Tras Gokarna... sin fotos...

Bueno... lo siento mucho por aquellos que disfrutais con las fotos del viaje... pero mi camara se ha vuelto tonta, y me he quedado sin fotos de Gokarna, y apenas unas de Hampi (y no son las mejores). Os aseguro qeu la pena de mi corazon es superior a la vuestra!!! :oP

Gokarna. Aaaay.... donde esta eso ya... no me queda nada del relax alcanzado alli. No se como lo hice, pero consegui irme de las paradisiacas playas hasta una ciudad increible llamada Hampi. Una especie de Angkor Wat a lo indio. Nuevamente recomendacion de Miguel y Rosi (gracias, gracias y gracias!!). Es como una superextension llena de templos y edificios del siglo XVI. Suuuuuperchulo... pero no hay fotos... asi que no me podeis reprochar mi opinion.

De hay, me embarque en la aventura de los trenes (y autobuses, y barcas, y... y...) para encontrarme con Chiqui en Mumbai. Tan solo 25 horas de viaje (incluyendo montar en un tren sin billete y soborno correspondiente a revisor avaro) y ayer me plante en la puerta de la habitacion de Chiqui a las 8am. Sorpresa de todo el mundo por llegar con 24 horas de antelacion... ja! Hasta yo me sorprendi de que todo saliese bien. Los viajes en tren son como un viaje en el tiempo por las distintas castas de este pais... que es... ciertamente... "incredible !ndia".

Aqui... duchita, afeitado... para reconocerme, que ya se me habia olvidado como era... y esta noche el Chiqui y yo nos vamos para Ajanti y Ellora. Por lo visto son unas cuevas increibles recomendadas no solo por la LP (estoy a ver si la quemo), sino por Gemma y Raul, y por Miguel y Rosi (de estos 4 si que me fio yo bien). Desde donde mandaremos mas informacion.

Un besote a todos!!!!

Hewia

Gokarna (Karnataka)

How did I get here??!? Well... you should ask Miguel and Rosi (I owe you one!!!). Why didn't I go to Om Beach resort??!? Well... that's Mirko and Gaya's responsability ;o)

Why using a LP that is useless... if the trip is full of people ready to share little tips with you... little secrets... little things, that allow me to discover great places. Thank you very much to all the ones that are making my trip so easy and special!!!!

I am staying in a little place, that looks like a hut... but it is a little bit worse. With Palm trees full of coconuts. With a classic Hindi guy called Rama. And all happens very slowly when you are in the Guesthouse... cool!

It is surronded by incredible beaches, that one would not want to leave ever. Great for relaxing, catch up with my diary and to enjoy the view of the beautiful girls. For one reason or another, they all get incredibly pretty when the rest their foots in this coast :o)

Here time since to stop... so I don't know how I am going to do to leave to my next destination (whereever it is). Somehow I feel it is going to be hard!

If you feel like you wish you were here... well let me tell you that I would like to share this with you as well. This is too much to keep it for my own... and I often think of what would you think if you could experience this.

Lo dicho arriba va tambien para los que hablais el espanhol bien fluido ;o)

Muchos besos para todos! Cuidaos mucho (en serio... a veces pienso que lo necesitais vosotros mas que yo!!!!)

Namaste,


Heiwa

PS. Para aquellos que no habeis pasado por India, Namaste es la palabra que se utiliza aca para saludarse la gente. Su significado, segun algunas fuentes no 100% fiables, viene a ser algo asi como "Mi Divinidad saluda a tu Divinidad". Pues eso... que os saludo divinamente

Mumbai - Former Bombai

Hawaii Bombai, es un paraiso, que a veces yo... me monto en mi piso!!! - Personalmente, cualquiera que considere Bombai un paraiso no esta en sus cabales o se encuentra bajo el efecto clarisimo de las drogas!!!!

Yes... Mumbai... What am I doing here??? Well... I got to Bangkok... and asked if I could board on the plane to Mumbai... and they said: Yes! So I found myself in the middle of this chaos!

The shock has been pretty strong. Just the change from Vietnam to here is incredible. Can't explain... but it is really strong. The people in the street, the way kids look at you, the cars coming from everywhere... honestly... I thought the bike ride in Phnom Penh had been too much for a quite guy like me. Well... the taxi ride I had last night should be part of Alton Towers more scary roller costers. Including the taxi change in the middle of nowhere... and not understanding what the hell was going on. Cool?!?!? No... but interesting.Anyway.

After less than 24 hours I think I need a break of this town, and I am off to Goa tonight. A superSleeper train... I don't want to think what is going to happen... but I am sure that there will be some surprises. I'll keep you posted... if I can.

I had bought a SIM card for the telephone now, so feel free to call me from your work place, hehe! The number is: +919833141130. I am going to be available in that mobile more often than in the Spanish one.

