en 1880 y seguimos la evolución de Vincent a través de los poemas que leía, la relación epistolar que mantuvo con su hermano Theo, su admiración por Millet, Bretón…, la vida campesina," onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">Gogh through the po</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Sólo la muestra es ya un viaje en sí misma, comienza en 1880 y seguimos la evolución de Vincent a través de los poemas que leía, la relación epistolar que mantuvo con su hermano Theo, su admiración por Millet, Bretón…, la vida campesina," onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">ems he read, the epistolary relationship he had </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Sólo la muestra es ya un viaje en sí misma, comienza en 1880 y seguimos la evolución de Vincent a través de los poemas que leía, la relación epistolar que mantuvo con su hermano Theo, su admiración por Millet, Bretón…, la vida campesina," onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">with his brother Theo, his admiration for Millet, Breton ... the country life, and </span><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="las dificultades de las clases sociales más desfavorecidas que refleja una y otra vez en bocetos previos a “Los comedores de patatas”." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">the difficulties of the lower social classes that</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="las dificultades de las clases sociales más desfavorecidas que refleja una y otra vez en bocetos previos a “Los comedores de patatas”." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"> reflecting one and again in </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="las dificultades de las clases sociales más desfavorecidas que refleja una y otra vez en bocetos previos a “Los comedores de patatas”." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">sketches </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="las dificultades de las clases sociales más desfavorecidas que refleja una y otra vez en bocetos previos a “Los comedores de patatas”." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">prior to "The Potato Eaters." </span></span> <span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Van Gogh quiso primero ser predicador, y llegó a regalar todas sus posesiones a aquellos que no tenían nada." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"> </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbCswhe0I/AAAAAAAACLk/zYYAwSuNQek/s1600/P6114498%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbCswhe0I/AAAAAAAACLk/zYYAwSuNQek/s200/P6114498%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456985106677857090" border="0" /></a><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Van Gogh quiso primero ser predicador, y llegó a regalar todas sus posesiones a aquellos que no tenían nada." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">At first Van Gogh wanted to be preacher, and came to give away all his </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Van Gogh quiso primero ser predicador, y llegó a regalar todas sus posesiones a aquellos que no tenían nada." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">possessions to those who had nothing. </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Van Gogh quiso primero ser predicador, y llegó a regalar todas sus posesiones a aquellos que no tenían nada." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"></span><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Su vida entera está en el filo, su extremada sensibilidad le lleva siempre al límite." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">His whole life is on the brink, </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="su extremada sensibilidad le lleva siempre al límite." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">his extreme sensitivity always leads him to the limit. </span></span> <span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La época que pasa en París es la irrupción de la luz, del color, Toulouse-Lautrec y Degas en sus dibujos; las estampas japonesas admiraban los impresionistas (pudimos ver varias obras de Hiroshige); Vincent prueba el puntillismo de Seurat, la “pintura" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"></span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La época que pasa en París es la irrupción de la luz, del color, Toulouse-Lautrec y Degas en sus dibujos; las estampas japonesas admiraban los impresionistas (pudimos ver varias obras de Hiroshige); Vincent prueba el puntillismo de Seurat, la “pintura" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">The tim</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La época que pasa en París es la irrupción de la luz, del color, Toulouse-Lautrec y Degas en sus dibujos; las estampas japonesas admiraban los impresionistas (pudimos ver varias obras de Hiroshige); Vincent prueba el puntillismo de Seurat, la “pintura" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">e that passes in Paris is th</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La época que pasa en París es la irrupción de la luz, del color, Toulouse-Lautrec y Degas en sus dibujos; las estampas japonesas admiraban los impresionistas (pudimos ver varias obras de Hiroshige); Vincent prueba el puntillismo de Seurat, la “pintura" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">e </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La época que pasa en París es la irrupción de la luz, del color, Toulouse-Lautrec y Degas en sus dibujos; las estampas japonesas admiraban los impresionistas (pudimos ver varias obras de Hiroshige); Vincent prueba el puntillismo de Seurat, la “pintura" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">emergence of light, color, Toulouse-Lautrec and Degas in his drawings; the Impressionists admired Japanese prints (we saw several works of Hiroshige). </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbGPwOFBI/AAAAAAAACLs/FEF-KnWbASQ/s1600/P5304255+copia%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbGPwOFBI/AAAAAAAACLs/FEF-KnWbASQ/s200/P5304255+copia%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456985167611434002" border="0" /></a><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La época que pasa en París es la irrupción de la luz, del color, Toulouse-Lautrec y Degas en sus dibujos; las estampas japonesas admiraban los impresionistas (pudimos ver varias obras de Hiroshige); Vincent prueba el puntillismo de Seurat, la “pintura" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">Vincent test pointillism of Seurat, "painting </span><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="de la imaginación” de Gauguin, los juegos de luz y sombra de Rembrandt…" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">of the imagination "of Gauguin, the mix of light and shade</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="de la imaginación” de Gauguin, los juegos de luz y sombra de Rembrandt…" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"> of Rembrandt ... </span></span> <span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="Sólo diez años en la vida de un hombre, hasta 1890, cuando Vincent decide dejar de ser una carga para su familia y se suicida, pero nosotros podríamos estar toda una vida contemplando sus trabajos." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"> </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="Sólo diez años en la vida de un hombre, hasta 1890, cuando Vincent decide dejar de ser una carga para su familia y se suicida, pero nosotros podríamos estar toda una vida contemplando sus trabajos." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">Only ten years in the life of a man, until 1890, when Vincent decides to stop being a burden to his family and commits suicide, but we could be a lifetime wat</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="Sólo diez años en la vida de un hombre, hasta 1890, cuando Vincent decide dejar de ser una carga para su familia y se suicida, pero nosotros podríamos estar toda una vida contemplando sus trabajos." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">ching his work. </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbfR8UivI/AAAAAAAACL0/0xQMw0CPvCA/s1600/P6114495%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 192px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbfR8UivI/AAAAAAAACL0/0xQMw0CPvCA/s200/P6114495%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456985597695789810" border="0" /></a><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Toda su obra es un homenaje a los pintores y creadores a quienes admira; el está obsesionado con las tonalidades de la luz, también con la luz nocturna.">All his work is a homage to the painters and artists he admires, he is obsessed with the colors of light, also with a night light.</span></span> <span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(235, 239, 249);" title="Sólo diez años en la vida de un hombre, hasta 1890, cuando Vincent decide dejar de ser una carga para su familia y se suicida, pero nosotros podríamos estar toda una vida contemplando sus trabajos." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"> </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="El hecho de poder ver en este viaje “Noche estrellada” la famosa obra expuesta en el MoMa, junto a “Carretera comarcal en la Provenza por la noche” procedente del museo Kröller-Muller, en Otterlo, y “Noche estrellada sobre el Ródano”">Being able to see on this trip "Starry Night" the famous work exhibited at </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="El hecho de poder ver en este viaje “Noche estrellada” la famosa obra expuesta en el MoMa, junto a “Carretera comarcal en la Provenza por la noche” procedente del museo Kröller-Muller, en Otterlo, y “Noche estrellada sobre el Ródano”">the MoMa, next to "Country road in Provence by night" from the Kröller-Muller M</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="El hecho de poder ver en este viaje “Noche estrellada” la famosa obra expuesta en el MoMa, junto a “Carretera comarcal en la Provenza por la noche” procedente del museo Kröller-Muller, en Otterlo, y “Noche estrellada sobre el Ródano”">useum in Otter</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="El hecho de poder ver en este viaje “Noche estrellada” la famosa obra expuesta en el MoMa, junto a “Carretera comarcal en la Provenza por la noche” procedente del museo Kröller-Muller, en Otterlo, y “Noche estrellada sobre el Ródano”">lo, and "Starry Night over the Rhone" </span><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title=", del Museo de Orsay, es algo que no olvidaremos nunca.">, from the Orsay Museum, is something we will never forget.</span></span> <span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La luna, la luz nocturna , las estrellas a las que Vincent compara con los puntos en un mapamundi nos muestran la obra de un soñador, de un adelantado a su época."> </span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbjETh87I/AAAAAAAACL8/_TA8ycL2Jeo/s1600/P5304267+copia%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 187px; height: 141px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbjETh87I/AAAAAAAACL8/_TA8ycL2Jeo/s200/P5304267+copia%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456985662754517938" border="0" /></a><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La luna, la luz nocturna , las estrellas a las que Vincent compara con los puntos en un mapamundi nos muestran la obra de un soñador, de un adelantado a su época.">The moon, the night light, the stars that Vincent compared with points on a world map show the work of a dreamer, </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La luna, la luz nocturna , las estrellas a las que Vincent compara con los puntos en un mapamundi nos muestran la obra de un soñador, de un adelantado a su época.">ahead of his time. </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Esta ha sido la excusa de nuestra escapada a la ciudad de los canales, que El Guisante Verde Project ha exprimido al máximo; hemos probado la White Beer en las terrazas con una luz esplendida.">This has been the exc</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Esta ha sido la excusa de nuestra escapada a la ciudad de los canales, que El Guisante Verde Project ha exprimido al máximo; hemos probado la White Beer en las terrazas con una luz esplendida.">use for our trip to the</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Esta ha sido la excusa de nuestra escapada a la ciudad de los canales, que El Guisante Verde Project ha exprimido al máximo; hemos probado la White Beer en las terrazas con una luz esplendida."> city of canals, which The Pea Green Project has sque</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Esta ha sido la excusa de nuestra escapada a la ciudad de los canales, que El Guisante Verde Project ha exprimido al máximo; hemos probado la White Beer en las terrazas con una luz esplendida.">ezed the most.</span></span> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbnKupb8I/AAAAAAAACME/SojfSYwIFBw/s1600/P5294072+copia%5B1%5D.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 178px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sbnKupb8I/AAAAAAAACME/SojfSYwIFBw/s200/P5294072+copia%5B1%5D.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456985733198344130" border="0" /></a><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Esta ha sido la excusa de nuestra escapada a la ciudad de los canales, que El Guisante Verde Project ha exprimido al máximo; hemos probado la White Beer en las terrazas con una luz esplendida.">We have tested the White Beer on the terrace with a splendid light; </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Hemos probado una de las mejores tartas de manzana de la ciudad, en Villa Zeezicht, y las delicias del Pancake Bakery.">one of the best apple pies in the city, Villa Zeezicht, and the delights of the Pancake Bakery.</span></span> <span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Nos hemos dejado ver junto a guapos holandeses en otra noche estrellada, esta vez junto a la Westerkerk, en un local de moda: el Werck, y hemos recorrido un importante número de los más de 1200 puentes que posee esta ciudad."> </span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Nos hemos dejado ver junto a guapos holandeses en otra noche estrellada, esta vez junto a la Westerkerk, en un local de moda: el Werck, y hemos recorrido un importante número de los más de 1200 puentes que posee esta ciudad.">We have allowed ourselves to see with handsome Netherlands in an</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Nos hemos dejado ver junto a guapos holandeses en otra noche estrellada, esta vez junto a la Westerkerk, en un local de moda: el Werck, y hemos recorrido un importante número de los más de 1200 puentes que posee esta ciudad.">other starry night, this time close up the Westerkerk in a local fashion: the W</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Nos hemos dejado ver junto a guapos holandeses en otra noche estrellada, esta vez junto a la Westerkerk, en un local de moda: el Werck, y hemos recorrido un importante número de los más de 1200 puentes que posee esta ciudad.">erck, and we have come a significant number of the more than 1,200 bridges that owns this town. </span></span> <span id="result_box" class="long_text" style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Esta ha sido la excusa de nuestra escapada a la ciudad de los canales, que El Guisante Verde Project ha exprimido al máximo; hemos probado la White Beer en las terrazas con una luz esplendida."> </span></span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-64031795205664453322010-04-06T12:11:00.006+02:002010-04-06T12:38:00.685+02:00The Winter in Lisbon by Antonio Muñoz Molina<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sOOxOMMXI/AAAAAAAACK8/h9aZw8eeKYU/s1600/P6074487.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sOOxOMMXI/AAAAAAAACK8/h9aZw8eeKYU/s200/P6074487.