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Sumatra ... Welcome to the juuungleee!!

Well, came the long awaited moment ... perlite of my trip, the idea of \u200b\u200bSanti which was growing for months to put a special touch to our trip, anywhere other than the normal route ... we risk and certainly do not fail ... these last days were without doubt one of the most powerful experiences that we all live ... Pay a kind of expression only to try to capture in words something of what I felt, but advancement not think I can ...

I start ... Tuesday, 20, arrived at Medan, the capital of Sumatra Island (Indonesia), and Harry was waiting for us to take us to Bukit Lawang, a village at 2:30 am in Medan ... Bukit Lawang

, Gateway to the Mountain in local language ... falls short ... for us was the door to a world of sensations of all kinds ... but at all times dazzled by what we were living ...

come into town and as we were in the middle of paradise down to earth ... DI VI NO hotel beside a river in the countryside and in the middle of a place for us was something like the end of the world ... priceless ...

On this trip all the sensations are enhanced, in addition there are many factors that naturally do we live in a cloud of farts amazing ... jumpers went from kings on a single flight ... not make an idea of \u200b\u200bhow cheap it is all here ... we are paying $ 5 per night in a luxury hotel on Lake Tobaaaaa !!!!!! I never tire of repeating it every day at all times, and still do not think so ... "We are in sumatra" ... so I'm all day, and I long to laugh like an idiot every single time ...

Well, I do not want to lose the order, but the eirp that I have messed up my ideas ... Bukit Lawang

then .... incredible site, and people really, really nice ... arrived and we found who would be our guide in the trek through the jungle ... Obiwan, a crazy hence it is a phenomenon ... a few years ago lost most of his family (it was 14 children) in a swollen river ... I could not help thinking about the tsunamis that hit them in this area in recent years and which we saw as something so far in Montevideo ... We here in the middle of the piñata, living with people who suffer these tragedies raw ... very strong all ...

We settled into the hotel, we met around and went to a pool of orangutans to see how they were fed ... clearly had no idea what we were going to see another day, because it was so expendable that visit ... like a shit laugh to see them behave like humans, taking water from a jug and peeling bananas to eat ... is clear where we descend, and it is worrying how similar we are! if not for the hair would doubt that there are so many developmental levels in the middle ...

We returned from the visit and had a previously scheduled activity ... popcorn saw a volley, and well .... the challenge was on the table, might not continue eating with these Easter! In short, we play again ... Santi and me against Nico and Bruno ate ... and again ... if I had a bit of pride should not write more such feats, but the truth is now all fish sold ... fuck with us and that is one per continent, very sad about us ...

good thing was that as we played it was snuggling a local crowd, and watched us play ... I thought they were impressed by our technique daunting, but I ate the pill ... challenged us to make a Uruguay-Sumatra .... 5 on 5, we 4 with a local weak against 5 of them ... and was still on the beers ... no god ...

clarify that I never thought we were going to win, and that they were 5 dwarves 1.50 each ... but just suspicious, it was obvious that something had told us to play ... I even think that the skinny joined us to us was to re letting shit make all the points ... ended up being the best of our team and put everything ... judge them, and mistrusted ... doubtful points were provided for us ... a crazy, I had no nothing to be wary! Very honest and cool these people ... of course, in the most "marketers" must be different, do try to cagarte there everywhere, but in Bukit Lawang not seem to post ... we were kings.

played the game best of 3 sets ... it was amazing to see them laugh at our war cries when we made a point! We light the popular "charrúa claw", but As we march ... heh. Incredible

until we asked beer instead of coke, worth 6 times less ... if we won we were going to get the menu and order the most expensive thing would die ... so we are no

case ... Anyway, very fun all, we marvel at the life of kings and the landscape, we ironed an awesome dinner with Nico and Bruno, with starter, main course and dessert (beers) and we went to sleep ...

Wednesday 21, we started the odyssey jungle matuca at 9 ... 4 hours of run up and down mountains in the shooting of the lungs and legs, not too beaten path in an effort physical unprecedented for any of us ... after 15 minutes we were gasping like some jerks, less Xime Olympics coming to India head of the line, behind

Obiwan ... On the way has already begun to see everything a little monkey ... of different types, the famous orangutan, but now in the wild, trees, bugs ... most incredible was that we were in the middle of the fucking jungle! There was an armed safari, the zoo was not Villa Dolores, was forest ... we fell and we could go either way ... and in fact sometimes we fell vaaarias ... Nico opened the floor, and Santi always doing silly things like their fearless abused the "culipatín" on the downhills ... skate when we went down was a fixed, but so did those of Tarzan vines!! Amazing ... of course, in slow and carefully, but was little cry ... "ahahah hahahahhhhhh aaaahhhhh hhhhhhh" (imagination please) ...

While we were running at the limit of physical exhaustion and dehydration, Obiwan jumping as if on the backyard, without sweating a drop ... we teased the bastard still ... and always when we came a murderous rise fucked shouting "keep you smile ..." (Keep your smile).

With us was also another value Obiwan team ... Murdock, who also played football professionally ... allegedly .... Fubolanga pint less than me ... was the background behind all of us making sure that nobody is left, so did make great friends with Brunito that two of three will be given by a qualified electrician to ensure that the idiot did not leave a shrimp ... hehe.

And also came with us, but came and went, a third member ... Cucumber, quite a character ... this people like to laugh and make jokes, but mainly Cucumber ... the number of times we took the hair and peppered us to stories and jokes was awesome ... they were also bad jokes, true to my style, which at times did a round trip between sarcasm, irony and jokes that kept us entertained picaresque ...

At one point I see an ant the size of a finger (finger bit), and asked if it was dangerous Obiwan (basic question when you see a potential threat in the middle of the jungle does not?), and then started to tell the story of the ant, which called "ant stupid" because it just is perfectly harmless, can sting only once in his life and does nothing stick ... plus when it bites you have to kill himself and a kind of jungle harakiri, cut his own head .... All very strange ... but anyway, even had ants in my hand as we did the stories, and until we fell in love with the poor ant ant suicide ... released, it started to walk, and Nico without any moral qualms about the ... and stepped up there was the story of the ant stupid.

kept walking, suffering and enjoying the adventure, until at about 14 pm we reached a waterfall, as a sort of spring where we were going to lunch ... the locals we had prepared a biandita each, with spicy rice as reinforcement mosquitoes, a fried egg, tomatoes and cucumbers firefighters, who once again saved my life ... like the spicy food is awesome, hot yes, but delicious, and a very strange flavor that we all really liked a lot more what we expected ...

After lunch, Cucumber began a show of the joke was funny ... but still was a shock to me because I was suddenly hearing the same jokes in Sumatra that I do in Montevideo on elephants but he did with orangutans! It was something rare ... thousands of miles away physical and cultural, and jokes were the same ... "how you put an orangutan in a freezer? You open the freezer door and you put pa inside ".... As simple and always pay ... "how you put an elephant inside a freezer? You can not because it is the orangutan! "Incredible ... I pyro with these jokes ... so I jumped to the twisty and I threw the ol '" how you put four elephants in a Fitito? 2 forward and 2 back! "Haha. And they started laughing like little kids shit guys ... it was fun ...

