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In between paid works and life enjoyment, I've covered some events, festivals, and dives. Have a look at my last adventures through these blog posts.
July 31, 2018
Laos is all about quietness, about time spent slowly – you’ll probably look at things and feel them in a way that is different than elsewhere. If ever you book a trip to Laos, don’t get the mistake of trying to see all cities, monuments and attractions in a short period of time – they are not that impressive! What makes it worthwhile is to spend time somewhere – anywhere!
July 30, 2018
Kao-San Road, the popular backpacker night party and meeting place, had also its share of street food, from fragrant pork meat, to many different curries, skewers, pad-thais (stir-fried rice noodles), Som Tam (green papaya salads) and everything in between. For insect tasting I really don’t recommend it, as they’re not fried on site, and mostly taste like “old frying pan”.
August 30, 2017
People gather on the square mid afternoon, drinking and snacking and chatting about the previous night party or the bulls behaviour in the morning. I wanted to know the names of the “matadors” which were the Colombian Guerrita Chico and the Spanish Fernando Beltran. I didn’t know much, if anything about them, but it wasn’t overly important. Being part of it, and shooting from the inside was my main goal.
July 3, 2017
important and beautiful things in life must be felt and experienced – they cannot be explained. This same happens with aficion, literally meaning affection: an interest, an affinity, a devotion, some deep fondness, which can be used in many different contexts (sports, music, food), but acquires a deeper meaning when related to wild bulls.
June 29, 2017
The bulls came from “Canas Vigoroux” for António Telles, Diego Ventura and João Moura Jr., plus the groups of “Forcados Amadores do Montijo” and “Alcochete”, led by Ricardo Figueiredo and Nuno Santana respectively.
May 8, 2016
he visible part of the ritual started with the placement of the mortal remains on a Bade (towering structure), which was then paraded, along with the stair and a black bull effigy (Lembu) along 1.5 km to the cemetery. Then the remains were taken away from the Bade and placed inside the Lembu, which was cremate
January 15, 2016
Walked among coffee plantations and smell the fragrancy of the flowers, taste the tamarinds, feel the vibe of different villages, and finally meet A Biu in Plei Klang village.
January 11, 2016
The old city is surrounded by watercourses, which host many fishing boats, including the traditional basket ones. These ingenuous, funny looking, bamboo made boats were a way to avoid french taxation on regular boats on the colonial era. Lift nets are also widely used. Take some time to drive your motorcycle or pedal bike near the river and enjoy the views over the rice fields and vegetable gardens.
January 9, 2016
Apart from the views themselves (one can’t stop feeling inside a Vietnam war film), the highlights were a paper rice (for spring rolls) manufacture, and a “snake farm”, which was nothing more than a snake abattoir, where gigantic pitons were slaughtered and skinned. Environmentalists may find it repulsing, smell wasn’t the best, but the experience was intense. Photos were not allowed, but I silently blind shot from my waist, ending up with some usable ones.
December 28, 2015
One is staying by at the balcony, at night, after dinner, among a dense cloud of insects, watching small boats coming and going, to bring their catch (mostly, net bags of cockles) to be weighted and despatched to the villages.
December 10, 2015
There are mountains and valleys to be climbed, a few cafés and restaurants to stop, with tasty food and drinks. I did the trip while the road was being rebuilt, which added a bit of mud and respect towards the big trucks. Priority here goes always to the bigger ones. Don’t play fancy! Still, most of the road was in safe, good condition
December 4, 2015
azy to investigate further, there was some sort of fascination about it. Why would these women self mutilate in such a way? Was it purely aesthetics? Was it some sort of captivity? I heard that after many years wearing brass rings, the neck muscles couldn’t hold the head anymore (not true, at least, in the majority of cases).
