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"The day they met Darius and Marti."
"I stayed in a English hotel called the Hotel America, and from there spread to the English colonies of the imperial city the news of my arrival. It was the first to visit a young Cuban, verbose and friendly, with dense hair black, bright and piercing eyes and gentlemanly treatment and communication. His name was Gonzalo de Quesada, and is now minister of Cuba in Berlin. His long acting Pan is well known. He said the Cuban colony was preparing a banquet to be verified at the home of famous restauranteur "Martin, and that the" Maestro "wanted to see me soon. The teacher was José Martí, who was in those moments when the brunt of his revolutionary work. Gonzalez also said that Marti was waiting for me that night in Harmand Hall, where he had to make a speech before a gathering of Cubans, that we see him together. I highly admire the general effect of this writer who had known only by those formidable and lyrical correspondence to Hispanic newspapers like La Opinión Nacional, Caracas, El Partido Liberal of Mexico, and above all, La Nacion of Buenos Aires. Profuse prose writing, full of vitality and color, plasticity and music. It shone through the cultivation of all ancient and modern literature, and, above all, the spirit of a high and wonderful poet. I was punctual to the appointment, and at the beginning of the night came in the company of Gonzalo de Quesada on one of the side doors of the building where the great warrior had to speak. We went through a dark hallway, and suddenly, in a room full of light, I found myself in the arms of a small man body, face glow, sweet voice and commanding at the same time and telling me that one word: "Son!" It was time now to appear before the public, and I said that I should accompany him on the board; and when I realized, after a quick introduction to some people, I met with them and Martí on a dais, facing the large crowd that greeted me with sympathetic applause. And I thought what I'd say the Colombian government, sitting in their consul general public, a revolutionary anti-English board! Martí had that night to defend himself. He had been charged, I have this and if neglected, or precipitation, in who knows what movement to invade Cuba. This is the case, the core of the colony at that time it was contrary more surprising that he had extra resources, and taking advantage of my presence, sympathetic to the Cubans who knew the poet, made me a presentation of the ornate finery style. The enthusiastic applause came, and he seized the moment to open up and defend themselves against accusations known, and delivered on that occasion as one of the finest speeches of his life, success was complete and that hostile audience before him and hold vibrant hailed . Once the speech, we went the street. No sooner had gone a few steps when I heard someone call him "Don José! Don José! "It was a black worker who approached her humble and loving. "Here I bring this souvenir," he said. And gave him a silver pen. "You see, I noted Martí, the love of these poor black cigar. They realize what they suffer and struggle for the freedom of our poor country. " Then we went to tea at her friend's house, intelligent and caring lady, who helped him greatly in their revolutionary work. I heard there long conversation. I have never found, or it Castelar, a talker so admirable. Harmonious family was endowed with a prodigious memory, and agile and ready for the appointment, for reminiscence, for the data to the image. Unforgettable moments spent with him, then dismissed me. He had to leave for Tampa tonight, to fix I do not know how precious organizational arrangements. Not see him again. "
Rubén Darío. (Nicaragua, 1867-1916).
Friday, May 7, 2010
Wella Staraightning Shampoo
"May 15, 1878."