Anyway, we finished the "coffee-table", and now a little more rested after having cooled off in the lagoon, we were ready to continue the trip ...

again or saw in a hell with these ups and downs, but we are not going ... and Xime first or as fresh as at first, things were normalizing ... heh.

Two hours of journey, and arrived at camp ... so desired. I already thought I was Robinson Crusoe, listening to the river and shouted "we are close!" ... Yeah yeah, I know a ghost, but if I feel adventurous there ... .... The camp

(called Hotel California, I think it was sarcastic, but anyway ...) are the fourth team member Ahmed Obiwan ... ... we arrived and was cooking, at 4 pm ... at 8 followed Cooking ... weird, but later we understood why ...

Obiwan and Cucumber Meanwhile entertained us with some puzzles, one of which led him to recall Montevideo ... hours trying to resolve this "bamboo pieces" and could not ...

When I started to get dark, Obiwan told us he had to go because I had another day, another trek, and had to rest ... so we stayed with the other 3 Easter to spend the night ... now, how it was back to the people Obiwna ? Snap, jumped into the river and allowed to weigh with the flow ... And the strongest is that it was smoking (smoke like bats estos locos), y cuando se tiró al río levantó la mano y mantuvo el pucho prendido!!!!! U n hijo de puta… merecía una fotito…

Ya de noche, Ahmed nos agasajó con una variedad de platos increíble, y todos riquísimos!! Si mal no recuerdo, era “pollo samor”, patas de pollo fritas y embadurnadas en un mojo típico de ellos, “pan tempé”, unos pancitos que parecían de carne pero eran de tofu; y algo más tempé que era como un revuelto de tofu y porotos que estaba notable… está clarísimo que no tengo ni idea de lo que significa tempé o samor… todo medio picante, but tolerable ... we had a bellyful killer, and then started with a Cucumber card cheap tricks, who called black magic, and they put a color, and spoke with the gods and that I, and were all the tricks a trout ... the best was when I tried to guess the letter to mail, and I missed by one, because it was bad .... Nico threw without him to see he had changed the letter and began to fuck he also knew the poor black magic ... Cucumber pyrogen with great ability to Nico and I was convinced that he had changed the letter, because if no he could not have missed the count ... Great moral of the poor sumatrense, because the logic was think that the bastard could not count, but preferred to believe in black magic of a great unique ... no doubt.

Anyway, we went to sleep in the jungle and heavy rain which brought a look of concern among the leaders, perhaps wondering if we could go in rubber boats on the river the next day, which was overgrown ... some awakened at night, some insects but not many, and made a tremendous darkness that night was pretty special ... heh.

The next day morning we woke up, some at 6, I think about 7, and Ahmed was already cooking breakfast ... reinforcements were sent anthology, with 4 pieces of toast with butter, fried egg, tomato and cheese ... crazy worthy of being repeated too often if you have at least a little respect for the liver ... but how good it is!

breakfast and went rafting in rubber boats on the river ... veeeeery dvertido, while we were singing or fucking naive fools ... the uruguayita laboratory, we set all the pilot of the tour group in an attempt to believe that we would avoid some water ... well, it is clear the outcome of that ...

Along the way, Murdoch (the guides to fart) was singing a song to the tune of "jingle bells" which read:

Jungle trek, jungle trek in Bukit Lawang
See the monkeys, see the birds, see orangutans! Dreaming
together, rowing together, everthing together,
In Bukit Lawang!!

A laughing shit ... and so we were singing the song to the village ...

Finally, there ended our adventure in the jungle of Bukit Lawang ... a unique and unforgettable adventure ... able in a few years gives us to make the trek of 10 days, really the heart of the jungle, where you can see tire, rhinos and countless other things that should be amazing .... Or can not ... heh.

From there we came here, Danau Toba (Lake Toba) ... an idyllic lake with a hotel on the shore (Samosir cottages) in Samosir Island is located in the center of the lake, and it is true or pire ... more after coming from the other end ... all is well, we move from poor to rich, we lose days time zones, we see poverty and richness over the course of few hours ... everything is an endless list of contrasts that we turn your head ...

Here there is much more to count plus it is a paradise ... we are living like royalty, eating well and very cheap, enjoying the hotel and the lake like crazy, and waiting to go to Bali in a few hours ...

As anticipated at the beginning, I became very long, and capable of some tedious ... I tried to give a very vague idea (because more than that can not) of what we experienced over the past 3 days ... I hope I have succeeded ...

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From West to East ... Kuala Lumpur!

Finally we are starting with the most "mysterious" of our trip ... where we really started to find distinas cultures to ours, and if it is a fairly strong shock, at least at first, I think is the most enriching of the whole trip ... does not mean that is what more we enjoy, that I will assess when finished, but certainly in these regions is brand new and we distinas to achieve truly open mind ... at least I hope so. Leaving

NZ a couple of days ago, bound for Sumatra, with several stops in between to try to take advantage ... From Wellington we flew to Sydney for connection to Bali ... we had been in Sydney, but luckily we were able to come back because we had fallen short on the day and a half we were ... we had 10 hours to kill, and to take advantage of us went to Nico and Bruno to the center to ride around, enjoying the beautiful day and if he painted wanted to go to a zoo that is in Darling Harbour (Wildlife) ... Ximena Smith and pulled to Bondi beach near the airport they say is very good ... we let take a couple days ago for a change .... and privacy were claiming ... je.

Wildlife was amazing, we use the time, and most importantly, we took two huge earrings that had been in Australia .... met the famous kangaroos and koalas! Very interesting indeed ... also met a crocodile worthy of great respect ... called Rex, and not to fart ... measured as 3 lucas and was an Olympic swimmer ... say we did not want to fight with him .... incredible treasure.

Finally, after half a day and a divine lunch at Circular Quay (where the opera) we returned to the airport to meet with Smith and Ximena to go to Bali (Indonesia) who was the second leg to Sumatra ...

The flight to Bali was the best away we had so far ... boot was pretty empty, so we could accommodate elaborate sleeping throughout the journey ...

Supuestamete meals had not included because it was a Jetstar flight (a small company), but as we had bought the Qantas flight that "sublet" the Jetstar service (able to be few passengers, no know) if we accounted for a food ... and they served us dinner ... ate 5, and as expected, assumptions began to ask if we could get repeat or if we were going to get shitting ... or if we are not hungry, but the truth was worth a try considering that the only real meal that we have tested are those of planes (sad, I know) ... So I was the first to ask a stewardess, and I got to bring me a lamb dish (was amazing) ... the faces of the other 3 were superb (Xime was already asleep) ... Santi was then to ask the other steward (kick to his own goal, like most Asians) a second menu ... and here is the eternal question of how you have done your order, because we agree that Santi and feel never got along ... concerned that the steward told him he had to pay 12 USD if I wanted to eat again ... to what is obviously refused ... looks to me he was eating quietly became threatening ...