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456971020383302002" border="0" /></a><br /><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title=""-Pero un músico sabe que el pasado no existe… Esos que pintan o escriben no hacen más que acumular pasado sobre sus hombros, palabras o cuadros. Un músico siempre está en el vacío. Su música deja de existir justo en el instante en que" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"><span style="font-style: italic;">- "But a musician knows that the past does not exist ... Those who paint or write merely to</span></span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title=""-Pero un músico sabe que el pasado no existe… Esos que pintan o escriben no hacen más que acumular pasado sobre sus hombros, palabras o cuadros. Un músico siempre está en el vacío. Su música deja de existir justo en el instante en que" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"><span style="font-style: italic;"> </span></span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title=""-Pero un músico sabe que el pasado no existe… Esos que pintan o escriben no hacen más que acumular pasado sobre sus hombros, palabras o cuadros. Un músico siempre está en el vacío. Su música deja de existir justo en el instante en que" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"><span style="font-style: italic;">accumulate past on his shoulders, words or pictures. A musician is always in a vacuum. The music ceases to exist just at the moment </span></span><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="ha terminado de tocarla. Es el puro presente."" onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'"><span style="font-style: italic;">finished touch. It is the pure present. "<br /><br />Antonio Muñoz Molina, The Winter in Lisbon<br /><br /></span></span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Pienso, mientras leo este libro, en las sensaciones que nos invadieron en el Dizzy´s Club de New York." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">I think, as I read this book on the feelings that invaded our hearts at <a href="http://www.jalc.org/" target="_blank">Dizzy's Club</a> of New York. </span><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="En la mítica Broadway, a la altura de Columbus Circle, el Lincoln Center ofrece el mejor jazz." onmouseover="this.style.backgroundColor='#ebeff9'" onmouseout="this.style.backgroundColor='#fff'">In the mythical Broadway, at the height of Columbus Circle, Lincoln Center offers the best jazz. </span></span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sOWE4-qyI/AAAAAAAACLE/hB266ormBwA/s1600/P6074485.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 118px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sOWE4-qyI/AAAAAAAACLE/hB266ormBwA/s200/P6074485.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456971145922128674" border="0" /></a><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="El legendario saxofonista, Lee Konitz, acompañado por Peter Berstein, Ray Drummond y Matt Wilson, entre otros; el "Dizzy's Cosmopolitan", con ron de vainilla, llenando las copas; la sorpresa al comprobar que una diminuta asiática haga sonar de esa forma el">The legendary saxophonist <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Lee Konitz</span>, accompanied by Peter Bernstein, Ray Drummond and Matt Wilson, among others; the "Dizzy's Cosmopolitan" with vanilla's rum made, filling the cups; the surprise to find that a tiny Asian woman do sound like that on the </span><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="saxo, una sala a media luz, el público entregado, los rascacielos como fondo de la escena, la impresión de estar soñando, de no estar realmente allí.">sax; a dimly lit room; the audience delivered, the skyscrapers in the background of the scene, the impre</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="saxo, una sala a media luz, el público entregado, los rascacielos como fondo de la escena, la impresión de estar soñando, de no estar realmente allí.">ssion must be dreaming, that we are not really there.</span></span><br /><br /><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="El jazz, el bourbon, el humo, la mujer fatal, y tres ciudades imaginadas, que no reales - Madrid, San Sebastian, Lisboa- , son el trasfondo de esta novela, cine negro por escrito.">Jazz, bourbon, smoke, the femme fatale, and three not-real cities but imagined, Madrid, San Sebastian, Lisbon, are the background of this novel, black cinema in words.<br /><br /></span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="La obra fue llevada a la pantalla , y en ella participó el trompetista Dizzy Gillespie, como podéis ver en este excelente post del Blog "Jazz, ese ruido".">The work was brought to the screen, and was attended by the trumpeter Dizzy Gillespie, as you can see in this excellent blog post of "<a href="http://jazzeseruido.blogspot.com/2007/05/el-invierno-en-lisboa.html" target="_blank">Jazz, that noise</a>."<br /></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sOaK9hqyI/AAAAAAAACLM/6ZaN_IFT5mY/s1600/P6074486.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 160px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7sOaK9hqyI/AAAAAAAACLM/6ZaN_IFT5mY/s200/P6074486.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5456971216271289122" border="0" /></a><br /><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title=""Tocaban solos él y Billy Swann: la ausencia del contrabajo y de la batería daba a su música, a su soledad en el angosto escenario del Lady Bird, una cualidad despojada y abstracta, como la de un dibujo cubista resuelto sólo con el lapiz."><span style="font-style: italic;">"They played just him and Billy Swann: the lack of bass and drums gave his music, his loneliness in the narrow stage of Lady Bird, a stripped and abstract quality, like a Cubist drawing solved only with a pencil."</span><br /><br /><br /></span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Es una novela predecible, llena de tópicos, donde yo descubro las pinceladas del futuro Molina, descripciones que, años más tarde, deslumbrarán en "Ventanas de Manhattan", ciudades y personajes fantasma; yo entro en el libro añorando la blanca Lisboa y me encuentro">This is a predictable novel, full of topics, where I discover the strokes of the future</span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="Es una novela predecible, llena de tópicos, donde yo descubro las pinceladas del futuro Molina, descripciones que, años más tarde, deslumbrarán en "Ventanas de Manhattan", ciudades y personajes fantasma; yo entro en el libro añorando la blanca Lisboa y me encuentro"> Molina; descriptions that, years later, dazzle in "<span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Windows of Manhattan</span>"; towns and ghost characters. I entered in the book longing for the white Lisbon and find myself </span><span title="en la noche de los cuadros de Hopper.">on the night of <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Hopper's paintings</span>.</span></span><br /><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title=""Tocaban solos él y Billy Swann: la ausencia del contrabajo y de la batería daba a su música, a su soledad en el angosto escenario del Lady Bird, una cualidad despojada y abstracta, como la de un dibujo cubista resuelto sólo con el lapiz."></span></span><span id="result_box" class="long_text"><span style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255);" title="El jazz, el bourbon, el humo, la mujer fatal, y tres ciudades imaginadas, que no reales - Madrid, San Sebastian, Lisboa- , son el trasfondo de esta novela, cine negro por escrito."></span></span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-49655019724499496682010-03-29T13:19:00.011+02:002010-03-29T13:53:54.998+02:00On the banks of the Bosphorus II<div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CSLPfle2I/AAAAAAAACIE/ldpenzQBHno/s1600/01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; float: left; height: 185px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454019870580898658" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CSLPfle2I/AAAAAAAACIE/ldpenzQBHno/s200/01.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">"<span style="font-style: italic;">The evening wraps Beylerbé Palace. A cold dampness rising from the Bosphorus and the shadows invade the living room of the Sultana Valida. Instinctively, women have to whisper.</span></span> <div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" ><br />On tiptoe, the slaves </span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >make their way to light the candles of green glass chandeliers that, placed in the four corners of the room, looks like large leafy trees</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">.</span>"<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Kenizé Mourad "On behalf of the dead princess"<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CSRbs2t9I/AAAAAAAACIM/MdfUSq1sjBc/s1600/02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 144px; float: right; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454019976936994770" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CSRbs2t9I/AAAAAAAACIM/MdfUSq1sjBc/s200/02.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The golden age of Ottoman civilization is being held within the walls of <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Topkapi Palace</span>, where even seems hear the bustle of the court</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> of the sultans and sultanas, the illuminators to illuminate his work busily, the rustle of silk on the bodies ; the smells ..., attached to the wood, soil, ointments, oils, perfumes of the slaves and ladies of the palace, the refining and even cruelty are living in their lobbies and corridors.<br /><br />All these feelings that fascinated Europeans of the tim</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">e, also invade us and fascinate us centuries later.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CSYESoZRI/AAAAAAAACIU/1rfgRWQF9VI/s1600/03.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; float: left; height: 134px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454020090912072978" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CSYESoZRI/AAAAAAAACIU/1rfgRWQF9VI/s200/03.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Inside the pal</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ace there is a place that often, and making a big mistake, is seen in haste, if not omitted, although its walls is more than any other place wher</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">e time seems to stand still: the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Harem</span>.<br /><br />Created as a simple set of wooden pavilions at the time of Suleiman and his beloved Roxanne, today is a labyrinth of courtyards, rooms, corridors, bathrooms, bedrooms and dungeons, which brings together the essence of Topkapi. </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CSfrE-PBI/AAAAAAAACIc/W2-X2SWhUoA/s1600/04.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px; float: right; height: 140px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454020221582851090" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CSfrE-PBI/AAAAAAAACIc/W2-X2SWhUoA/s200/04.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A large part of the harem is decorated with beautiful Iznik pottery and along its corridors, sometimes in darkness, their salons, where light filters through </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">skylights and blinds, it is inevitable to try to imagine what the lives of their inhabitants.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CS6MszwSI/AAAAAAAACIk/-ettYa68LUc/s1600/05.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 124px; float: left; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454020677284905250" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CS6MszwSI/AAAAAAAACIk/-ettYa68LUc/s200/05.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">A self-contain</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ed world with its own leaders and outcasts, intrigues and conspiracies, simple stories too, of those that only trying to survive.<br /></span><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CS_uNVleI/AAAAAAAACIs/oWv3biRMTzg/s1600/06.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 96px; float: right; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5454020772179056098" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/S7CS_uNVleI/AAAAAAAACIs/oWv3biRMTzg/s200/06.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A place where hopes were born and died every day, sacrifice for the benefit of the family who stayed behind made it more bearable the confinement in that prison of gold. A world organized to the point where each person had their role to be played until the end.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">For us, that we visit, things are quite different; within the harem we're fascinated at the extravagance of rich decoration, the Turkish baroque and rococo, and is without doubt an essential place of the visit, not and Topkapi Palace, but of the Istanbul.</span></div><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-1806812319858429602009-11-25T13:38:00.010+01:002009-11-25T14:08:35.329+01:00Livraria Lello & Irmao<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qEeMMOpI/AAAAAAAAB3c/nUfI_q_6KiY/s1600/a1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 138px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qEeMMOpI/AAAAAAAAB3c/nUfI_q_6KiY/s200/a1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408024983853873810" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">The books were our first travel fellows, in fact, started traveling</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> with them, reading </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">their pages, imagining that we were the protagonists, feeling like t</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">he author himself, the </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">magic of words.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Perhaps that is why, in our travels we always look "real" spaces in which to dwell for a </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">moment, surrounded </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qKPq3OkI/AAAAAAAAB3k/JPs72vkqHzY/s1600/a2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qKPq3OkI/AAAAAAAAB3k/JPs72vkqHzY/s200/a2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408025083035204162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">by books written in other languages and read by people of diff</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">erent cultures, but all united in a commo</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">n quest, which is simply , knowledge sharing, knowing glances and even surprised to find </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">who does not expect foreigners in such places, buildings </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">constructed to hold treasures of literature, or </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">simply bookstores.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qRMwtTAI/AAAAAAAAB3s/r08_JJGcUjA/s1600/a3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 124px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qRMwtTAI/AAAAAAAAB3s/r08_JJGcUjA/s200/a3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408025202513497090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">At 144, Rua das Carmelitas, Porto, Portugal, is one of those places. A place full of history, memories, stories, great moments, authors, readers, curious, </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">and especially books.<br /><br />The <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Livraria Lello & Irmao</span> is a building built speci</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">f</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ically for library, and was inaugurated on January 13, 1906. His style, neo Gothic, makes it, for many the most beautiful bookstore in the world.