" May 15.1878 was days the chosen for meeting between Martínez Campos and Antonio Maceo . The English had chosen the date and time to just a month of Zanjón and the Cuban had the last word in terms to and place to number of delegates of each part. The general expectation of Cuban side was that Maceo had decided not give . Maceo wanted take a decision collegial and not personal, it by requested that to the troops of Holguín, Guantánamo , Tunas Jiguaní and that come to Palmarito , a people close to Baraguá . Since the 15 days had received in his camp the most of the commanders of the troops that were the jungle : Manuel Calvar , Donato Marble , Flor Crombet , Pedro Martínez Freire, Ríus Rivera, José Lacret , Ferdinand Socarrás Figueredo, Belisario Grave of Peralta , José Maceo , Vicente García and " Payito" León. Early by the morning , began the way a horse to Baraguá in silence; camped in a forest almost impenetrable of trees of mango, full of fruit or yellow fruits emerging. Maceo , Calvar , Figueredo and Rius put their hammocks in a small clear , by where expected to arrive the English . All the eyes were fixed in the west side of clear , by where expected to arrive the English . In some twenty minutes , the explorers announced the presence of Martinez Campos, who was received with all the honors by the Cuban . Along the flat more of the Cuban were some Cuban leaders of the old or already retired , who he had order to Maceo the honor of accompany during the difficult negotiations ; there were among other few , Prendergast, Morales of the Rivers and Cassola ; of side of Martínez Campos all the officers were brigadier or general lieutenants. Martínez Campos came in mounted a horse Moor precious, so black that have seemed flashes blue . The first that said to was removed "Who of PC.'s Antonio Maceo ?" Maceo is identified and presented to all the official of their courtship . They repeated the same with the of Martínez Campos and all is to then sat in the hammocks. "
" Martínez Campos began the talks showing to Maceo a anonymous letter that had received days the above, which said that Maceo assassinate him . Maceo said: Although both were of agreement in come with no more of official 15, meeting very rare that you. is feel insecure , having moved a English squad of cavalry to of least 300 meters of here. "
" To be account that the men Maceo of he had followed the track from that came of San Luis, the north of Santiago, Martínez Campos sat is and smiled. General Polavieja , chief military English of area, is sat next to . Martinez Campos was of medium stature with myopic eyes and look alert. His face was something burned by the sun, cut to half by a dramatic white mustache that complemented a pleasant face . Polavieja , by another part , had a look vulgar, dominated the face by a dusty beard that covered a sordid expression, just capable of hide their disgust to have that be in the presence of Cuban troops of and its General. "
" Al start the conversation , Martínez Campos tried of be polite. tried of praise to Maceo to indicate that not be had given account that this was so young. Maceo not be left by impress those praise, particularly because Martínez Campos be referred or a single Once he to as "General" or to the mambises as a " army" Cuban . "
" The meeting was polite but each side completely firm in their points of view. Martínez Campos began his speech announcing that Vicente Garcia had accepted the Covenant of Zanjón and is had surrendered . Maceo he said that of the same way that the English had positioned a squadron of cavalry 300 meters the squad such and place the where they were , was completely surrounded by troops under the control Major General Vicente García . "
" Martinez Campos tried to appeal need of peace and prosperity for all the Cuban saying: enough of struggles and sacrifices ; and you have to impressed all with your determination and tenacity . has come the time of to join in Spain the way the prosperity of and of the civilized behavior . "
" Maceo said: Only independence is acceptable . P or please beware their explanations. "" From there followed a tension. "
" Martínez Campos then tried to convince Maceo to of that he not know well the terms of and Zanjón asked him to Polavieja that got a copy of document. The response of Maceo was tell you is not worry of to read what they already knew , that not want nothing of this and compromise that the Cuban were certain to reject . "
" Martínez Campos he said : So ... we do not understand ?. " The response was terse :" Exactly ... we do not understand . "
" The English in a last effort by save the negotiation , asked him Maceo to if could go to the Cuban troops to explain the document; Maceo said he that much with taste, always that he could go to the English troops to urge them to desert. After of this suggestion Martínez Campos be put very annoying . "
" much time you need to return to their positions? "Asked Martínez Campos.
" Eight days " said Maceo. " will resume the hostilities the 23 days."
"This that , Maceo ended the meeting. Martínez Campos be mounted furious at his horse and rode moving away from area, leaving to Polavieja behind, alone. "
(Fragment taken of the magnificent work entitled " Baraguá " of Mr. Raúl Eduardo Chao , university professor, engineer and Cuban historian who lives in Miami and Paris. has also published " Boatswain " , that covers the stay of Carlos Manuel Cespedes of in Paris between the years 1841 and 1844 .)
Wednesday, March 24, 2010
Where Can I Get A Table Shower In Alabama
Japan (IX):
After Nara, Kyoto. were on fire.
As expected, we woke up later than planned, so we were not plenty of time to spare. I did not want to see many temples (Kyoto is nothing important 14 or 15), but rather see a bit of that was the city, which they said was very different from Osaka and, of course, Nara.