Frustrated Santi went to sleep, and Nico and Bruno were gathering courage to ask the other Chinese food ... both rose to speak, and went to ask, and almost weeping managed to find the sufficient degree of shame ... Bruno is rumored to hit the cry of "meatttt" (meat) the kitchen, and said no more nothing ... almost as gruesome as if to ask if they charge interest on card payments used the phrase "is there any ?"... OVERLOAD a true titan.

So they brought their food ... and as he does not like things to all landed me in a third dish Bober, leading automatically to go to cagarnos Santi wake of laughter from the situation ... could not show the poor ... As for the record stating that I offered him my plate and did not want (lest they come to me after the citation of human rights).

Anyway, sorry for the length of the story, but it was worth remembering them.

In Bali we only night in the airport, but it was incredible the first sensation to come ... Already noticed that we were in another world completely different ... obviously that race is completely different ... Hindus all kinds Negritos, young children, y. .. very, very smelly Those sons of bitches.

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My feeling was that we caution ... of not knowing what to leave, why can offend and what our actions can have consequences .... Fear not if you call him, but knowing a little at first there was ... the sense that they have different rules than we know, and something that we can be normal for them may not just be an insult but also a crime to ... of course that lasts 20 minutes, then throw us to sleep in the middle of the airport against the walls and all that feeling turned in 435 sheep jumping on my head ... until I was awakened again by a water leak on the floor that magically gave to my back ... I do not remember if he had said, but Maui had passed me the same when we slept on the beach ... I see that this pa ... Water breaks my balls to my just ...

Anyway ... impressive heat in Bali, and a deluge that made the culture change will add a very noticeable climate change ...

We woke up to catch the flight to Kuala Lumpur, from where I write now ... from above the plane when we landed and looked a totally different landscape style ... huge plantations of trees of any type of biodegradable oil that what we learned is used to make diesel ...

People seem to be very pleasant, the same style at least physically Indonesians, but were still experiencing these first sensations in the Muslim world, with this heat and smells that you really turn around and punch.

At first it was all a mess, but slowly we were getting used and I ended up really enjoying the atmosphere ... the late afternoon we went to walk looking our unique souvenir magnets, and we face our first price haggling with the people here ... much as we had been told was the subject we wanted to end up crowding out and all free ... and yes, where it was found that charge you 5 Ringgit (MYR, Malaysia's currency) by a magnet ... USD is almost two! Free, free ... must be free.

Very funny walking down the street with the mate ... look at us all to go and ask us what it is! guys laugh like little kids ... Uruguay and talked with some Malay world, we told all sorts of lies and that Uruguay would be the next World Champion, and some truths, like the Argentines stink.

Anyway, have fun ... then later we also walk a ra Santi to the center, and was also very nice .... had gone to see the Petronas Towers (home of Malaysia's biggest oil company) tomorrow, and the only thing we had to see was an image of the city at night ... really so cute and all ...

The hostel is also very good, especially the attention ... a skinny lady Borneo and northern Malaysia are re cool and we are serving as gods, for just 11 USD ... for now everything is great truth ... until we had a local meal to venture today at noon! Nasi Lemak with fried chicken ... coconut rice is very good, with a piece of fried chicken and a spicy sauce murdered ... everything was awesome until that ate us alive sauce ... I never thought I would be so grateful to the two slices of cucumber that helped put out that fire ... great pasiónnnn ....

Well, that was all for Kuala Lumpur ... in a while to get up to go on the great adventure of Sumatra, with a safari through the jungle and whatever fate throws at us ... Medan, Bukit Lawang, Lake Toba ... all uncertain destinations ... but one thing can not fail, and the cold beer we're going to take at each new destination ... to your health!

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Fox and Franz Josef Glaciers, Chrstchurch and went ...

few minutes after finishing the last note in Queenstown and go to sleep, suffer a sudden a little annoying ... some asshole lit a cigarette in the room and set off the fire alarm ... Imagine our good humor when we had to wake up in the middle of the cold so that firefighters could get to ride their costumes ...

Anyway ... cagarnos cold after waiting for the green light to the bed, we hit a couple of hours of sleep ... the other half day starts asleep to the west coast of the island, heading for two glaciers ... Fox and Franz Josef (the latter would spend the night) ...

As we had several hours of driving, we all on the wheel, and the contrast I noted that we drove the 4 distinct styles ... Santi is the lance that handles with one hand out the window, trying to find out new things like an automatic car that can brake with your left foot without taking any flying out the windshield (by that which we are accustomed to using the left foot for the clutch, and we pump) ... Nico is trying to lose time and handle statistics ... "The map said 2 hours and a half ... more or less hour and a half that got ..."... always using the sun to tan, it is clear ... I think I'm trying to do that travelers have a pleasant ride, going at a steady speed, no sudden changes ... of course, this causes all to sleep when I drive ... and Bruno is the one that makes us feel in the midst of an advanced rafting ... I guess it's in an attempt to save on extreme sports guita ... heh.

But everyone we meet, the car was returned without even a scratch and we had all arrived safely at each destination ... Obviously the details of the maneuvers was to tell after completion, so mothers do not worry that everything went well!

We started with malaria pills ... all karma brought these little pill, which has more contraindications and side effects of swallowing a gallon of gasoline ... hallucinations, vomiting, diarrhea, psychosis syndrome john travolta, well ... thousand different things ... Like the truth that we do not feel well ... but it seems that Xime is about to change by their new friends, freaks media clowns who saw the other day at the hostel after taking the pill ... if I knew so well the beat we had taken a couple of days later and I took advantage of the clowns to celebrate the birthday of Nico! je.

Well, we arrived at Fox Glacier area, and then to Franz Josef ... in the path way to the west of the island against the Sea Tasmania, we noticed that the side of the beach had many piles of stones together along about 200 meters, as kinds of tributes ... got to see, and reminders were marks of the people passing by is ... anyone ever pulled it off and now is like a set ... obviously I wanted to make our mark, so we put together a Pilita for other humble ... I wanted to make a mark symbolic of what we Uruguayans in the world, so I thought steal a stone from several different tributes to build our own ... what better way to represent it? But do not let me ... so I took only a stone that was cute, as decorate the top of the stack, and interestingly this piedrilla was written on both sides by different people who were at different times in that place .... Any conclusion? No? Well they are saying ... someone had stolen the same stone before! So I was assured that we are not alone with these ideas is lost ... and breaking the myth that the Uruguayans are fuckers ... you'll see that along the way ... it completely collapsed. Bah, if not much ...

Glaciers then .... were not much truth, it was great, but not if it's worth going especially to see them ... a couple of mountains of ice in the middle they do not come close to what can be blinded by the Perito Moreno ... I took an empty water bottle with water to recharge the glacier, and is a mess (if you can categorize the water mess at some point) ... pure as any you've tried, and much richer than water purchased until salus!