I have to go now. I hope you all are fine.

I also think that there are more pics uploaded now to the website.

Besos muy gordos para todos.

Namaste,


Heiwa

Tisingtao Vietnam

Hello everybody!!!

Well tomorrow is the end of my visit of this country where they perfectly paint the front of each house and they forget to paint the sides :o). The problems with the Visa forced me to leave it, so tomorrow I am off to Bangkok, and then to Mumbai, if I can change the flight ticket... we will see tomorrow when I get there.

The last few days in Vietnam have been really cool, specially Halong Bay. i can recommend anybody to visit it. The scenery is just amazing. I don't think there is really a word that can describe it. The weather wasn't very good, but still, the views are breathtaking. I think it is impossible to capture it in a picture (pictures that I haven't been able to upload yet, BTW). So you will really have to come here to understand what I am talking about.

From Hanoi I take a mixture of feelings. The town is more authentic than Saigon, and it has more character. However I don't think the people is as friendly and happy as they were in the south. Having said this, I have to admit that it was here where happened one of the most incredible things of the trip. Thanks to Agos curiosity (I have been travelling with Agos and Bren since we left Hoi An a week ago) we found ourselves in the middle of a private ceremony where a medium (a lady with the ability to talk with the dead ancestress) offered different kind of things, such as drink, food, cigarettes, money... to the divinities and past kings and then shared it with us. During this ceremony she will wear the different kimonos of the dead ancestress changing them every 10 or 15 min. She will also, each time, dance with the weapon associated to the Kimono she was wearing. It was incredible... specially because i didn't even know that something like that could exist. If any one know anything more about this ritual, please add your comment, as I am really interested to understand what I have been part off (nobody there spoke a word of English... well... one could speak a bit of broken English... but this was too deep for her level :oP).

Apart from that, today has been a kind of a sad day. A bit of tourism in the morning... Ho Chi Ming mausoleum, one pillar pagoda, the temple of Literature, the water puppets (this is really good!!!! If you have the chance of seeing it wherever you are... go for it!). But after that it has been the moment to say goodbye to all the people I have met while being in Vietnam: Miguel and Rosi (the constant travellers), Mario (the crazy Sicilian... Toro Loco!!!) and Agos and Bren (!!!!Soys Grandes!!!! Os voy a echar mucho de menos!!!), my two beautiful travel mates through the north of VietNam.

So here we are... on my own again... and heading towards a new country... I have with me some great recommendations from Miguel and Rosi... and I will certainly follow them ;o)

Hope you are all fine!!!!

Cuidaros mucho... y espero que esteis felices. Como dice un muy buen amigo: Que tengais siempre alegria en el cuerpo. Un beso muy fuerte para todos... especialmente para ellas!

Tisingtao,


Heiwa

La Ciudad Invisible de Halong Bay

A mas de 1000 millas al sur de tu imperio, estimado Kublai, y tras cruzar montanhas, rios y fronteras se encuantra la Bahia de Halong. Es este lugar el acceso por mar a un pais hermoso y es precisamente aqui donde tus tropas han fracasado en varias ocasiones al intentar conquistar el pais. Un pais que nadie ha conseguido someter realmente.

De la Bahia de Halong os podria decir muchas cosas. Os podria hablar de la tranquilidad que transmiten sus aguas, o de como cientos de islotes flotan en sus aguas. Contaros como el visitante no puede olvidar como el sol, las nubes o la niebla hacen de la Bahia un lugar vivo y en constante cambio. Deciros como un fotografo profesional necesita varias camaras y mas de seis cientas fotos para que al menos 5 consigan capturar lo que oculta este lugar: Magia. No podria olvidar mencionar el parque natural de la isla de CatBa y sus innumrables colinas cubiertas de arboles. Tambien deberia anhadir que los hombres la convirtieron en Patrimonio de la humanidad por ser unica en el mundo y que los hombres cambian y se sienten afortunados al formar parte de semejante paisaje.

Pero yo os contare lo que me llevo conmigo de la Bahia de Halong. Me llevo un carpintero que escribe cuentos para ninhos. Un carpintero que se esconde en una playa que al caer la noche el placton dibuja en la arena el cielo estrellado. Un cielo que dibuja con sus estrellas el placton en la playa. Me llevo el placer de banharme rodeado de luces magicas. Me llevo canciones al lado de una hoguera e historias de viajes por lugares ocultos en los mapas. Me llevo suenhos. Los mios y los de los demas.

Asi es la Bahia de Halong. Un lugar incapturable. Un lugar indescriptible. Un lugar para sonhar.


Heiwa

PS. Vulgar y Carinhoso homenaje a las Ciudades Invisibles de Italo Calvino. Gracias Pitu por el libro. Espero que esto responda a tu pregunta ;o)