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qXg4ItNI/AAAAAAAAB30/5ln0ZhTybZc/s1600/a4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qXg4ItNI/AAAAAAAAB30/5ln0ZhTybZc/s200/a4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408025310992577746" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">In its magnificent facade, on both sides of the large center window we see two figures representing <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Art</span> and <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Science</span>, which is already a de</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">claration of intentions, and remind us that both conc</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">epts are not opposites but complementary. Too bad the curriculum developers have forgotten.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0r5VFYHnI/AAAAAAAAB4U/9gomdHFcNSc/s1600/a5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 192px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0r5VFYHnI/AAAAAAAAB4U/9gomdHFcNSc/s200/a5.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408026991454068338" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">The interior decoration, made in wood, leaves you </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">amazed from the start. The staircase is undoubtedly the most prominent feature, since the entire layout of the room leads to it. Decor is amazing, the red color of its steps, and at least to us, their small size, because the pictures make it appear much larger. In this sense, it resembles the <span style="font-style: italic;">Staircase of the Laurentian Library</span>, by <span style="font-style: italic;">Michelangelo</span>.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />Since the pillars of the hall, the great names of Portuguese literature are looking us, <span style="font-style: italic;">Eça de Queiroz, Camilo Castelo Branco, Antero de Quental, Tomás Ribeiro, Teófilo Braga</span> and <span style="font-style: italic;">Guerra Junqueiro</span>.</span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qgVoobfI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ExR083gQblg/s1600/a6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 164px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qgVoobfI/AAAAAAAAB4E/ExR083gQblg/s200/a6.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408025462593580530" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qk2nWvEI/AAAAAAAAB4M/KAt1WTGvZIQ/s1600/a7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 126px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sw0qk2nWvEI/AAAAAAAAB4M/KAt1WTGvZIQ/s200/a7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5408025540166073410" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Already in the upper deck, we admire the central window, the chandeliers, staircase, and the comings and </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">goings of customers; smell the coffee, we sat down and time becomes more human, forgetting the rush.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Probably, today the impact for its appearance on the big screen, his character will be distorted somewhat. However, if Porto is your fate now, seek, stop and enjoy what it is: a magnificent library.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-77541467322554678232009-11-23T12:56:00.013+01:002009-11-23T13:53:10.372+01:00Shoshone Point<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp-2u_kHPI/AAAAAAAAB2s/OSxIYdhfBnQ/s1600/aaaaa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp-2u_kHPI/AAAAAAAAB2s/OSxIYdhfBnQ/s400/aaaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407273781404376306" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Surely there will be few, or perhaps any other trails in the Grand Canyon with an effort-outcome relationship as </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">magnificent as the path that leads to <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Shoshone Poi</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">nt</span>.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Tours of the Grand Canyon, is </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">in</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> fact the Nati</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">onal Park itself is organized and is divided into two zones, the <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">Sou</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">th Rim</span> and <span style="color: rgb(255, 102, 102);">North Rim</span>.<br /><br />The first is the best known of the two, most tourist operations, </span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp6XOUqbpI/AAAAAAAAB2E/OAzp14qzVi4/s1600/aa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp6XOUqbpI/AAAAAAAAB2E/OAzp14qzVi4/s400/aa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407268842012044946" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">and the most conditioning.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">All the South Rim is full of <span style="font-style: italic;">View Points</span>, which are truly spectacular, require no effort, except for be</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ing able to find parking at times of bigger audiences and raise and lower </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">the car.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp7G8Wu14I/AAAAAAAAB2M/YXMHgM_WsEA/s1600/aaa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp7G8Wu14I/AAAAAAAAB2M/YXMHgM_WsEA/s400/aaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407269661822605186" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Then there are th</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">e trails, marked trails running through the park, and that this time yes they require both physical</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> and psychological preparation, with an amazing exception: Shoshone Point.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">It is a journey of about two mile</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">s, with an estimated duration of 40 to 60 minut</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">es, with virtually no gap, so its score is, rightly, easy path.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Most of the view points along the South Rim, offered a similar view, and do not allow calm and quiet look of the immensity of the Grand Canyon. <span style="font-family:verdana;">This tour, makes it possible, and is an excellent observation point for planning</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> several trips much more demanding, as the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Gran</span></span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">d View</span>.<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp-yuUqhTI/AAAAAAAAB2k/XCokpvy2kjA/s1600/aaaa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp-yuUqhTI/AAAAAAAAB2k/XCokpvy2kjA/s400/aaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407273712504964402" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This little path that does not even appear in</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> many guidebooks, it is not signposted at the entrance.<br /><br />We start from Grand Canyon Village, the Desert View Drive, we must stop the vehicle and internally by a unmarked path, being necessary to get a guide where you see this path, and request information at the places provided for it in the park.<br /><br />We use the excellent guide, <span style="font-weight: bold;">Hiking Grand Canyon</span>, (which we'll talk soon in our blog <a style="color: rgb(51, 51, 255);" href="http://losthiking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Lost Hiking</a>), b</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">y Ron Adkison, published by Falcon, and we had no problems in finding the path.<br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">After a walk among the pines, and suddenly you arrive at the brink, and that, by itself, is leave you breathless.<br /><br />Walking parallel to the building came to Shoshone Point, and there we find it incredible to have these views with so little e</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">ffort, especially after having done the difficult <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Tanner Trail</span>.<br /><br /></span></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp5tp_6hbI/AAAAAAAAB18/v1PiUgEoEO4/s1600/a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp5tp_6hbI/AAAAAAAAB18/v1PiUgEoEO4/s400/a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407268127886706098" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">The <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">sunset</span> is surely the magical time to enjoy the Shoshone Point, you can sit on the edge of the cliff, watching the Colorado r</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">iver-something not usually get elsewhere, and as the light changes the landscape, highlighting ways and colors.<br /></span></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Before you show the South Rim at its best, the Hance Rapids, the Tapeats, the Desert View Watchtower, and even the Marble Platform and the Echo Cliffs.<br /><br />Closer to see the bulk of the Vishnu Temple, we can fix Powell Plateau, Cape Royal and Point Sublime, with Wotans Trone.Also observed Horseshoe Mesa, Sinking Ship, Coronado Butte ... </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp-8-rvGkI/AAAAAAAAB20/a1tMTdXyux0/s1600/aaaaaa.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Swp-8-rvGkI/AAAAAAAAB20/a1tMTdXyux0/s400/aaaaaa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5407273888695392834" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Many roads running through the Grand Canyon are tough, rugged, mostly without water, and loneliness is sometimes overwhelming.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">It is a wonderful experience.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-46946823828952079442009-09-08T13:27:00.014+02:002009-09-22T09:57:16.706+02:00Chengde, Imperial Garden<span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh-thmGItI/AAAAAAAABs4/_vbzMg9Rqm4/s1600-h/uno.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384192675098796754" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh-thmGItI/AAAAAAAABs4/_vbzMg9Rqm4/s200/uno.jpg" /></a>It is very common, to chat about the places we visited in China and when we say, <span style="color:#ff0000;">Chengde</span>, people think of Chengdu, a city better known.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">When we started planning the trip, it was clear we would visit a few places, we’re talking about a continent!, and that we would try out some of the conventional views, although, of course, there are places that are a must, always considering that we move in a small area.</span><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh_BPAl-fI/AAAAAAAABtA/rTQiSmASjus/s1600-h/dos.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384193013707045362" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh_BPAl-fI/AAAAAAAABtA/rTQiSmASjus/s200/dos.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">While staying in Beijing, we decided to go to spend the weekend in the field, which is rather common, though. We took the train, second class, and travel was a spectacle. We were, of course, the show. We divided by the car as we had no adjacent seats, and after the initial shock, some travelers are daring to speak. A while later, we were fully integrated into the everyday train journey.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The landscape, just outside Beijing, caught our attention, mountains, valleys, rivers, towns .... In the train, a Canadian, only westerner besides us, saw the heaven doors open and slept quietly confident his belongings to our colleagues who sat beside him.</span><br /><br /><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">In front of us, a man, tall and thin, chewing something indecipherable that drew from a plastic bag. We were unable to know it was ...<br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh_PXgD-uI/AAAAAAAABtI/eFlnP-QlR-I/s1600-h/tres.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384193256504687330" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh_PXgD-uI/AAAAAAAABtI/eFlnP-QlR-I/s200/tres.jpg" /></a>Then came the delivery of hot water for the noodles, for tea ..., the conductor, the vendor of sweets (Chinese, of course), and the thing was animated at times.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A little later, a group of local travelers played a kind of poker., and although we pay close attention, not understanding how to play. On your return, try him again without success.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Also were curious glances, shamelessly, as is customary in China, we peered down to the smallest detail, we naturally belonged in the same way, which proved very useful in the return trip, as it coincides with many of travelers, and we greeted warmly.</span> <a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh_bgNZkXI/AAAAAAAABtQ/xKBneJ39beM/s1600-h/cuatro.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384193465000759666" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh_bgNZkXI/AAAAAAAABtQ/xKBneJ39beM/s200/cuatro.jpg" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">By midmorning, we come to Chengde.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Chengde is a prefecture of the Chinese province of Hebei, located northeast of Beijing, and is known primarily for Mountain Residence, an imperial garden listed as <span style="color:#cc0000;">World Heritage</span> by UNESCO since 1994.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh_vQvFDBI/AAAAAAAABtY/tOSHR2wvqm0/s1600-h/cinco.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384193804444437522" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Srh_vQvFDBI/AAAAAAAABtY/tOSHR2wvqm0/s200/cinco.jpg" /></a>Its construction was carried out for 89 years, between 1703, at the behest of <span style="color:#ff0000;">Emperor Kangxi</span>, and 1792. It occupies a total area of 5.6 km ², almost half of all urban areas of Chengde. It is a vast complex of palaces and administrative and ceremonial buildings, including temples made in various architectural styles and imperial gardens, besides being a historical relic of the end of feudal society in China.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Kangxi, Qianlong and Jiaqing emperors spent long months in the residence to escape of the summer heat in Beijing (we saw for ourselves that was an excellent idea). The palace area and the southern part have a design reminiscent of the Forbidden City.</span> </div><div><br /></div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriACLSN6NI/AAAAAAAABtg/tGdXNCS04kU/s1600-h/seis.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384194129398720722" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriACLSN6NI/AAAAAAAABtg/tGdXNCS04kU/s200/seis.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">It consists of two parts: a court in the front, where the emperor received the high officials, nobility, members of ethnic minorities and foreign ambassadors, and an area of rooms in the back where lived the imperial family.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Subsequently, the history of this population suffered many vicissitudes. During the Republic of China, Chengde was the capital of the province of Rehe. From 1933 to 1945 the city was under Japanese control as part of the independent state Manchukuo.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriAavwgohI/AAAAAAAABto/LJWAN7Pzj04/s1600-h/siete.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384194551506313746" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriAavwgohI/AAAAAAAABto/LJWAN7Pzj04/s200/siete.jpg" /></a>After the Second World War, the Kuomintang, Chinese nationalist political party, regained the jurisdiction. In 1948, the People's Liberation Army took control of Chengde. Until 1955 was part of the Rehe prefecture, when the province was abolished and the city was incorporated into Hebei.