Just imagine that in winter I can become more picturesque ... but well, says Brunito now cuand0 disappoint us something we can call it a "Franz Josef" ... and suggested some other sayings that we were arming throughout day, whose main goal is to become very hot to someone not in those places ... and so we have:

"Stop, I cebaste a Hanauma Bay!" - when the pond is almost matte, with just a trickle of dry grass ... or a "Sea of \u200b\u200bTasmania ..." if it is complete ... je lagoon.
"It happened fast as fart in Milford Sound ..." - reflecting the ephemeral nature of a thing ...
"It was a Franz Josef ..." - when something disappoints a bit, or "Arthur's Pass" when is a complete sold smoke ...

And then for example when adding someone new to the group setting is to emphasize how incredible immediate destination was the previous ... Poor Bruno and Nico are dying to go through San Francisco to see if it is sooo good as they say (entered in Hawaii, a destination later ...).

we Christchurch last night, we returned the car and went to a bar to celebrate the birthday of Nico eating pizza and drinking some beers, very nice night ... walk which gave us just to see the center, and returned the hostel, because today we went too early to Wellington, taking a train across the east coast of the South Island from Christchurch to Picton (north-east of the South Island) and then a ferry from Picton to Wellington (south of the North Island) ... The train was good, but the best was the ferry ... 3 hours surfing by the Cook Strait (a Captain who discovered there was water between northern and southern NZ ... that is, discovered that there were two islands ...) was very interesting ... some guarango dared to compare it to the mythical Eladia that leads Isabel in 43 hours from Colonia to Buenos Aires ... okay, okay ... just comparing the Eladia would be a skateboard next to this ...

Anyway ... we got to Wellington, and we moved quickly into the hostel, we ate early (at 7), and each got his things, or sleep ... tomorrow we leave at 4 am for the airport to pull our connecting flight to Sydney then from there to Bali and Sumatra ... so you see, we wait for days ...

tired way of thinking ... I realized last night that it is very difficult if not impossible, to get to know something of the everyday habits of places we visited ... the way of living, thinking, moving, in short, to live ... never stop being tourists, and it is normal because we spent a couple of days in each city, and would be very stupid to think that this time we know more than merely superficial ...

This I realized while talking to a German who was also aware of NZ for the first time, but unlike We stayed a month ... and several days in the same city and at the same hostel ... I could not believe we were only 7 days in NZ ... For many people traveling backpacker, the goal is not to pass by a place but getting to know really how the systems that place ... I do not understand why when we returned to Queenstown was still much the same people we had seen two nights ago ... and now I understand a little more ...

As I am not saying by this that we should change the focus of our trip, or fart ... just that the goal must be oriented to absorb as much as you can in a short time, and accept the idea that we will only bring feelings, images and perceptions, in my view somewhat superficial understanding this ... I think I will not disappoint because they can not answer the question very thoroughly "and how are New Zealanders?" ...

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New Zealand: Lake Tekapo, Queenstown and Te Anau

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April 11 ... we Christchurch, pick up the van we had rented and set out for the first stop on Lake Tekapo destination ... ... to pique the path started to show why people pyre when he speaks of the South Island of New Zealand ... and that it was just the beginning ... A tapis landscape of mountains, fields, rivers ... sheep, cattle and servants seem to embrace the world farmer (yes, serfs, locossss), but obviously that comes a lot more crazy mountain landscape that we are not

used ... for now New Zealanders are being very nice people, but I'm surprised the number of foreigners who come across on the way, both travel like us or live here ... I still can not understand, as you suggested my friend Bruno (I have to mention because they threatened to sue me) is that having been a British colony still keep the flag with the sequel ... not to mention currencies continue to face ... the Queen Elizabeth II! in Australia is exactly the same ... I do not know if it's an issue that ended their relationship on good terms or whether they are cuckolds is just ... just do not understand! We

to Lake Tekapo, about 230 km from Christchurch, and dark and we are in the Lake Tekapo YHA hostel ... the truth is a feeling amazing ... we were in the middle of nowhere, isolation and remoteness that made me feel like we were protected in the hostel ... the lake is divine, with all the mountains around, and a small town boy sooo when you saw the sun set lit on the shore of the lake ... I know the piston re trying to explain what we saw, and it is also impossible to explain with words ... until we realized that the photos do not reflect a fart what happens with our eyes, so do not think I exaggerate when I say that what we went through is incredible if the pictures do not say the same thing, is simply that we are cheeses with the camera ... je.

Anyway, I stuck to the philosophy ... I with the most interesting (to me at least) ...

We went walking at night in complete darkness (the town is completely void of light when the sun goes down), and after cagarnos to their feet and see that we had more 3 mines fear that we went through the side like that, we assumed that something was amiss and went to sleep ...

The next day, Monday 12, left early to Queenstown, always moving to the south of the island ... a city that traded high for extreme sports and did not disappoint ... yes sir! Finally got the elderly as BUNGY! Aj Hackett, the first bungy was done in history, in the Kawarau bridge at 23 km Queenstown ... A jump from 43 meters into the void do not know what it was ... here I can say that the pictures say it all ... fear above him is very clear! Passion ... But hey, I did not much time to think, I paid and I threw without much thought ... it was the only way I asked the skinny ... let me touch the water (regulated by body weight), but he specified that he did not want hunidera me halfway, as he had seen in some photos, to which he replied "Do not worry, you're very light, probably just touch, hopefully ..." I'm not clear or very light, or the son of a bitch I saw the face of idiot, because I swallowed water like hell! but was rich ...

Xime and Bruno jumped too, all were dead of fear! But it was amazing ... you won ta last dollar ... gathering all submissions on exams, gone to look for results, and school ID cards shown to the parents, unable to reach a third of what it was that cagazo ... , see it in these pics ...

Anyway, went out and the important thing ... a slope less ... Queenstown ... a beautiful city, mountains on all sides, a lake side, and an impressive hostel made this city one of the best places so far ... including last by Arrow Town, picturesque village a few miles from there ... and trees, many trees ... (This is for my friend Brunito the pyre with the forests is very rare ... all this.)

The hostel really fun ... full of people everywhere ... very comfortable, large and tidy ... the night we went out with the people there to visit some bars in a group (we were like 50 guided by the skinny place ... "blind crawl bar "... blind man crossing the bars blindfolded and with someone who will guide you laugh ... a shit, but no more relying on Xime as guía, puse mi vida en sus manos y terminé de frente contra un coso de esos que tiran agua para los bomberos (perdonen mi limitado vocabulario)… Hoy Martes 13 salíamos para Te Anau (donde estamos ahora), en dirección al Milford Sound, lo que supone ser la mayor atracción paisajística de NZ, y a donde iremos mañana de mañana… zona de fiordos, increíble… la próxima les contaré… pero antesde dejar Queenstown fuimos a buscar otra dosis de adrenalina… subimos a una montaña en unas góndolas de esas que van agarradas de un cable, y en la cima había una pista de carritos de gravedad, tipo autitos de carrera pero que funcionan sin motor, a caída libre nomás… and can be run ... heh. Obvious that the 4 kids had to compete for today's beer night, and the 4 runs we had termi Nico not being the winner, with two race wins ... Sam and I won one and finished immaculately latest Bruno Table of laurels ... The truth really fun! ... I left some games to experiment, but have to leave in another destination, we still have ships to burn ... heh. We

Te Anau, another small town boy who does not know because we found an awesome hostel, and a volleyball net in the background ... it was a set that came the revenge of the beach and ate the food ... again, damn ...
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prepare dinner (noodles with sauce, noodles with butter and cheese, more noodles) and take some snacks to go to bed happy in a moment, because tomorrow at 5 am we have to be despiertitos to go to Milford ... is supposed to be a ride from hell, and I doubt that this is going to be ... we'll see how it looks!