However, upon arrival we were swift and fast (the latter with little take literally) to see the temple Kiyomizu-dera . The temple is glorious in spring and autumn, that the trees in bloom. In winter were rather depressed, yet the temple is beautiful and very large. Samples:
I think it goes without saying that the temples are not a single building, but several, each with its meaning and most used to pray for different things. It's like a system of points of any secretariat "no no, to ask for eternal happiness is that building there, here we can only ask for salary increases."
And yes, I was there, I have taken photos of google.
Note the appearance of underground adonis Ninety of the second photo. The environment helps, I must admit.
The most beautiful and frequented the temple were a kind of balcony from which you could see the city bathed in a sea of \u200b\u200b"cherry? (At that time were drier than the roe).
A curious habit (so that no lie without knowing anything new) is washing hands, can not remember why they did (as a tour guide I have no money), but the truth is they all followed the ritual , caught the water from the mouth of the dragon with a bucket, and washed their hands.
After the temple we went to eat (and late afternoon) and caught a bus running to see the bamboo forest (which curioooooosamente was on the other side of town). After confronting the abusive price of bus arrived with the good fortune that was beginning to get dark, and things such as, bamboo looks less dark. Not only that, but to reach the above had to cross a park where the signs were fatal (or so said Mary I, as you will understand I am not in a position to say). Apart from the bad signal to the mission was added a serious complication in Japan seem to know the meaning of the term "lamp" and before we fully realize in the dark on a road we do not know where it leads, but that certainly does not seem very prepared for the tourist traffic. We decided that better weather and a withdrawal back to Osaka shattered, that it hardly see anything, but walking a walk.
funny thing is that Mary then told me that when he returned to Kyoto was the forest ... and we were right. Perhaps if we had continued we would have disclosed the secret of fluorescent bamboo.
never know. 
Onsen
After Nara, Kyoto. were on fire.
As expected, we woke up later than planned, so we were not plenty of time to spare. I did not want to see many temples (Kyoto is nothing important 14 or 15), but rather see a bit of that was the city, which they said was very different from Osaka and, of course, Nara.
However, upon arrival we were swift and fast (the latter with little take literally) to see the temple Kiyomizu-dera . The temple is glorious in spring and autumn, that the trees in bloom. In winter were rather depressed, yet the temple is beautiful and very large. Samples:
I think it goes without saying that the temples are not a single building, but several, each with its meaning and most used to pray for different things. It's like a system of points of any secretariat "no no, to ask for eternal happiness is that building there, here we can only ask for salary increases."
And yes, I was there, I have taken photos of google.
Note the appearance of underground adonis Ninety of the second photo. The environment helps, I must admit.
The most beautiful and frequented the temple were a kind of balcony from which you could see the city bathed in a sea of \u200b\u200b"cherry? (At that time were drier than the roe).
A curious habit (so that no lie without knowing anything new) is washing hands, can not remember why they did (as a tour guide I have no money), but the truth is they all followed the ritual , caught the water from the mouth of the dragon with a bucket, and washed their hands.
After the temple we went to eat (and late afternoon) and caught a bus running to see the bamboo forest (which curioooooosamente was on the other side of town). After confronting the abusive price of bus arrived with the good fortune that was beginning to get dark, and things such as, bamboo looks less dark. Not only that, but to reach the above had to cross a park where the signs were fatal (or so said Mary I, as you will understand I am not in a position to say). Apart from the bad signal to the mission was added a serious complication in Japan seem to know the meaning of the term "lamp" and before we fully realize in the dark on a road we do not know where it leads, but that certainly does not seem very prepared for the tourist traffic. We decided that better weather and a withdrawal back to Osaka shattered, that it hardly see anything, but walking a walk.
funny thing is that Mary then told me that when he returned to Kyoto was the forest ... and we were right. Perhaps if we had continued we would have disclosed the secret of fluorescent bamboo.
never know.
Sunday, March 21, 2010
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Kyoto Japan (VIII):
After returning from playing and do some sightseeing typical. We begin by Nara, a tiny town known for having the world's largest Buddha and deer loose the parks.
The issue of deer is something spectacular, there was a time I saw them crossing a zebra crossing in green! That is, to wait with the rest of the people for the light changes color and crossed. Arguably Nara deer know more than many English driver education. Furthermore, let pet without any problems.