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Today, its tourist importance grows slowly, and his visit proved to be a discovery. The city is relatively easy for us to move through it, and the dining experience was splendid, but that’s other story.</span> </div><div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriA1_laEfI/AAAAAAAABtw/5_Eiaq6iEZ4/s1600-h/ocho.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 225px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384195019611181554" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriA1_laEfI/AAAAAAAABtw/5_Eiaq6iEZ4/s200/ocho.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">One of the most striking of this visit was the group called Eight Outer Monasteries.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">On the slopes of the mountains, to the north and west of the village is a majestic group of eight temples, but actually were twelve, although only eight were lamas sent by the Qing court and received financial contributions from the Ministry of Ethnic Affairs to develop their activities, and were built from 1713 during the reign of Kangxi and 1780 during the reign of Qianlong. Owing to the fact that were located to de north of the Great Wall, they were called <span style="color:#ff0000;">Outer Monasteries</span>.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriBLAidqRI/AAAAAAAABt4/FMNNepRfGN4/s1600-h/nueve.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384195380644522258" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriBLAidqRI/AAAAAAAABt4/FMNNepRfGN4/s200/nueve.jpg" /></a>These are the <span style="color:#cc0000;">Puren Temple</span>, the <em>Temple Fushang</em> (destroyed), <span style="color:#cc0000;">Pule Temple, the Temple Anyuan, Puning Temple, the Temple of Sumeru, the Putuo Sect Temple and the Temple with the image of Manjusri</span>. Based on the han style (Chinese), these temples also reflected the best of the architecture of the Mongols, Tibetans and Uighurs.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The largest of these buildings is the <span style="color:#cc0000;">Putuozongcheng Temple</span>, popularly called <em>Little Potala Palace</em>. The stone structure was built in 1771 as a replica of the Potala Palace in Lhasa and has more than 60 halls and terraces. It is now used as a museum, and although it can’t, logically be compared with the original, but gives you an idea of it.</span><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriBXk-KbeI/AAAAAAAABuA/yYCUJtEckgc/s1600-h/diez.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384195596582809058" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriBXk-KbeI/AAAAAAAABuA/yYCUJtEckgc/s200/diez.jpg" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">There are seven other major temples. Several are used for religious purposes. Tibetan and Mongolian monks live in the <span style="color:#cc0000;">Temple of Sumeru, Happiness and Longevity</span>, which was built for a visit of the sixth Panchen Lama of Tibet in 1780.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The monks sing every day in the <span style="color:#cc0000;">Hall of the Elevation</span> and the ceremony at the center of the temple. We had occasion to observe some celebrations, with monks and praying, dressed in orange first, yellow second, and was impressive. A demonstration that, despite of all, Buddhism is alive in China.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color:#cc0000;">The Xuguang (sunlight) Hall in the Pule Temple (Temple of Universal Happiness)</span>, has a round roof with double eaves, similar to the <span style="color:#cc0000;">Hall of Prayer for Good Harvests in the Temple of Heaven in Beijing</span>. The temple was built in 1766 for a Mongolian official, a Buddhist named Bulu Ke. The pilgrims usually pray in front of three giant statues, the most important of <span style="color:#cc0000;">Siddhartha Gautama</span> (Shakyamuni, for the Chinese), the founder of Buddhism in the sixth century BC.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriBstjgHrI/AAAAAAAABuI/uQNo5dr8gMU/s1600-h/once.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5384195959664156338" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SriBstjgHrI/AAAAAAAABuI/uQNo5dr8gMU/s200/once.jpg" /></a>In the <span style="color:#990000;">Bodhisattva Hall in Puning Temple, Temple of Universal Tranquility</span>, you can admire a wooden statue of Guanyin, from 22.33 meters in height and weighing 110 tons, and is the largest and highest wooden statue in the world. His visit in a tremendous impact.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">There is much more to tell and more to do in this city, famous and known worldwide, but not in Spain, often overlooked by traditional circuits.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">If you go to Beijing, organized trip or for free-the best, no doubt, let a couple of days to visit this place.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">it doesn't disappoint.</span></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-85115189619532745622009-09-05T11:55:00.000+02:002009-09-05T11:55:00.276+02:00Asiatica Musée<span style="font-family:verdana;">When we travel and discover a new and interesting place, the accident is often a prominent role. </span><br /><div><div><div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDvhUd7jUI/AAAAAAAABrw/6HdKTEgPS4Y/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 200px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 150px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377561310789340482" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDvhUd7jUI/AAAAAAAABrw/6HdKTEgPS4Y/s200/2.jpg" /></a>A few days ago I found a partner with whom we share a passion for travel. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">After some conversation, we began to talk about Paris, an inevitability among us. Did the name of a museum, the Musee Guimet of asian art, fascinating, magical, which has already dedicated a post some time ago, and attached to it, came the Asiatica Musée. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Nestled in Biarritz, not very central, and in a building more suited to a Carrefour that for a museum, this gem goes totally unnoticed. </span></div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDwShq-4XI/AAAAAAAABr4/H31Uwq5JmrA/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377562156147335538" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDwShq-4XI/AAAAAAAABr4/H31Uwq5JmrA/s200/3.jpg" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Upon arrival, nothing portends what awaits you inside, so the feeling produced in you outside the building, continues to enter. It looks like the an "around a hundred" store. A fluorescent lighting, and scattered here and there three or four pieces, looking like plastic. The first aim is to turn around, and go to where you came from.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">We went to the counter where one, it must be said, proactive and friendly woman greeted us, surprised and intrigued. The audio guide of the museum is not worth it, because as the hostess told us it was very easy, that is very, very simple, and also have a booklet with it, and even more detailed information. Although the parts marking system is a bit chaotic, you quickly understand the nomenclature and you can follow it without problems. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDxOjCPn_I/AAAAAAAABsA/4utVwXPwIe0/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377563187305488370" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDxOjCPn_I/AAAAAAAABsA/4utVwXPwIe0/s200/4.jpg" /></a>As we descend to the ground floor, our feelings change completely, and that's when you wonder how a collection like this can be in a place like this.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">The collection consists of over a thousand pieces, spanning five thousand years of history. Antiquities of India, China, Tibet and Nepal. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Two floors devoted to Asian art, with an excellent collection of objects, we found fascinating tthe collection of India in particular, expressed with taste, well lighting too, and with extensive information, also in Spanish. The collection is organized chronologically; there are panels in a brief report on the geographical location of what we see and the general chronology of the different styles. </span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDxi7HWldI/AAAAAAAABsI/E9KMcigYqH8/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: right; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377563537366750674" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDxi7HWldI/AAAAAAAABsI/E9KMcigYqH8/s200/5.jpg" /></a></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Besides this, spread over several tables per plant, we have books related to what is stated. We conducted the visit in two parts, and employ a few hours, without reading all the information available, so if you want to make a comprehensive visit can take you all the day. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">For those who do not know this style of art, is an excellent introduction, including, arguably overwhelming. For those who are already familiar with the artistic expressions shown here, means finding them together in a small museum pieces many, many unique in the world, others rare, with few specimens exposed to the public and museums located in remote places beyond the reach of most of people.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDyK_wy7dI/AAAAAAAABsQ/YNnLrIgEVCo/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 150px; FLOAT: left; HEIGHT: 200px; CURSOR: hand" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377564225809083858" border="0" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SqDyK_wy7dI/AAAAAAAABsQ/YNnLrIgEVCo/s200/1.jpg" /></a>Note that we did visit all alone, nobody else entered the museum, bringing freedom to admire the collection, compare, comment ..., was total. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">A luxury hardly possible, and that you must not lose.</span></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span></div><div></div><div></div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;">Further information in the museum website, </span><a href="http://www.museeasiatica.com/spanish.htm" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Asiatica Musée</span></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span></div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;"></span> </div><div><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Related Post</span></div><div><a href="http://guisanteverde.blogspot.com/2008/02/muse-guimet.html" target="_blank"><span style="font-family:trebuchet ms;">Musée Guimet</span></a></div></div></div></div>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-56466427587011737752009-09-04T11:05:00.004+02:002009-09-04T11:51:45.246+02:00El Viento de la Luna, Antonio Muñoz Molina<span style="font-family:verdana;">"<em>Nothing is simple, nothing is as it seems at first sight, and any minimum fragment of reality contains such possibilities of knowledge and mystery that makes you dizzy looking out of them.</em>"</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">"<em>El Viento de la Luna</em>," <span style="color:#ff0000;">Antonio Muñoz Molina</span> </span><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Even the title is suggestive, it makes me think, is a clever wink that book reveals into its pages because there is no wind in the Moon. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A journey of initiation, which involves the five senses. In the Pea would have liked to to ask thad this book was written. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Find the childhood in its pages, our parents and grandparents, their longing for a better tomorrow, their efforts to provide us education, comfort, convenience ... will we be as brave? </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Do you need more incentive to dip into his universe? </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><em><span style="color:#ff0000;">Mágina</span></em> contains everything: Adolescence, the need to cast off, to grow, to travel far to be different, to be ourselves. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The memories of that phase of protection, where everything your parents taught you was new, was unique, not aspire anything more. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Discover the world with your senses newly released, never having enough. The descriptions are texture of canvas, are painted with smells, tastes, sounds ... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The man on the moon, the world seen from outside of us, loneliness, the isolation of thinking differently, look different, want different ... </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I have not finished yet, I don't want to finish, but I wanted to share with you now, and as <span style="color:#ff0000;">Antonio Munoz Molina</span>, imagine the silence on the moon, a quiet tribute to his father, to mine, to all fathers. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A Happy trip, this time without a photo, it's up to you!</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-45478532568136297822009-09-03T13:29:00.015+02:002009-09-03T16:15:11.582+02:00Gods and Humans II<span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-family:Georgia;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-pgc5XkTI/AAAAAAAABqg/-M-qT057l-Y/s1600-h/1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; float: left; height: 128px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377202855081382194" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-pgc5XkTI/AAAAAAAABqg/-M-qT057l-Y/s200/1.jpg" border="0" /></a>I</span>n the light of dawn we landed, and after a brief tour before us the back of the <span style="color: rgb(204, 0, 0);">Temple of Edfu</span> appears. </span><div><div><div><div><div><div><span style="font-family:verdana;"><div><br />The temple is the best preserved of all Egypt. At that time the sun filled the temple walls, highlighting their inscriptions.<br /><br /></div></span><span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-pm8AXMLI/AAAAAAAABqo/eKaC7C7jHkk/s1600-h/2.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 141px; float: right; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377202966511431858" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-pm8AXMLI/AAAAAAAABqo/eKaC7C7jHkk/s200/2.jpg" border="0" /></a></span></span></span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><div><br />There we were, standing, barely able to speak, still thinking if this was real or just a dream ... We started taking pictures, trying to catch that moment, under the amused and curious eyes of our guide. Given our enthusiasm, says quietly: "<span style="font-style: italic;">You will satiate Temples! If they are all equal</span>"!. He didn’t know who we were ...</div><br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-qpbjs3CI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Z_6vVPILXnU/s1600-h/7.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 121px; float: left; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377204108852517922" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-qpbjs3CI/AAAAAAAABrQ/Z_6vVPILXnU/s200/7.jpg" border="0" /></a>The muezzin began the call to prayer as we moved towards the temple entrance. When we got off the esplanade that leads to the temple, appeared before us the pylon, almighty, glorious, and we look again to ourself to make sure that indeed we are there.<br /><br /></div></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-p_eiLCSI/AAAAAAAABq4/fRm4OAIaoOg/s1600-h/4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 103px; float: right; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377203388096907554" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-p_eiLCSI/AAAAAAAABq4/fRm4OAIaoOg/s200/4.