I still can not believe we are in New Zealand, and it does not end here ... luckily people we meet and we will travel deals to remind us how lucky we are able to be living this ...

La birra the destination: Lake Tekapo, Queenstown Steinlager ...: X ... In Te Anau: Speight's ... all local beauties.

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Here I am, sisi people returned and brought with me to Chapter 37. The long-awaited wedding, know that maybe was not what I expected but I promise to give them what they want later. This chapter is long, so can not complain. The share of clothing is half boring, but I thought it would like to know who had placed. Also I wanted to put a photo of Kellan and Jackson, but the blog would not let me, I owe it to the next chapter.
This is especially dedicated to Trii which is meeting tomorrow, Sunday 11 20 years old, so congratulations to her and this cap is for you friend!
Oh and for those who want to know, Cam is in this chapter only upon request of Maqi jajaj.
Enjoy it.


Chapter 37 - The wedding.
The bridesmaids enter first with a small bouquet of white roses. The wedding march will begin to listen then, and Gabriela are now come with his father.
The bride was very anxious, and to lie, I was too. Far from getting married at the altar waiting for me two men who had hurt and could not help feeling nervous about the echo. Fortunately, Julie was able to see my nervousness and said - quiet Agus, you know he loves you. It'll be alright.
wanted to believe it would be that way, but lately everything went upside down, so that you never knew. I sighed deeply and decided to continue with the whole affair. Could not let me win the stupid nerves that overwhelmed me.
still do not know where I took the courage to enter that place, but I should have, by Gabriel and Robert and me. What God would want to go and with that thought I stopped at the door of the church behind Veronica.
deep breathe again, the doors were opened and the crowd hinted waiting anxiously. I had to remember how to walk when my friend's sister started to move. I followed sparingly holding small bouquet and looking forward. The place was packed and everything was in harmony. There was a red carpet that decorated the hall we walked inside, banks had little flowers on the tips and the church was magnificent, had beige marble floors, tall columns at the best Greek style, the walls were drawn with little angels and vitro gave away the passion (by that I mean the way that Jesus did to the cross). The couple had been lucky to find a Christian church in the Anglican country.
just tried to look ahead anywhere unless I knew who they would be if I did and although they eventually should, I was on the right to extend the time. The people there watching us closely and surely criticizing our dresses or something. I figured there would be very important people in the profession that Robert exercised, but I was able to look at anyone.
The corridor seemed endless to me, I wanted to walk down the aisle as soon as possible but it appeared that the closer I got over it drove away. Fortunately, the meter was dropped and a few steps when I saw it. Brought a black suit, high quality of the distance you could see it was expensive, below is hinted a gray vest and tie of pearly gray tones darker than the jacket, which made a very good combination with his eyes.
I could not help smiling at his attire, it was Jackson if not bring a jacket. Apparently I was looking because I also smiled and little could be done before blush.
Only then paid attention to the people who were there. Robert looked the most nervous but also very much in love. This brought a fraquet (you know, is like a suit jacket but with more Larguita) black and looked impeccably well. Beside him was a person who did not know but I figured it would be a childhood friend, who also brought Jackson as a black suit but in this case the tie was pink. And beyond Kellan was in a black suit for a change, a black vest in this case and a blue tie, also combined with their eyes. To stand at my post on the side of the bride, I could see that he was watching me in pain and could not do more than send you a loving smile and tender.
At the time the wedding march began to invade the place and all present stood. Gabriela came from the arm of her father, she looked radiant and full of joy. I was glad delighted to be able to see was the love of his life and be happy with him, she deserved it as much as him. Were an excellent partner, complemented when Jasper and Alice and was what I liked about them.
When they reached the altar after the winding corridor, the father gave his daughter's boyfriend with a very moving words that made their little girl drop a few tears.
The ceremony was perfect, you could feel the love and familiarity in the environment so it was very emotional for everyone there. Besides the vows were the most beautiful I've heard, they demonstrated the absolute admiration they had for one another, friendship and respect that they had but above all the love that is professed. At that time I could not stop a tear come out of the corner of my eyes and end up with on my lips, but through them I outlined a shy smile that would not only addressed to Jackson, which from the other side smiling with me same tenderness that I did. The couple got tears partnerships to know that they were giving to a person you loved for the rest of their lives, and ended the ceremony with a tender and passionate kiss.
Those present burst into applause and me, another few more tears, thankfully my makeup was waterproof. He had always been very weepy with weddings, and if it is added that the bride was my friend and loving state in which I was, was a lethal combination.
The couple paraded through the halls again and now it was time for the bridesmaids and sponsors. Then I realized I would have to go on the arm of Jackson, this was a plot. Veronica and Robert's friend came to walk the carpet, and now it was our turn. We took a few seconds to stare deeply into my eyes as we used to back as they could see I saw love in a way that could almost touch it but behind that, also could see the pain he had caused. I repressed mentally for being so proud. Cuts and smiled affectionately as we approached, when we were just three inches he grabbed my arm and began to follow the couple.
- you look beautiful - said looking into my eyes as we walked. I had forgotten the impact his voice had in my giddy brain. Was entirely male, but not stopped being so sweet and soft.
- thanks. You are also very smart - I just whispering daring to return the compliment.
could feel the steps of Kellan and Juliet behind us, and far from happy about it reminded me of the damage he'd done to that man, and this was the guilt that washed over me then I could not give a word.
Leaving the church, Julia, Veronica and I rushed over seas Gabriela who wept with emotion, on the other hand, men rushed like beasts of Robert and smiling all ecstatic to see his friend happy. Gradually, people filled the entrance, talking about the ceremony and how nice it had been, others speaking of the bride dress, others are restricted to be standing there and had several others congratulating the couple.
For my part I just talk to my friends and the sister of one of them, while waiting to go to the hotel. Gabriela had chosen to follow the traditionalism of Argentina, is to party, dance the waltz at the beginning, be the last to leave and then leave for the honeymoon, not as is customary in these latitudes. That is why the guests were confused and did not know that was what came next, so that we knew what would happen had to guide them to the hotel.
was when I was in a dilemma, had been in the remise but clearly it was not there to take us back to the hotel, then I realized that each bridesmaid and had a companion to carry. Veronica was very comfortable with Robert's friend which did not yet know the name, Juliet went with Cam and touched me choose between Jackson and Kellan. Do I always played as hard?
The couple had already left and the entrance of the church began to empty, I sighed deeply reviewing their options and just as I was determined to take a taxi approached me Kellan.
- you took? - Asked politely, smiling tenderly. Who could deny those eyes?
- please - accepting smiled. Jackson could see as I looked surprised by my sudden friendship with her friend but when I gave her a reassuring smile seemed to relax.
Just walk a few meters to the enormous black truck Kellan, he opened my door asking me to upload chivalry, but then a sudden urge to hug came so I threw myself into his arms and hugged him by the neck as he held firmly but gently around my waist.
- really sorry - I whispered in his ear, he knew he needed was not a bad person but my feelings toward Jackson were before and that she loved him deeply - forgive me? - Asked with fear in his voice to Once I separated to await your response looking into his eyes.
- there is nothing to forgive - he said, smiling but clearly that joy did not come to your eyes - everything is clear Mey, you love Jackson I understand that. The left over here is me - as I said penalty was a bow to go up once the truck.
Once both within and with the car running, I returned to revisit the issue, would not leave me with the word in the mouth.