From there we went to the temple Todaiji , as I said it in the world's largest Buddha, or so they said. The point is that the statue was huge. Of course, best seen in photos.
Look at the proportion of building with respect to people. As I have understood it was also the largest wooden building in the world. And if you visualize your height from the outside, look what was inside.
Soon: Kyoto. 
After returning from playing and do some sightseeing typical. We begin by Nara, a tiny town known for having the world's largest Buddha and deer loose the parks.
The issue of deer is something spectacular, there was a time I saw them crossing a zebra crossing in green! That is, to wait with the rest of the people for the light changes color and crossed. Arguably Nara deer know more than many English driver education. Furthermore, let pet without any problems.
From there we went to the temple Todaiji , as I said it in the world's largest Buddha, or so they said. The point is that the statue was huge. Of course, best seen in photos.
Look at the proportion of building with respect to people. As I have understood it was also the largest wooden building in the world. And if you visualize your height from the outside, look what was inside.
Soon: Kyoto.
Thursday, March 11, 2010
What Is The Vet Cost To Remove A Dermal Cyst
"of how the Cuban people is the avenue for liquidating the two-headed monstrosity." (Story developing ...)
I invite anyone to an anonymous fighter selfless like that, our heroes of today to create a Facebook page that is a sort of "Cadeneta of Death" for the dignity of our people. Behind 
I invite anyone to an anonymous fighter selfless like that, our heroes of today to create a Facebook page that is a sort of "Cadeneta of Death" for the dignity of our people. Behind
Orlando Zapata, who come from all over the Cubans to sacrifice his own life in front of consulates, embassies of the Castro dynasty or anywhere in the country. It is apparently the last resort that we have left to save the prisoners of conscience and our people in a barren existence, painful, which is already unbearable.
not expect anything less of our people. Is this the land of Father Felix Varela, Professor José de la Luz y Caballero, forming revolutionary Carlos Manuel de Céspedes, the Father of the Nation, Francis Vicente Aguilera, José Antonio Saco and Mariana Grajales and his son Maceo, General Antonio Maceo, the multi-millionaires Aldamas Cuban nineteenth century, who gave generously of their fortune, like many other wealthy Creoles, the fight against English colonialism, of which came from other lands to show solidarity to our cause, the General Maximo Gomes Baez, Dominican, U.S. Colonel Henry Reeve, Poland General Carlos Roloff, in that, the land of our José Martí where we end up words ... I
apaunto now. Who's next? ... That's "to reduce law enforcement," as said the lawyer, friend Yoani (and the most elementary respect for our people, I add), I have no doubt.
pData (March 18):
rush events, and revolutions are genuine spontaneity as clear reflection of diversity of opposition that the unit is approaching slowly. We are not yet well organized, the news comes too fragmented, confused .... For example who is behind Guillermo Fariñas? ... Is Antúnez and Felix Bonne, one of the signers of "The Fatherland Belongs to All" (which by By the way, was an excellent professor of Electrical Engineering of the undersigned, back in the early eighties at the University Engineering Havana who I have fond and hilarious memories ... a black man over 6 feet tall, almost always guayabera and a fine sense of humor in a classroom where he met the cream of Havana fuckers , there was Castillo, Gerardo, Adonis, Lazaro Cabrera, Brito (poison), Alexis Valdés, Carlos Milian, Nelson Medina, Joubert, Carlos Sanchez, Tey, the two Chinese, the "jamaliche" and the "native" was Udel Figueredo, Carlos Manuel Torres and others who live not only in our memories ... more fraternal Gonzalo Alexander, Lydian and Hermes Ferrer).
needed to agree ... I "gave in high "in the row on March 11 ... as soon as I turn comes I leave for New York and planted my tent outside the building of the United Nations Organization. Point.
pData 2 (March 1926) apotheosis Progress Eighth Street yesterday, organized in just three days (as were many who either heard) ... speaking of 200 000 participants. Beautiful expressions of solidarity by Latin American brothers and gringos. I was struck by the increasing participation of young people, are added little by little, many of which have so far preferred to maintain their status as "economic migrants" fearing retaliation that give them no more, those of "our" embassy in Washington, the " visa " to enter Cuba (visa ?.... yeahhhh said ... visa for your country, for friends who have not heard that it works well ...). Who has the right to make on behalf of a political color reserves the right to refuse admission to the home where you were born in Cuba ????... What is unusual! Luckily, more and more people in the world are becoming aware of our perverse reality. PData
3 (April 1915) And now the corruption scandal ... this southern range is worse than 8A. Are closely linked to General Acevedo, Ramiro Valdes and "Guaton" (Max Marambio) ...