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Due to the difficult situation in Egypt at that time, the temple showed us unusually empty. Barely a dozen people hanging around inside, producing an incredible feeling of discovery, and allowed us access to all premises, ask the guide, and expand on a visit that, today, is probably much shorter.<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-px7ff5uI/AAAAAAAABqw/ppbRHtKGZyc/s1600-h/3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 200px; float: left; height: 129px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377203155352151778" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-px7ff5uI/AAAAAAAABqw/ppbRHtKGZyc/s200/3.jpg" border="0" /></a>Like in other later temples, Edfu lost most of its furniture and decoration when its activity was ended. We are so fortunate to watch the two colossal statues of falcons that flank the entrance and which was at the entrance to the pillared hall, both representing <span style="color: rgb(153, 0, 0);">Horus</span>. </div><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-qZr3I0MI/AAAAAAAABrI/xg-oQHVrfh4/s1600-h/6.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 0px 10px 10px; width: 200px; float: right; height: 133px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377203838351102146" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-qZr3I0MI/AAAAAAAABrI/xg-oQHVrfh4/s200/6.jpg" border="0" /></a></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><div>In this room, the great height of the columns and the short distance between them makes perceive smaller than it really is, but on the other hand increases the symbolic nature of swamp or thicket that has the room.<br /><br />The columns have vegetable forms on the bottom, and several strips of symbolic reasons above and below the center offering scenes. </div><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-qQErHlRI/AAAAAAAABrA/EcoPDeJTQn8/s1600-h/5.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px 10px 10px 0px; width: 131px; float: left; height: 200px;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5377203673212884242" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sp-qQErHlRI/AAAAAAAABrA/EcoPDeJTQn8/s200/5.jpg" border="0" /></a>Another element that struck us was the variety of capitals, like lotus papyrus, compounds, some of which still retained traces of polychromy that originally covered the temples. </div><div></div><br /><div>For there we wandered, asking the guide, talking to carers, reflecting on what we saw, and time passed without any worries. </div><br /><div>Returning to the boat, we thanked the wipes because the heat was beginning to tighten, without which we have been aware. </div><br /><br /><div>Sitting by the window watching the Nile run as it did thousands of years ago, we were real pharaohs.<br /><br /><br /></div><div> </div><div> </div><div> </div><div></div><div><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Related Entries</span></div><div><a href="http://guisanteverde.blogspot.com/2008/09/dioses-y-hombres.html">Gods and Humans</a></div><div> </div><div><a href="http://www.minube.com/rincon/58800">Egyptian Antiquities at the Louvre Museum</a></div><div> </div><div> </div></span></div></div></div></div></div></div>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-5973974922327772082009-07-27T12:28:00.006+02:002009-07-27T12:57:35.175+02:00Music calms the savage beast<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sm2EfE7LUtI/AAAAAAAABic/y8g8v-hP2Qw/s1600-h/P3103311.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 196px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sm2EfE7LUtI/AAAAAAAABic/y8g8v-hP2Qw/s200/P3103311.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363088400700887762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">How to reproduce the sensations </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">that cause us the music? How to explain that the stringed instruments cheer the spirit, go to the brain, but the piano is at the mouth of the stomach?. The presto, the old adage, do the tears flow. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"> This vigorous fight, without intermediaries, directly the pianist's fingers stroke, beat, pursued, are imposed, they shut the rest of the orchestra.<br /><br />Everyone listens</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, violins lifted the bow, just pinched the strings in clear homage to these two opposing forces, now <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Boris Berezovsky</span> and <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Brigitte Engerer</span> like two lovers, move, retire, demand push is rhythm ...<br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sm2EjRuCtnI/AAAAAAAABik/Hlbdzx_h5lU/s1600-h/P3103312.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sm2EjRuCtnI/AAAAAAAABik/Hlbdzx_h5lU/s200/P3103312.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363088472854935154" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The whole world is in these moments, everything is possible, time and space do not exist, the only point of light that illuminates the keyboard and subtle choreography that musicians of <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Warsaw Symphony</span> not only touch, but dance "The piano concertos" of Bach, in an almost mythical duet.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />All the loneliness of the world focuses on the center stage. There, under a daylight is the pianist, has come almost on tiptoe, barely noticed his presence and the music flowing. Thanks to <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Zhu Xiao Mei</span> for his virtuosity and humility in the "Goldberg Variations." </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />In a series dedicated to Bach seemed essential listening for any piece composed for harpsichord. This instrument with its unmistakable sound, it looks delicate, and decorated in bright colors effortlessly transports us to other times. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />Thanks to <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Pierre Hantai</span>, who offered us a great program and much more. Three times he left the room, and sat down three times to offer more music in its purest form. Thanks <a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Johann_Sebastian_Bach" target="_blank">Bach</a>, and the <a href="http://www.bilbao.net/nuevobilbao/jsp/bilbao/pwegb010.jsp?idioma=C&color=rojo&padre=*EM&tema=&subtema=10&padresub=5EM&textarea=5EM" target="_blank">Music-Music Award</a> for letting us one year more, immersing for a few days in the timeless space that Music is.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-45079779511313508042009-07-07T09:16:00.002+02:002009-07-07T10:17:34.836+02:00Lost Hiking<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SambCn8vcxI/AAAAAAAABEw/OGzbJY0pL0c/s1600-h/fotos+415.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307944105218634514" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; WIDTH: 200px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 150px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SambCn8vcxI/AAAAAAAABEw/OGzbJY0pL0c/s200/fotos+415.jpg" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Under the slogan <span style="FONT-STYLE: italic">'The world and all that is in it'</span> enunciated by Alexander Graham Bell, the second president of the <a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Geographic" target="_blank">National Ge</a></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/National_Geographic" target="_blank">ographic Society</a>, to define their conception of geography, the Society leads exploring the planet since 1888 and show, through <a href="http://www.nationalgeographic.com/" target="_blank">National Geographic Magazine</a>, the wonders of life. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We would like to think that <span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)">The Pea Green Project</span> is animated by the spirit of the Geographic. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">For that reason,</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> we embarked on a new adventure in the network:<br /><a href="http://losthiking.blogspot.com/" target="_blank">Lost Hiking</a>.<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">In our new blog we will discuss various issues surrounding the world of Hiking, and Trekking. </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SambNNgNtlI/AAAAAAAABE4/bV4bR55z-t4/s1600-h/lostblog.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307944287098222162" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 147px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SambNNgNtlI/AAAAAAAABE4/bV4bR55z-t4/s320/lostblog.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We'll especially criticize the signaling pathw</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ays, the materials that are manufactured garments and other items, publications, instructions for using the various widgets, an </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">more... used for the practice</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> of these activities. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We will do this, also, from a non-professional point of view, because we're the majority that practi</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ce these sports. </span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The National Geographic Society organized the f</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">irst expedition in 1890, <span style="COLOR: rgb(255,0,0)">Russell Expedition</span>, and was a success. We hope that our new venture will be, also thanks to your collaboration.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-43725458078085947972009-07-06T10:16:00.004+02:002009-07-06T16:09:00.214+02:00Ptolomeo<a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk3BwFktkbI/AAAAAAAABg4/6k05I2WM6zM/s1600-h/P2143269.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk3BwFktkbI/AAAAAAAABg4/6k05I2WM6zM/s200/P2143269.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354148563887428018" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family: verdana;">Claudius Ptolemy, the Egyptian astronomer and mathematician, changed the vision of the universe and tried to explain scientifically the </span><span style="font-family: verdana;">mechanics of the stars.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">His theory, although wrong, had significant influence until the sixteenth century. Along with Erástotenes and Strabo, was also one of the great geographers of the Ancient times.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">There is a new place in Bilbao, full of globes, armillary spheres, maps, prints, ..., where time seems to stop, and where the name of Ptolemy takes a new meaning.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">A place to admire the genuine works of art, with a past that tell us, a place to learn ... full of light, with few concessions to the artifice, which focuses our attention on the exhibits.</span><br /><a style="font-family: verdana;" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk3B06koa6I/AAAAAAAABhA/OHD7bE89ELM/s1600-h/P2143271.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 153px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk3B06koa6I/AAAAAAAABhA/OHD7bE89ELM/s200/P2143271.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354148646833646498" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Some time ago that the sight of </span><span style="font-style: italic; font-family: verdana;">The Grand Canal from San Vio</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">, 1723, and whose original is in the </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0); font-family: verdana;">Thyssen Museum</span><span style="font-family: verdana;">, went us to the streets and canals of Venice.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family: verdana;">Now, close up, a nineteenth-century engraving, which represents the same channel, albeit with a different perspective, created by the Master just two years later, around 1725.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-18736712888376183812009-07-05T09:31:00.002+02:002009-07-06T09:14:23.247+02:00The Frick Collection<span style="font-family:verdana;">I wanted to visit this gallery to see "</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >The Polish Rider</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">," the enigmatic picture attributed to </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Rembrandt. This canvas is displayed next to one of the most interesting self portraits of the Dutch painter.<br /><br />This table provides a novel title to </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Antonio Muñoz</span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" > Molina</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, and as the writer says in "</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >Windows of Manhattan</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">," visit this collection is like escape from the bustle of the city, share a secret, a gift. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk29jF_yYrI/AAAAAAAABgo/J2Zh3FEN9d0/s1600-h/P1243215.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk29jF_yYrI/AAAAAAAABgo/J2Zh3FEN9d0/s200/P1243215.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354143942616179378" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Only the three </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Vermeer's</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> hanging in one of the corridors in front of the majestic staircase worth the visit. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />These three t</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ables show the palette, blue and yellow, the stoat, the entry of light from the left, the prominence of the glass windows, the maps, their </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">messages hidden in pearls, letters, musical instruments, music sheets ... , we speak about courtship, adultery, certainly complicity, rigid moral and social position. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />There is a small trompe l'oeil of Liotard in the corridor overlooking the central courtyard, next to a portrait by Ingres, which makes us look twice for see this is not a sculpture, but a drawing. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />A house-museum, which h</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">as retained its familiar character residence, which enjoys and lets you enjoy the elegant portraits of </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Wistler</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, the only American artist that Henry Frick considered worthy of the future museum (with the exception of </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Gilbert Stuart</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, chosen for their portrait of George Washington), together with those of </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Gainsborough</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Van Dyck</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Titian</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> ... </span> <a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk29nadzA5I/AAAAAAAABgw/IxQ1Yh8wfKE/s1600-h/P1243217.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 188px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk29nadzA5I/AAAAAAAABgw/IxQ1Yh8wfKE/s200/P1243217.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354144016830235538" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />The museum is a perfect mix of furniture, European paintings and sculpture, and is due to the selection of authors and for it's small size. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />Mr. Frick wanted "</span><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >a small house, full of light, air and land, a comfortable house, simple, tasteful and hold.