- really do not want you to suffer, I'm sorry if you did seem that there was interest on my part - said with a penalty while playing with my fingers - I had no blame for all this and you know it.
- of course it's your fault - suddenly released when we stop at a stoplight.
- my fault? - Asked puzzled by his attitude, he had never raised his voice.
- whether your fault for being extremely sweet. To be absolutely loving, being devilishly simple and beautiful. Because it is so you - totally removed himself said while clutching the steering wheel so that his knuckles were already white. With that confession, and the pain I knew I was causing my denial I could only get to mourn silently, she had mixed up and it hurt to hurt the person least deserved it.
- sorry - Ghazna between sobs. Apparently at that time he became aware of my state that the car parked on the side of the street, took my face in his huge hands and gently wiped my tears extreme.
- I feel Mey, you have no blame for anything - it felt sorry - I'm sorry I treated that way, do not deserve it.
- Kell is that you're right, you suffer because of me. Maybe I behaved in a way that should not and I gave you to understand different things. Really sorry - I again repeat.
- hey little, you do not have any guilt. You just behave normally and that's what I liked about you was you same with me or with anyone, not pretended. I was the madman who fell in love with the bride's friend - he said trying to hold back but to do so far escaped terrible confession, I could not do more than put their hands in the mouth of the print. He looked at me with anguish, but then I said - I'd better go by taxi.
- of course not, I committed to take and I will - he smiled, and apparently seemed quite happy to have released such a burden - but first you need to touch up your makeup, do not want anyone to know of this little game.
It took just three minutes to go back to being a normal person and came back into the ring. Upon arrival and before leaving the car, I talked - we can be friends? - Asked unsure of your answer.
- I do not know Mey, give me time. It is not easy for me to be friends with the girl I like - he said sorry to hurt me.
- I understand - I smiled tenderly.
I opened the door of the van and held out his hand to drop, then he returned to make a sound - of course - said as he closed the door - you look beautiful - but I did not blush.
Upon entering the hotel room I marveled as Kellan. The floor below us shone with a beautiful white and pink marble, the tables were round and were covered with a huge white tablecloth with another rose up on these had plenty of candles to illuminate far served as decoration. The room was packed with people and to my surprise there were several famous than the cast of Twilight, which I assumed would have worked with Robert. From Pierce to Daniel Radcliff Bosna, apparently all the celebrity was there to witness the marriage of one of the sexiest young actors and talented.
was at this time the cast of Twilight was rushed to greet me, but despite that everyone wanted was a little resentful in that they had not heard from them in those days.
- oh now if you want to greet and talk to me? - Asked folding his arms and the shawl covering my.
- sorry Mey - speak Ahsley sorry - I know you're angry with us, but Jackson made us promise not to intervene more in your life.
- Jackson and his stupid promises - exacerbated said what everyone laughed heartily.
Only then could any real attention. You could tell a mile off that Ashely Fashion knew, he had a purple dress with a ruffled sweetheart neckline, under bust wore a belt and then fell into strange flown. The color was perfect with your skin, and cutting with his figure. Her hair tied with a strange semi buckle on it. It looked beautiful. ( http://www.vestidosde.info/wp-content/uploads/2010/02/vestidos-de-fiesta-pronovias-2009-modelo-abanico.jpg ) (imagine that the dress is more short).
The next to come and greet was Reachell, which shook me in a warm embrace. In this case I had a strapless black dress with a slight frown on her cleavage and then down to simplicity. The color gave an incredible contrast to her pale skin and his hair on fire. She was beautiful, but it seemed to the bad guy. ( http://imagenes.solostocks.com/z1_3820681/vestidos-de-fiesta-senora-varios-modelos.jpg ). Kristen
just gave me a smile from afar, still did not know why so far from me, anyway, the cordial greetings and praised her dress, which was lovely indeed. It was strapless with a beautiful silver lace, then had a kind of strip that ended in a huge bow and fell irregularly. The silver was perfect in his eyes and saw heating, but always keeping that aspect rebellious youth. ( http://www.nainovias.com/images/articulos/vestido_fiesta_lasposa1208.jpg ).
Elizabeth came over and wrapped his arms around me patiently, Esme reminded me at that time. Said miss me and feel everything that had happened. Barbie looked like a chestnut, the dress she was also a sweetheart neckline but in this case had a pucker in the middle and then down to simple but elegant. She was beautiful and made him look the most angelic and innocent. ( http://img.webdelanovia.com/wp-content/uploads/2008/03/Vestido% 20of% 20Fiesta% 20Alvina% 20Valenta% 202008% 207.jpg ). Nikki
never failed to hit, I said it'd done well to have reacted that way and they congratulated me on my dress, so it flatters me. He was a passionate tone with a tight red corset that started from below the bust to end near the hip, at the ends it had a kind of precious embroideries. But once the corset out a fabric that was covering her neck up to the bust, and ended up in layers. Truly like a model. Contrasted sharply with his dark skin and brown hair. ( http://img.webdelanovia.com/wp-content/uploads/2009/02/vestido_de_fiesta_2009_2.jpg ).
Then came Taylor, who gave me a big hug and squeezed me into his arms, said he missed my voice and gave me a kiss on the cheek. Also I was sure in a few years the girls would fight for this little man, wore a dark gray satin suit, with a black shirt unbuttoned the top buttons that showed her dark-haired chest. Very rebellious, but after all the kid's only 17 years. ( http://cdn.buzznet.com/media/jjr/headlines/2009/09/taylor-lautner-mtv-vmas.jpg ).
Dakota then approached me, she certainly did not know but recognized of the film "War of the Worlds" (by God the skinny on that peliculaaaa screams a lot), so that was presented and gave me good impression, that is like a good person. But her dress was a separate issue, also wore a sweetheart neckline that was apparently very fashionable, and then the balloon fabric had an effect, especially in a hot pink color. To be honest I did not like at all, but tastes are tastes my father used to say. ( https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEj_QbdjKb6tBJwg3DCQXkgld4ZEqz0Q3mRDV6SHPK7I3q8M6m0JkCU2Vs5pNZc4-XHqgFJj-OKTOhKODzbM6c8i1p-5WvV4Cbm84ZtK4ydpMlKRQBA80oDT-XskaLZe21IRAcT1vNQ7CNe_/s400/dakota-vestino-promo-coraline-1%25 5B1% 5D.jpg ).
Then came another girl who I know completely, at present I realized it was Jessica Stanley, or rather of Anna Kendrick as it really was his name. Also seemed to be nice to have a nice smile, also wore a sweetheart neckline, but in this case crossed with a brow and fell gracefully. The violet color was going to play with her hair and was extraordinary. ( http://www.hispabodas.com/img/fotos/t3/364-vestidos-de-fiesta-color-lila_t3.jpg ).
Then came the good boy Peter, who gave me a gentle kiss on the cheek, introduced me to his blonde wife and me both smiling so tenderly that I was facing my parents. His wife brought a very sober black dress tied around his neck and ankles. He wore a black suit with a black jacket but in this case the shirt was purple with white vertical stripes. Both were great. ( https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/img/b/R29vZ2xl/AVvXsEghexHI4jnfPifY0mh1kHYXJbU5YMKbzFp44na1wD9I6yJTEE5mBuql0JeK4THTuFhzMZwcRrYCxTiKgl-QAqEyoQ8nriMTJozU7MMhPhSbVnqD6rlI56SrbEf5wjJrfcSG5oKhJl6IrSY/s800/peter%25 20facinelli.jpg ).
Cam came up with a winning smile and gave me a kiss on the cheek, it was strange that he looks tough and the way in which he spoke Juliet. There was something that I do not shut this guy. But despite that was very nice. He wore a suit jacket but instead was a tough leather jacket. I still do not lock this guy, I did not like Juliet but she was happy and he will not hurt. ( http://img.mensencia.com/2009/12/cam-gigandet-8.jpg ).
Finally came another girl did not know but I could recognize like Angela Christian Serratos the film but his real name, was presented with courtesy and kindness. Her dress was fortunately no sweetheart neckline, but went to the men and had a round neck, but he had a belt like Kristen's dress ended in an elegant bow and then fell with pleated tulle. He seemed very gateway rather than party anyway you looked pretty. (
http://www.vestidodefiesta.net/wp-content/uploads/2008/12/514957001324325i3.jpg ).
all apologized for Michael Welch could not come, was apparently the boy who played Mike and had a family member unexpectedly. Fortunately