From that we are saved! (Ironically thanks to the speed G2, moreover, that "proof of life" of Fidel Castro). Every day more interesting and dramatic.
Obama in Miami today, visiting house Estefan certainly impressed by the demonstration of the road 8 and the courage of the Estefan. Thank you, Chairman!
Sunday, February 21, 2010
Very Strong A Sharp Pains In The Anus
Nara Japan (VII): The natural
still in Spain, will about a year now, I remember that Mary told me that his Japanese teacher said that in Japan there was a spectacular vegetation, and it was a little known part of the country. Actually I just heard about Japanese nature (unless of Mount Fuji and cherry blossoms, of course), but I suddenly opened some need to know the nature (google searches know little) and I said to Mary, only two things I wanted to do fixed in Japan, see the nature and go to Kyoto and Nara. On the rest preferred to enjoy what they had to teach me.
Apparently most onsen are extra, but this was completely free, as it involved a tourist attraction that bring benefits to the people indirectly. And well they took advantage. In addition, it was completely natural, next to the River.
were three "pools" different. In the left and the larger the water was warm, which is behind the house was hot and I cover my VERY hot. We had to get completely naked, of course, use swimsuit is prohibited or at least very highly frowned upon. In the case of the women were allowed to bring a kind of pairing, no doubt a good idea because Japanese men are very much coming out, in fact looked out a few to "gossip" while we were. Anyway, this relates to the discomfort of a lot about how you take it personally me a damn, so the only thing hard was moved from the locker room to the "Bathtub" in chopped ball (and then go from one to another). In addition, you could not run because the rocks were wet and the host could be historical.
Of course, once inside, what peace! Be put in hot water while you snowflakes fall on your face is a difficult feeling to describe. Also surrounded by two imposing mountains. Awesome.
We were about 3 hours alternating temperatures, even at the time Lawrence and I went in the river (which was next door) just after leaving the boiling water. Mary still be laughing at my momentary effeminacy to enter. Meanwhile
ate and drank in the water. There was an awkward moment in which an old man called us attention and told us we could not eat there. Although Mary and I stopped, Lawrence did not pay any attention. Then we explained that was not the first time I went and it was something I just told her to foreigners, since among Japanese never attracted attention, and in fact, did so because they love to speak English and feel cults . Really do not know how will this, but it is true that we were not the only ones who ate and drank. And of course we did with some cleaning.
After leaving the onsen Lawrence took us to a waterfall and so satisfy my desire to see trees and water. Indeed, Japan is beautiful.
And down the road, before reaching the waterfall, we found that we had arrived just in time to eat monkeys. As we are surrounded by about 35 monkeys that had little hesitation in approaching. There was even one that we used as a shield while fighting with another (he was hiding behind us). Terrified.
We ended up seeing the waterfall from above. To do this we had to navigate the mountain roads of Japan, which are ridiculously small. There was only one car and the Japanese (A Mercedes will be off to the side). What happens when two cars crossed? You might ask, as I did. For just one of them back until it finds a point where they fit two cars (there were several scattered over time). As for saving space no one wins.
This was perhaps the most enjoyable day for all I spent in Japan, and certainly one I'll never forget.
I hope to finish the rest of Japanese history this week. By the way, if anyone wants more photos or videos, which let me know. 
still in Spain, will about a year now, I remember that Mary told me that his Japanese teacher said that in Japan there was a spectacular vegetation, and it was a little known part of the country. Actually I just heard about Japanese nature (unless of Mount Fuji and cherry blossoms, of course), but I suddenly opened some need to know the nature (google searches know little) and I said to Mary, only two things I wanted to do fixed in Japan, see the nature and go to Kyoto and Nara. On the rest preferred to enjoy what they had to teach me.
first thing I could accomplish on 3 January. After spending a cold (giving the tail) and have lived in the New Year celebration as fair had planned to go to Lawrence to an onsen, that is, a natural spa. Lawrence is dedicated among other things to organize trips of this kind and of course we offered it quickly and gladly accept. Were almost 6 hours by car (we stray a bit) until we arrived at night and slept in a hotel in the village before waking up early to go to the place.
snowing. It was very cold. It was perfect.