</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">" </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;">The architect Thomas Hastings, will work later in the New York Public Lybrary, and interior designer Sir Charles Allom chose the English style of the eighteenth century.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">How Not to mention the Hall, where a San Jerónimo by </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >El Greco</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> stands between two portraits of </span><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);font-family:verdana;" >Holbein</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">, one of Thomas Moore, another of his mortal enemy, Thomas Cromwell, responsible of the execution of the author of Utopia, Moro, because his refusing to sign the record that turned to Henry VIII head of the new Anglican Church. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />By whom felt more sympathy the artist?, says the guide of the Frick Collection, you will have to decide for yourself!</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-69592558117210058082009-07-04T09:29:00.003+02:002009-07-04T13:36:40.206+02:00The Prado Museum, by Google Earth<span style="font-family:verdana;">In The Pea Green Project, it's an unusual to comment on technological issues, however, we believe that the occasion deserves.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We tested the new version of Google Earth, with special </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">attention to the images obtained in The Prado Museum. It's really spectacular, and the degree of definition of the images is undoubtedly incredible.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">It is certainly not like to contemplate the paintings in </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">its physical location, and it is not as exciting as being in front of any of these fundamental works, in this case for the History of Painting.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Nor can properly appreciate the different textures of the canvas, or produce that feeling of "almost able to touch" the work.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk201i5BsOI/AAAAAAAABgg/e01rUUT4Jso/s1600-h/prado.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 118px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sk201i5BsOI/AAAAAAAABgg/e01rUUT4Jso/s200/prado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5354134364005445858" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">However, this method has its advantages. The level of approximation is achieved, and therefore the detail that you can view is spectacular, with the addition of viewing whenever you want, no molested by other visitors, the museum's schedule ...</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Sometimes we might even settle the poor lighting that could have the works, and in many museums, is a serious disadvantage when it comes to appreciate, especially painting.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Also for many people who, for various reasons can not travel and admire onsite parts, is a very attractive tool. We always will defend, if possible, ideally, learn by first hand what interests us, and judge for ourselves.</span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">It is true that we must seize the advantages that technology provides us, and sometimes a virtual tour is better than nothing.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-83662516616673764822009-07-03T11:28:00.002+02:002009-07-04T13:36:13.377+02:00The Other Life of Books<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkyCy_B_VQI/AAAAAAAABes/RL12a-mLqUY/s1600-h/readroom.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 143px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkyCy_B_VQI/AAAAAAAABes/RL12a-mLqUY/s200/readroom.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353797869461525762" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">There is reverence, respect, admiration in the way we treat books, sometimes as a source of pleasure and as an object of </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">worship. </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Touring the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">British Museum Reading Room</span>, where there are still traces of Kipling, Gandhi, Karl Marx ..., or the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">New York Public Library</span>, is strolling through </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">the temples of reading, stories of coffers and treasures, places where books are revered, where silence is required still, calm, an oasis in the city center. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />In an increasingly virtual world, we can travel to the past touching editions of admired authors, <span style="font-style: italic;">London, Faulkner, Dickens, Austen ...</span> watching the old tokens stored in those boxes with thousands of small drawers </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">waiting to be discovered, breathing more slowly, expecting all that accumulated knowledge came to our mind. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkyDh_ZgAbI/AAAAAAAABe0/EIRzSZ5MUng/s1600-h/P6130028%2Bcopia.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkyDh_ZgAbI/AAAAAAAABe0/EIRzSZ5MUng/s200/P6130028%2Bcopia.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353798677013987762" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"> There is something magical when you read a book that has gone through other hands, be the same as Varga</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">s</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> Llosa in the foreword to "<span style="font-style: italic;">Madame Bovary</span>" in which there are fictional characters that make us more some real people. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />The other life of books, books marked, annotated, underlined, like Napoleon after reading "<span style="font-style: italic;">The Prince</span>" by Machiavelli, or Proust or Virginia Woolf by reading the "<span style="font-style: italic;">Letters of Madame de Sevigne</span>," small marks on the sheets, underlined ... </span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Hobbies that each reader leaves the reader in the book are another form of love, of giving other lives, a path for future readers.<br /><br />Enjoy, read!</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-58243861920723622192009-07-02T10:12:00.017+02:002009-07-02T11:24:45.412+02:00American Diner<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx3aWMOn4I/AAAAAAAABdM/0x1khqEhqak/s1600-h/mels3a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx3aWMOn4I/AAAAAAAABdM/0x1khqEhqak/s200/mels3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353785351553851266" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">T</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">he <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Diner</span> is an important part of American History; not </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">onl</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">y of the history of the restaurants, b</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ut of c</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ulture and </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">l</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ife</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> in t</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">he United States.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Born in Providence (Rhod</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">e Island) in 1</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">872. At first it was </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">carts for lunch were drawn by </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">horses along the city streets, and sold food to the workers.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx3kxy_-OI/AAAAAAAABdU/LIyoDSwihKw/s1600-h/loris3a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx3kxy_-OI/AAAAAAAABdU/LIyoDSwihKw/s200/loris3a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353785530762918114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Cars were abandoned when their owners began using disuse trams as a restaura</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">nt in </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">a fixe</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">d place, which meant a huge improvement for customers.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Subsequently,</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> the diners</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> were built by compan</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ies in New </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">England, taking the style of wagon train thanks to the well accepted for streetcars.<br /><br />The interior was really comfortable, with rou</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">nded corn</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ers, comfortable places to sit, a long, narrow space that surrounded and </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">protected to the customers.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx37mrPBOI/AAAAAAAABdk/XVGm4uuoL-Y/s1600-h/ed2a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 97px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx37mrPBOI/AAAAAAAABdk/XVGm4uuoL-Y/s200/ed2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353785922914551010" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">The golden age of the diner stretche</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">s between '30s and '50s in the twentieth century.<br /><br />Arose</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> on the highways, and on the outskirts of cities, but also in the center of the small vi</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">llages and </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">were open 2</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">4 hours a day. In addition to the speed of servi</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ce, the atmosphere and the family meal, made them immen</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">sely popular.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">I</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ts decline b</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">egan</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> with the rise of fast food restaurants in the '60s and the availability of food for "take away", today replaced by a laconic "to go".</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx3xJdIrdI/AAAAAAAABdc/GdEex1QAysk/s1600-h/ed1a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx3xJdIrdI/AAAAAAAABdc/GdEex1QAysk/s200/ed1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353785743272095186" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">However, a revived interest in si</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">mple and good food, a </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">cert</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ain "nostalgia", have allowed some of the o</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">riginal diner, and other, more modern, but built in the style of the olds, still in operation.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">In <span style="font-style: italic;">New York</span>, we tested </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">th</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">e <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Em</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">pire</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);"> Diner</span>, was </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">built as the "modern style" in 1946, with a metallic outer edges </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">and curved conveying speed and efficiency, like the new trains that ply the cou</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ntry at that time.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">It is an icon of the city, </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">highly recommende</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">d to make contact with the world of the diner. </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx7JR_87SI/AAAAAAAABek/4b4DSCcQflo/s1600-h/loris4a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx7JR_87SI/AAAAAAAABek/4b4DSCcQflo/s200/loris4a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353789456417352994" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">In the boundaries of Death Valley, the</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">re is a population, <span style="font-style: italic;">Beatty</span>, which is </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">advertised with the slogan: "<span style="font-style: italic;">Why go to Beatty, Nevada? Because no one will look for you there. Relax.</span>"</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Here we find, inside the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Stagecoach Hotel & Casino</span>, a place that, while not a typical diner, decor and</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> food are certainly in that category.<br /><br />Like the wait</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">resses with their incomprehensible jargon, and her accent, eve</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">n more incomprehensible.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Still palate with ple</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">asure the splendid and huge "Denver" omelettes. A place that, Beatty, very interesting</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> to explore th</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">e magic of Death Valley, but not a drain to our pockets.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx4RWkiWqI/AAAAAAAABd0/UkAR-PRI9ds/s1600-h/wild1a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx4RWkiWqI/AAAAAAAABd0/UkAR-PRI9ds/s200/wild1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353786296548612770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Already in California,<span style="font-style: italic;"> King City</span>, on the way to Salinas, the city of <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Steinbeck</span>, a huge truck parking made us pause.<br /><br />In Spain, where i</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">t's said that where truckers stop, eat well. We think that perh</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">aps the same would happen in USA.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">There, a usual sheriff, opened the doors of the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Wild Horse Cafe</span>, "<span style="font-style: italic;">Home of the Burger Trucker.</span>" </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />Great burgers, buckets of coffee, guys with cowboy boots and hats. Books ab</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">out "bad</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> girls" of the Far West and other curiosities in handmade editions. Stop here!.</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx4fcVnlZI/AAAAAAAABd8/nAQQLgBVI-w/s1600-h/mels2a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 172px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx4fcVnlZI/AAAAAAAABd8/nAQQLgBVI-w/s200/mels2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353786538614822290" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Walking the 49, along the path of gold in California, we came to <span style="font-style: italic;">Placerville</span>, where </span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Mel's</span> is a classic Drive-In, born around 1947.