industrial quantity of greetings ended when he announced the arrival of the couple. We all gathered around the track to wait while we talked and drank champagne. The soothing music that we were listening to stopped to give way to a much more agitated and then opened the doors of room to let us glimpse the couple entertained, who came bounding in, and saw them very happy. It was then that I remembered my old comparison, were very similar to Jasper and Alice and I laughed.
- what funny? - I asked a voice I knew well. It was Jackson. But I chose to pursue a civil conversation.
- how much they look like Jasper and Alice - I smiled as my eyes rested on her big green eyes. He immediately began to laugh, and there was nothing better on this night that the sound of her laughter, the laughter that filled me and made me feel whole again.
- you're right - agreed while drying her tears, laughter product - but in my opinion is much more handsome Jasper - actually said, referring to himself obviously.
- can not tell you - I made a pause in which he looked surprised - long time no see it - really did not want to do but I could not help it, run over the words left my mouth. Jackson seemed hurt by my comment but as a gentleman who was not, not criticized me at all.
- sorry - I truly repentant. The worst thing was I felt that recently lived apology, Kellan, Jackson and myself for my idioteces.
- no debes – dijo sobrio pero podía leer entre líneas que estaba dolido.
En el momento que iba a contestar el vals empezó a sonar, dando paso al típico baile novio y novia. Ambos se pararon en medio de la pista, Rob le cogió la cintura con delicadeza y Gabi tomó la mano que éste le ofrecía. Parecía que habían practicado antes porque se deslizaban con una elegancia y gracilidad típica de los bailarines profesionales. Pero a pesar de la exquisitez del baile, se podía notar que era muy íntimo y cariñoso, que lo único que los rodeaba era el amor. Tal fue la sensibilidad del acto que varias lágrimas se escaparon nuevamente de mis ojos, but by that time had a soft white cloth in front of my eyes, and the unmistakable hand of Jackson ofreciéndomelo.
- here's - he said smiling gently. And that did not evacuate but to let more salt water in my eyes, despite my stupidity and my haughty pride, yet he was here for me offering me his handkerchief. That was enough to let my pride aside for a few seconds and pulled me into his arms, he gently wrapped me and gave me soft kisses on his head, for my part, kept saying he was sorry again and again against chest.
When we separated we both laughed about the situation, He gently wiped the tears ran down my cheek, kissed me on the wet roads and said as he offered me a hand, I may miss this piece?
- would be a pleasure - I smiled, I could feel my eyes sparkled love.
And that bothered me most, I knew that all our group was awaiting our reunion.
lying if I said that our dancing was so graceful as that of the couple, in fact we just sway to the music while he hummed the rhythm in my ear. Thankfully the song ended, so that we stop being ridiculous. All the guests went to again congratulate the couple as was fashionable to do at this time. Then we went to sit at a table, which was large enough to accommodate all the cast and I have so little luck I sat between Kellan and Jackson. Sincerely
tried not to address in particular either did not want to hurt them. I was between a rock and a hard place, trying to choose between black and white, not knowing what color favored me more. The dinner conversations happened between fun and on several occasions last pitch, apparently the champagne had side effects.
For when the music started to sound loud and fun, we all go out dancing to music America, Gabriela had obviously chosen to be his favorite. We danced all in groups, seemed to echo old dancing that way but finally everything is out of control when he began to play Daddy Yankee. As the music so catchy, danceable and sexy all moved to the beat of the music, and although it did not know many Latinos were moving like real. Gabriela by then had been exclusively to dance with me this song, and that Juliet was not very fond of dancing. As it had cast this time in the club, we begin to move our bodies to the frenetic rhythm of reggaeton, lowering and raising our hips and some sensuality sometimes touching our bodies with worship. At one point Robert the rose and both danced very attached to this music, it was rare indeed to see the boyfriend in this situation. The plot thickens when both Keller and Jackson tried to advance to dance with me, Jackson looked at his friend without understanding their intentions, Kellan fortunately he quickly leaving no room for fighting, but the moment was most inconvenient.
felt an urgent need to go to the bathroom, apparently much fluid in my body had taken my bladder to the limit, so softly I walked into the bathroom where I found Kellan, which seemed very upset. So I went to see if he was okay, he brought the shirt outside the trousers and tie loosened, he looked sexy.
- Kell hey, are you okay? - Asked worried as she touched his arm to get his attention.
- Mey no, I'm not - said they worried raised his eyes and stared into mine, I could see his suffering to the fullest. I tried to get closer to talk to him, no doubt it was a mistake. Agile as he only was able to hold my wrists and squeezed between the wall and its huge body. It required all my concentration to look into his eyes without wanting to devour their lips, but then wanted those blue eyes were green and everything was normal - I'm not well Mey - did it again - I can not be good if you dance so sexy that woman. Did I want to go crazy? - His eyes were the most intense he had seen, and really was not affect me the position where we were. There was also the theme of guilt that I have generated a man in these circumstances, I had not done anything to let him know that he liked me too. But everything went to hell when Kellan twisted his face and started kissing me on the neck - how I'll be alright if I see you dance like that, but just for me? How I can be well away from knowing you want it to be I want to be my best friend? Mery're killing me!
- Kellan Lutz let go now - I cried with all the momentum with which I could. Apparently my voice was a great tone of authority, as my friend broke up. He looked at me with guilt and walked away without saying a word. I took the time to go to the bathroom, I wet the neck with cold water and looked at my reflection. I looked as good as I'd done in my house today, but was clearly more confused. I knew the thing would not go beyond Kellan, because I did not leave, do not allow to continue hurting, not deserved. He was also very aware that even though it was very nice and I liked very well, he loved with all my heart to Jackson and that despite all the mistakes that both committed, everything would be fine. But what bothered me and in fact I felt pretty bad about it, was harming the good of Kellan. Sometimes I thought it was a bad person for "play" with two men, in fact I did not do that, I just wanted to play with Jackson, it was Keller who played with me cornered in a dark place to kiss my neck.
Once back on the table, I took a drink of soda to purify my giddy brain. That was when Jackson approached me and sat next to me.
- have something to do next Thursday? - Asked suddenly.
- not that I know - I stated confused by being asked.
- now you have it - he smiled, so typical of Jackson to make plans for me - 100 monkeys will give a concert in a pub, I'd like you.
- I'll be there - I smiled sheepishly. I knew that although he spoke again, the real talks would occur after the concert.
The party ended up being a success, all fun, even the actors dancing Hollywood's most respected did, drank like crazy and said a couple of inconsistencies. The cake part was very funny, especially because after the bride and groom cake eating should give each other, Keller was able to throw a piece of cake in the face of Robert, very willing Gabi cleaned it with his tongue. It was extremely funny, but no less emotional, it was noted that the league wanted and that excited me much, so I ended up dropping a few tears.
When to go home, and about seven in the morning, the discomfort reappeared. After saying goodbye to the couple, wishing them a nice honeymoon, Jackson and Kellan discussed about who should take home.
- is that you do not is the way man! - Exasperated Jackson said as he shook hands with madness.
- ya, but my car is more comfortable and she deserves the best - Kellan said smiling and giving a glimpse of his feelings. Fortunately they were both taken enough to realize how absurd it was his argument. In addition you could also add that the blood alcohol tended to put violent people, so I found it necessary to intervene in the situation.
- Okei guys, that's enough - I putting myself in between. Both I looked surprised by my interruption - not you take me nor you, nor you - as I said, pointing to the names - Agustina is going to go in a taxi, and if you really appreciate their lives should do the same, do not drive if they have taken .
- is well Mey, what you say - "Jackson said - but let me bring my bag so that you're cold, you freeze with so few clothes in the morning in London.
I accepted his sack, smiling, said goodbye to both with a kiss on the cheek and left them standing there as I went to the taxi. It definitely was an emotional night, fun but long, very long.