Apparently most onsen are extra, but this was completely free, as it involved a tourist attraction that bring benefits to the people indirectly. And well they took advantage. In addition, it was completely natural, next to the River.
were three "pools" different. In the left and the larger the water was warm, which is behind the house was hot and I cover my VERY hot. We had to get completely naked, of course, use swimsuit is prohibited or at least very highly frowned upon. In the case of the women were allowed to bring a kind of pairing, no doubt a good idea because Japanese men are very much coming out, in fact looked out a few to "gossip" while we were. Anyway, this relates to the discomfort of a lot about how you take it personally me a damn, so the only thing hard was moved from the locker room to the "Bathtub" in chopped ball (and then go from one to another). In addition, you could not run because the rocks were wet and the host could be historical.
Of course, once inside, what peace! Be put in hot water while you snowflakes fall on your face is a difficult feeling to describe. Also surrounded by two imposing mountains. Awesome.
We were about 3 hours alternating temperatures, even at the time Lawrence and I went in the river (which was next door) just after leaving the boiling water. Mary still be laughing at my momentary effeminacy to enter. Meanwhile
ate and drank in the water. There was an awkward moment in which an old man called us attention and told us we could not eat there. Although Mary and I stopped, Lawrence did not pay any attention. Then we explained that was not the first time I went and it was something I just told her to foreigners, since among Japanese never attracted attention, and in fact, did so because they love to speak English and feel cults . Really do not know how will this, but it is true that we were not the only ones who ate and drank. And of course we did with some cleaning.
After leaving the onsen Lawrence took us to a waterfall and so satisfy my desire to see trees and water. Indeed, Japan is beautiful.
And down the road, before reaching the waterfall, we found that we had arrived just in time to eat monkeys. As we are surrounded by about 35 monkeys that had little hesitation in approaching. There was even one that we used as a shield while fighting with another (he was hiding behind us). Terrified.
We ended up seeing the waterfall from above. To do this we had to navigate the mountain roads of Japan, which are ridiculously small. There was only one car and the Japanese (A Mercedes will be off to the side). What happens when two cars crossed? You might ask, as I did. For just one of them back until it finds a point where they fit two cars (there were several scattered over time). As for saving space no one wins.
This was perhaps the most enjoyable day for all I spent in Japan, and certainly one I'll never forget.
I hope to finish the rest of Japanese history this week. By the way, if anyone wants more photos or videos, which let me know.
Wednesday, February 10, 2010
Vespa With Sidecar Singapore
Japan Japan (VI): 2010
tests have choked me so it's costing me update this. Today is one with photos.
the dismissal gave us 12 (almost literally) and we find ourselves picking grapes the last train back to Habikino. On the road between the station and the house stopped by with Conbi-ní (explanation below it) and we bought two pieces of pie for at least start the year with some distinction. We got home at 12 minus 5. Turn on the TV and there is a Japanese singing with a very long white dress. In the absence of 30 seconds for the new year turned on a countdown clock at the bottom of the screen, but the Japanese, she still sings. The countdown comes to an end and the singer spreads her dress (which has some sleeves that reach the floor) and when it reaches zero projected onto the dress "Happy 2010" (in Japanese, of course). Nice way to start the year. Although one misses Ramon Garcia and his vampire face, or else the news of the puppet. Happy
2010. The year begins in Japan. No grapes. With pie. We are together. It is a good start this year. Day 1
flu gives his final lurch back and decided to stay at home.
But I and Mary want to live in the new year in Japan as Japanese. So day 2 we get to a temple on the outskirts of Osaka. The Japanese for the new year come all to the temple. It's his way of celebrating. When you get there the temple is absolutely packed. Enter and cross a bridge.
In the temple, there is everything. Of all ages and styles. There are some people with kimono like this really cute girl.
Is it not to eat?
A little later, one of the buildings of the temple is a kind of networks in which throw coins and pray.