<br /><br />Diner food, with few concessions t</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">o modernity, and s</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">omething that </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">always draws attention to the Europeans: <span style="font-style: italic;">breakfast at any time</span>.<br /><br />Who is going to breakfast </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">at four in the afternoon?</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">. You, sure.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx4vKP_EtI/AAAAAAAABeE/Z0qdeZPF8r4/s1600-h/rnr2a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 144px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx4vKP_EtI/AAAAAAAABeE/Z0qdeZPF8r4/s200/rnr2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353786808637264594" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">On the coast, between dunes of w</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">hite sand, surfers and watchtower</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">s, we find the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Rock & Roll Diner</span>, modern, developed in the style of the old, in a railway carriage, and with the typical diner menu with a Californian accent .</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx4GlwUpVI/AAAAAAAABds/V_OUgggew_Q/s1600-h/loris1a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 139px; height: 186px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx4GlwUpVI/AAAAAAAABds/V_OUgggew_Q/s200/loris1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353786111646016850" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">'50s in <span style="font-style: italic;">Frisco</span> are</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> represented among others by <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Lori's</span>. The first was opened at 336, Mason St. in 1986, with rock 'n' roll, Coca-Cola, Elvis and Marilyn as identity.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">We tried the location at 149 Powell, near Union Square, wi</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">th a Chevy </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Bel Air, and an Indian motorcycle for d</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ecor. </span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx50QwACHI/AAAAAAAABeM/_z0gnZ887Mc/s1600-h/loris2a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 165px; height: 127px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx50QwACHI/AAAAAAAABeM/_z0gnZ887Mc/s200/loris2a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353787995793131634" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">One more diner is located at the Ghirardelly Plaza, another <span style="font-style: italic;">must</span> in San Francisc</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">o, with splendid views of the bay and the Golden Gate.</span><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx6FpLxWkI/AAAAAAAABeU/8tE2oVkzlQo/s1600-h/fog1a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 183px; height: 134px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx6FpLxWkI/AAAAAAAABeU/8tE2oVkzlQo/s200/fog1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353788294409837122" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Also in <span style="font-style: italic;">San Francisco</span>, we call attention to the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Fog City</span> (nickname of the city) Diner in the 1300 Battery St., an </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">icon, also in "modern" with the touch of class that is expected fr</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">om this city, and warns that, as soon as you enter, in its atmosphere, its own service for a great restaurant and their dishes, sophi</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">sticated, like the <span style="font-style: italic;">World Famous Red Curry Mussel Stew, Chilled Oysters on the Half Shell, Dungeness Crab and Ciop</span></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">pino with prawns, mussels and local fish, with grilled sourdough</span>, to give a few examples.</span><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx6dyZLhXI/AAAAAAAABec/0GT_0bZMBZs/s1600-h/mels4a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 181px; height: 136px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skx6dyZLhXI/AAAAAAAABec/0GT_0bZMBZs/s200/mels4a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353788709198857586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">The parking requirements forced us to use less time than it normally invest in to enjoy a meal, so we will have to return because the menu is huge!.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">In any case, worth close to a lot of money that exist in cities and towns of the country, if possible one of the survivors and try to capture something of the essence of authentic diner and also a time that undoubtedly many Americans yearn for.<br /><br /><span style="font-family:georgia;">Further information: <a href="http://www.americandinermuseum.org/site/" target="_blank">American Diner Museum</a></span><br /></span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-33628787020245979642009-07-01T08:00:00.000+02:002009-07-01T10:32:21.406+02:00No, Woman No Cry<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknxjzWYYFI/AAAAAAAABb8/VxnW24-9BUs/s1600-h/tai04a%2Bcopia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 131px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknxjzWYYFI/AAAAAAAABb8/VxnW24-9BUs/s200/tai04a%2Bcopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353075229488341074" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">In <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Southeast Asia</span>, at</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> the confluence of the territories of Burma, Laos and Tha</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">iland, borders, often become confuse</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">d, hardly re</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">cognizable, and althoug</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">h it is a militarized zone, it is relatively easy to cross the line in every way. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />This is a place of great n</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">atural beauty, matched only by the enormous ethnograp</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">hic diversity: tribes such as Lahu, Karen, Blue Hmong, White Hmong, Sgaw, Akha, Mien, </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Lisu or Lawa, among</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> others.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknxnSNVi-I/AAAAAAAABcE/82KUEDvea3Q/s1600-h/tai03a%2Bcopia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 134px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknxnSNVi-I/AAAAAAAABcE/82KUEDvea3Q/s200/tai03a%2Bcopia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353075289311513570" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is a dangerous place too, where armed incidents are frequent, where, despite government efforts, the opium trade is still alive, a place of passage of refugees fleeing haras</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">sment by the military dictatorship in Burma, or disaster natural, a sort of administrative limbo, where residents have an unclear legal situation.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />We saw them, our passports "abducted" by officials rather than doubtfu</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">l, when we enter in Laos or Burma, leaving be</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">hind our identities, and becoming subject anonymous ...<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknxxM-jl9I/AAAAAAAABcM/a4NHJW_wloo/s1600-h/tai01a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 98px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknxxM-jl9I/AAAAAAAABcM/a4NHJW_wloo/s200/tai01a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353075459706034130" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:verdana;">This is a place where, paradoxically, the influx of tourists is essential and often is the only source of money for villages. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />The best</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> conditions of life, yet so very far from Western standards, are in Thailand, where these peopl</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">e have a substantial degre</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">e of autonomy, or abandonment, as you look, so that tourism is a co</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">re support for subs</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">istence, and a time, a conviction for many members of these societies, especially for wom</span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sknx05yuqSI/AAAAAAAABcU/8crkhKgdTz4/s1600-h/tai06a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 132px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Sknx05yuqSI/AAAAAAAABcU/8crkhKgdTz4/s200/tai06a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353075523275630882" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">en.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">They are, women, which assume virtually all responsibility, being the most extreme case of women of burmese ethnic Padaung, due to its infamous tradition of placing rings in the joints and the neck of girls born on Wednesday Full Moon ...</span><br /><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Visit villages of the ethnic group, implies a moral dilemma for many traveler</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">s.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />Also for us it was, no doubt, but our visit to a village of this tribe in Burma, where tourism rev</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">enue is not </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">coming, and talk to these women, seeing their faces and hear their approach, made us think much about The Western habit of judging the rest of the world based on our values, without hearing the other party.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknyEbs2K8I/AAAAAAAABcc/ouhvBqdi66Y/s1600-h/tai05a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 120px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknyEbs2K8I/AAAAAAAABcc/ouhvBqdi66Y/s200/tai05a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353075790075800514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">On the one hand, tourism is not conducive to abandon this practice, even women of other races, or born at any time, adopt this ritual, b</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ecause for families is a secure source of money. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />It is also true that the inhabitants of these villages, without the revenue from tourism, would see their future as a people committed to the very short term, since its integration into the social and </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">political structure of Thailand and, ultimat</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ely, Laos , seems very complicated</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknyMRPCjQI/AAAAAAAABck/77T8fX9AlLo/s1600-h/tai02b.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 133px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknyMRPCjQI/AAAAAAAABck/77T8fX9AlLo/s200/tai02b.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353075924705381634" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Some villages are exclusively inhabited by </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">members of one ethnic group, in others, several.<br /><br />Villages are richer, more life, more children, but sometimes it's easy to think that these are places designed as "ethnographic park", it does not.<br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknyVnrX__I/AAAAAAAABcs/lign0cNhCsU/s1600-h/tai07a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 130px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SknyVnrX__I/AAAAAAAABcs/lign0cNhCsU/s200/tai07a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353076085348630514" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Respond simply to a matter of administrative convenience, and policy by governments.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />Anyway, all of them, regardless of the eth</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">nic group to which we refer, women are the economic base of the village, and those that perpetuate ethnic group, although this situation, far from giving a position of privilege, puts in an inferior position that lasts, because, for too long.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-72606158335085071642009-06-30T23:57:00.000+02:002009-06-30T23:57:11.991+02:00Rapa Nui, the Island of the Bird Men<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkikgzfEVBI/AAAAAAAABb0/prCBPzKZxIM/s1600-h/rapanui1.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 142px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkikgzfEVBI/AAAAAAAABb0/prCBPzKZxIM/s200/rapanui1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352709040613118994" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">At the eastern end of <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Rapa Nui</span>, is this group of moais, the most impressive of the island, called <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Ahu Tongariki</span>.</span><br /><div style="text-align: left; font-family:verdana;" id="result_box" dir="ltr"><br />The majestic statues stand facing the sea and the volcano Maunga Pu A Kaitiki.<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Easter Island, Rapa Nui</span>, is an exotic destination in itself, apparently locked out of space for the unexpected. However, there is much more, and often depend only on us to find it.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkikaupokGI/AAAAAAAABbs/iKYKMf7bc6Y/s1600-h/rapanui2.JPG"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 140px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkikaupokGI/AAAAAAAABbs/iKYKMf7bc6Y/s200/rapanui2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352708936236044386" border="0" /></a><br />Similarly, in this technological world, impersonal and computerized in which we are immersed, "travel" to other countries, answering the daily mail, "talking" with people from very different and far places.<br /><br />It is therefore surprising and is a joy to receive, as has happened today, a <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">real postcard</span> from the edge of the world, from Rapa Nui.<br /><br />Thanks!</div>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-77688279004303455872009-06-29T11:35:00.008+02:002009-06-29T13:13:47.233+02:00Manhattan Transfer, John Dos Pasos<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skifv75SmFI/AAAAAAAABbE/H3t7_JFWapE/s1600-h/man1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skifv75SmFI/AAAAAAAABbE/H3t7_JFWapE/s200/man1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352703803010488402" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-family:verdana;" >"What people have sung your fall, and always reborn from your ashes." </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br />Manhattan Transfer, <a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Dos_Passos" target="_blank">John </a></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"><a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/John_Dos_Passos">Dos Pasos</a>. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />I read this book a second time after the </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">fall of the Twin Towers. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"> It's a magnificent portrait of a city and its sp</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">i</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">rit. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /><br />Unhappy people looking for a dream, the city, the achievement, the skyscrapers, taxis, fire pumps, success, failure, the land of opportunit</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">y, m</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">oney, psychoanalysis, t</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">he bag, corruption ..</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skif9zABAaI/AAAAAAAABbM/MsS3ZT1j8WU/s1600-h/wall1.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/Skif9zABAaI/AAAAAAAABbM/MsS3ZT1j8WU/s200/wall1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352704041140945314" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The real protagonist i</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">t's the <span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">New York</span> of the early twentieth century, the character that devours, that is im</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">posed on the other, destroying ideals, love, youth, sowing the seeds for the fall of</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> the '29.</span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkigEzKk0UI/AAAAAAAABbU/iOtKvgqEhKU/s1600-h/wall3.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 171px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkigEzKk0UI/AAAAAAAABbU/iOtKvgqEhKU/s200/wall3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352704161444319554" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">A milkman who comes t</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">o politicians, Gus McNiel; a lawyer who is a prosecutor, George Baldwin; a good boy who fin</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">i</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">shes bum, Jimmy Herf; a marine who becomes a millionaire, Congo Jake; an act</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">ress who comes to magazine director, Elaine.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">Characte</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">rs to which we are accustomed to films, and on all the entrepreneurial spirit, the future, the hope.<br /></span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkigKfn4vgI/AAAAAAAABbc/ahebS_wGDU4/s1600-h/wall4.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkigKfn4vgI/AAAAAAAABbc/ahebS_wGDU4/s200/wall4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352704259277766146" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">The skyscraper as a metaphor for the goals of the</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> inhabitants of the "Big Apple".<br /></span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">A s</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">tory </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">that becomes prophetic, today. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"> On the pediment </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">of the New York Stock Exchange, the world's largest stock exchange, it can be read: "The integrity protects the work of man." </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /><br />"The Bowling Green Bull ", a huge bronze bull t</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">hat photograph all the tourists; with bears, representing the upward and downward stock market.<br /><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkigPAg6pII/AAAAAAAABbk/2sK6uM4do8c/s1600-h/toro.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 178px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkigPAg6pII/AAAAAAAABbk/2sK6uM4do8c/s200/toro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5352704336826377346" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="font-style: italic;">"The bull tries to charge the bear, and he hopes eventually to strangle him",</span> Andre Kostolamy.<br /><br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">"Bears against bulls," is an expression that illustrates the game of speculators.<br />Of the expectations of the bears (whic</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">h yield securities because they believe in lower prices) and bulls (they buy it back at a price upwards) are movements in the pouch. </span> <span style="font-family:verdana;"> Too bad that the Bulls and the Bears do not like reading!</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-54719225049625260402009-06-26T13:28:00.005+02:002009-06-26T13:42:58.863+02:00Sukhothai, a Memory of a Kingdom<span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><span style="color: rgb(255, 0, 0);">Sukhothai</span>, "The decline of Happiness" is a name that we can be at least strange for a city.<br /><br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkS0AxLJfgI/AAAAAAAABa0/2jzpI4L_wq8/s1600-h/suko.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 166px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkS0AxLJfgI/AAAAAAAABa0/2jzpI4L_wq8/s200/suko.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351600182516088322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">H</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">owever, Sukhothai wasn't only the capital of a great kingdom, but marks in the time</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">line of the time, a moment of capital importance in the Tai art and culture, becoming perhaps a premonitory significance of time, less grandiose, which arrive later. In this sense, the name is most appropriate.<br /><br /></span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">On the other hand, we assumed the contrary, a rebirth, a discovery, an attraction that will never leave us.<br /></span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Strolling through the ancient ruins of Sukhothai, admire its buildings, its sculptures, the Buddha, trying to assimilate its dimensions, to understand what it means ... an unforgettable experience.<br /></span></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkS0HVyTn-I/AAAAAAAABa8/f0c5kpCimCA/s1600-h/budhha.jpg"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 143px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkS0HVyTn-I/AAAAAAAABa8/f0c5kpCimCA/s200/budhha.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5351600295423221730" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">Even the most ruined part convey something magical, w</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">hich takes you back to another era.<br /><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">In the Archaeological Park of Sukhothai, declared World He</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">ritage by UNESCO, there is still much research work to be done, and find m</span></span><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">uch to restore, but never mind.<br /><br />The magnificent buildings of the Sukhothai kingdom which still survive, and irrespective of its origins, its history, or its true meaning, we are a legacy of the glorious history of the Tai people in the valleys of northern Thailand.</span></span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-48446296493399542592009-06-24T10:00:00.006+02:002009-06-24T11:08:53.668+02:00Lemonade Prizes<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SjuH3aGDMdI/AAAAAAAABZY/4RQ4ak1YtNM/s1600-h/premios_limonada.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5349018368399847890" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 195px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 200px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SjuH3aGDMdI/AAAAAAAABZY/4RQ4ak1YtNM/s200/premios_limonada.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">It seems that the month of May isn’t finished the good news for <span style="color:#ff0000;">The Pea Green Project</span>. Today we have risen with another prize! This time, it has been our readings companion </span><a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://homolibris.blogspot.com/">Homo Libris</a><span style="font-family:verdana;">, who has given us. And from his web (making use of intertextuality, not the copy), we explain where its charm lies.</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >The Lemonade 50 Prize is awarded by </span><a style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-FAMILY: georgia" href="http://blog.metropolislibros.com/">Metropolis Books</a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >. In particular, they have awarded the prize to several blogs that were entered in an unusual initiative, the </span><a style="FONT-STYLE: italic; FONT-FAMILY: georgia" href="http://blog.metropolislibros.com/colablogra/">colaBLOGradores</a><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >, which want to promote those blogs, trying its thematic review of the books, want to send them to appear on your blog, associated with the books that are available for sale (remember that this blog is associated with Metropolis Books, a website on cinema and literature, with its own online store.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is the prize that has received Homo Libris, and from his hands, comes to us.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >These awards, as you know, have their own internal rules. Among the 50 Lemonade Award are:</span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >1. Put the logo in the post or the blog.</span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >2. Nominate at least 5 other blogs that show a great attitude and / or gratitude.</span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;">This is the hardest part, which never happy at everybody, even to us, but must be done.</span></span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://bibliobulimica.wordpress.com/">Bibliobulimica</a><span style="font-family:verdana;">, Ale's Blog, for their sympathy and everything that teaches us from the other side of the Atlantic.</span><br /><br /><a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://loslibrosdeteresa.wordpress.com/">Teresa's Books</a><span style="font-family:verdana;">, Teresa’s Books, because in her blog we are like our home.</span><br /><br /><a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://alviontheroad.blogspot.com/">Alvi on the Road</a><span style="font-family:verdana;">, one of our peas-in-exile, which reveals the Hungarian authors, and much more.</span><br /><br /><a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://delibroenlibro-lamemmour.blogspot.com/">From Book to Book</a><span style="font-family:verdana;">, the blog of Lammermoor, by that invisible agreement thread that connects us.</span><br /><br /><a style="FONT-FAMILY: verdana" href="http://laprimadeaudrey.blogspot.com/">Audrey's Cousin</a><span style="font-family:verdana;">, because every day we remember her, seeing his picture in the hallway of our home, :-D </span><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >3. Sure to link either to the nominees in the post.</span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >4. Let them know that they have received this award means a comment on their blogs.</span><br /><br /><span style="FONT-STYLE: italic;font-family:georgia;" >5. Spread love and don't forget who you link to the prize.</span><br /><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-size:100%;"><span style="font-family:verdana;"> That's all folks! Thanks for your support,especially Mithdraug,‘cause he has reunited us!:-D</span></span><br /><br /><br /><span style="font-family:Verdana;">Edit the entry to add the new awards that <a href="http://bibliobulimica.wordpress.com/">Ale</a> granted to our blog. We will get used!!</span><br /><br /><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkHbZW3xcpI/AAAAAAAABZ8/Y883J0yLWUg/s1600-h/preview.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350799060975579794" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; WIDTH: 145px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 131px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkHbZW3xcpI/AAAAAAAABZ8/Y883J0yLWUg/s200/preview.jpg" border="0" /></a> <span style="font-family:Verdana;"><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkHakAQTa4I/AAAAAAAABZ0/UV7EdhXp7b0/s1600-h/donna.bmp"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350798144371387266" style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 116px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 138px" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkHakAQTa4I/AAAAAAAABZ0/UV7EdhXp7b0/s200/donna.bmp" border="0" /></a></span><br /><br /><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SkHakAQTa4I/AAAAAAAABZ0/UV7EdhXp7b0/s1600-h/donna.bmp"></a></span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-5491697737459824377.post-44571014645696385282009-03-03T14:09:00.000+01:002009-03-03T14:09:00.628+01:00Gods and Humans<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SZF9E9MqLeI/AAAAAAAABAo/H-PYVn8UL10/s1600-h/anub0"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SZF9E9MqLeI/AAAAAAAABAo/H-PYVn8UL10/s200/anub0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301155760492391906" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Egypt was an impossible dream for us, a land far away and inaccessible. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">One day, almost without realizing, it </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">became a reality. Our first destination outside Europe, and</span><span style="font-family:verdana;"> an experience that marke</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">d us forever. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">By then the old kingdom of the pharaohs to the travelers was a real risk that few were willing to assu</span><span style="font-family:verdana;">me.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">With a little of unconsciousness and the </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">hope that irrationality and bigotry do not end up imposing its own law, embark towards Cairo. </span><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SZF9OIdIwLI/AAAAAAAABA4/wazraaFzfeA/s1600-h/anub"><img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SZF9OIdIwLI/AAAAAAAABA4/wazraaFzfeA/s200/anub" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301155918133117106" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">Upon arrival, a sweet smell, a damp heat, a language </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">unknown by us filled with new sensations. Wandering stunned at night at the Marriot Hotel, with its comings and goings of people in their twilight rooms, splendid decor ... restless and almost left to Luxor.</span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SZF9R_EOfCI/AAAAAAAABBA/vyj2b85QKZ8/s1600-h/anub1"><img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 200px; height: 150px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_FDB0D356S04/SZF9R_EOfCI/AAAAAAAABBA/vyj2b85QKZ8/s200/anub1" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5301155984332192802" border="0" /></a><span style="font-family:verdana;">Upon arrival we were impressed with its streets nearly deserted for western people, the population looked at us with a mixture of </span><span style="font-family:verdana;">astonishment and concern, and questioned us about our journey, we are reassured, we asked that, upon return, tell the world that Egypt was a wonderful place. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;"><br /></span><span style="font-family:verdana;">We climbed on board, that would be our home for many days. In the spring, calls to prayer provided a background to the row of empty vessels, open to any curious, rotting in the sun, waiting for better times. </span><br /><span style="font-family:verdana;">That memory is actually alive in our memories. The adventure began.</span>El Guisante Verde Projecthttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01574016619453721379noreply@blogger.com0