Finally, there is a kind of pallets with hanging ropes attached to which there are thousands of papers. The selling in the temple. They each wrote their wishes for the new year, folded and tied to the rope, so that they are met.
In the rest of the temple (Temples in Japan are more than a building space) is a kind of fair. There are food stalls, games, stuffed animals. Everything. Of course, there was a kebab. Japan is not immune to the kebab. Proof:
course they do not start the year with alcohol intoxication. We begin leaving the fair. Having them should envy.
Because images often can not say everything, I tried to record a video for which saw Japan as it sounds. The result is not the best in the world, but here it is:
tests have choked me so it's costing me update this. Today is one with photos.
Christmas in Japan is partially different from Spain. The streets are filled with ridiculous lights with bells and derivatives, and especially not celebrating the end of the year in the same way. I wanted to celebrate the end of the year to the English, taking me some grapes and beginning the year choking, as God intended.
With the last remnants of a cold the day we went to Osaka 31, stayed with a friend of Maria and tried the okonomiyaki (and talk about the food, which deserves separate chapter). Mary took the opportunity to teach a little of their Osaka, the places that usually pass, which is often left, the superstores of Don Quixote (A chain of supermarkets that have everything, and yes, they call it that), the Chinese run (named after me, pictured below), and Dotombori in general. Osaka is a nice city despite the cold. While it is stressful at certain times (very Japanese in Japan) is generally easy and pleasant to get lost in its streets. In one of these random walks we discovered a small very narrow dark alley in which there were plenty of restaurants. We felt we have gone back centuries.
the dismissal gave us 12 (almost literally) and we find ourselves picking grapes the last train back to Habikino. On the road between the station and the house stopped by with Conbi-ní (explanation below it) and we bought two pieces of pie for at least start the year with some distinction. We got home at 12 minus 5. Turn on the TV and there is a Japanese singing with a very long white dress. In the absence of 30 seconds for the new year turned on a countdown clock at the bottom of the screen, but the Japanese, she still sings. The countdown comes to an end and the singer spreads her dress (which has some sleeves that reach the floor) and when it reaches zero projected onto the dress "Happy 2010" (in Japanese, of course). Nice way to start the year. Although one misses Ramon Garcia and his vampire face, or else the news of the puppet. Happy
2010. The year begins in Japan. No grapes. With pie. We are together. It is a good start this year. Day 1
flu gives his final lurch back and decided to stay at home.
But I and Mary want to live in the new year in Japan as Japanese. So day 2 we get to a temple on the outskirts of Osaka. The Japanese for the new year come all to the temple. It's his way of celebrating. When you get there the temple is absolutely packed. Enter and cross a bridge.
In the temple, there is everything. Of all ages and styles. There are some people with kimono like this really cute girl.
Is it not to eat?
A little later, one of the buildings of the temple is a kind of networks in which throw coins and pray.
Finally, there is a kind of pallets with hanging ropes attached to which there are thousands of papers. The selling in the temple. They each wrote their wishes for the new year, folded and tied to the rope, so that they are met.
In the rest of the temple (Temples in Japan are more than a building space) is a kind of fair. There are food stalls, games, stuffed animals. Everything. Of course, there was a kebab. Japan is not immune to the kebab. Proof:
course they do not start the year with alcohol intoxication. We begin leaving the fair. Having them should envy.
Because images often can not say everything, I tried to record a video for which saw Japan as it sounds. The result is not the best in the world, but here it is:
edition number one: Edito ably because my mother has reminded me that I have not explained things I promised to explain. Here goes.
Chinese running. I really only provides a variation of The guy who runs, which is what the English call there. It is the greatest symbol of Osaka (fine shit, you will think, for it, but it is a symbol, and hey, enough nice things is the city). The story of why it is so important not to know me, really.
Combi-ni. This I found fascinating, is a type of supermarkets that are open 24 hours a day 365 days a year. Do not ever, ever close and there are many, of many kinds. Interestingly, an employee of Lawson (one of the Combi-ní), which bought at year-end employee reminded me of a huge community of the fruit of Amelia, for its handling of the goods and give you anything. An interesting fact that you are on the other side of the world. The poor man spent half his life there.
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