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From Honolulu to Sydney ...

Today is Sunday, April 11, are 5:18 am and we are at the airport in Wellington (New Zealand's North Island), hoping to catch a flight to Christchurch (South Island) in about 5 hours ... arrived from Sydney at 12 pm time here (15 hours ahead of Mdeo), and the strategy was sleeping in the airport to save one night's accommodation ... Internet vital stuck at the airport free to pass this time ... we sleep for a while, but at 4 in the morning a man came very nice, to wake up because the airport opened again ... cybernauts now we have Nico, Bruno is with a plunger chronic waiting their turn on the computer, and Xime Saniti and still sleeping ...

know what they're thinking, but because they are here 15 hours does not mean you can tell what will happen to PC on Sunday ... asked and so ... this all very strange.

Well, after joke about time zones, I return to where we were ...

Arriving in Sydney started in celebration ... as you know, it was my birthday ... pass if they knew how to read the previous notes ... not lazy fuck. We arrived at the hostel

(Wake Up! Sydney Central, very good but not very cheap) and then went to accommodate a pub that was in the basement of same hostel, party like right ... a few local beers and a black label that gave me my dear friends for the celebration, do not yet know if it was Paraguay's ... but as paid ...

The girls stayed in another hostel, not far from ours, located right on Sydney's red light district ... rumored to be preferred to congregate in our own to avoid being distracted with something ... how ugly that.

Then, bowling through, we went to bed to get to travel the next day in the city ...

Friday 9 (Happy Birthday Auntie Gladys classic !!!), we turn the Sydney Harbour seeing the majestic Sydney Opera House (Opera House), and enjoying the scenery divine ... Opera is really impressive, although there a bit, we realized why people say that the trip economy makes no sense and the architecture itself ... arqiutecto For the roofs of the Opera could be made of special refractory ceramics used to reflect sunlight and generate a more visible and appealing (all fruit, but could be) ... for us is tiled bathroom ... but luckily re bien ...

Finally, we circled around the bay, we crossed the Bay Bridge (Harbour Bridge), which runs through the best style Golden Gate in San Francisco (but less glamorous), and then we took a ferry to Manly, a beach half an hour from Sydney who was very nice ... We played some beach volleyball pairs where you have to recognize that in tight results, Santi and I ate the food at the end of the hand of Nico and Bruno, which are still removing sand from many flights formidable (the share Pandering to apply ... a month) ... With Santi still trying to figure out why we passed balls above ... I think it was lack of release (unless the Challenger launch), but we are waiting for the last survey.

night We returned to the hostel (very nice return by ferry the bay lit), and we put together a spaghetti with butter and cheese for the 8 that was simply remarkable ... Nico gave the note and earned the respect of everyone when it was sent on 4 plate ... others stayed at 3, and the girls in one or two obviously ... something I learned in these days is that in a low-budget travel is very important to girls in the group ... they eat what we eat less than others, and keeps the balance ... bear this in mind, it is fuck ... Just ask the Piru spring is my food ... With luck I have also Clari, but not much ... and good with Lua I died, leaving no Christian ... hehe.

Yesterday, Saturday 10, we took the morning To go round walking, and went to the museum of contemporary art to see what cool ... I think the best definition is "really very, very rare" ... I know nothing of art, and I admit, but a lame Indian with a pierced breast-balls like Schumy old (the runt of Video Match) is not my definition of art ... I'll probably be wrong as well ...

also had nice things, have to admit ... but hey, that's why I prefer the definition I gave ...

After the museum we went to lunch with the girls (as there was with Clari, Ale and Lua) and I went to the hostel to meet the rest of the band to go to the airport, while the girls were going to a beach a few km from Sydney ...

So far what has been the fate of the kangaroos ... were no more than 1 day and a half so there's not much to tell, but we were surprised that we could make the city at that time and walking ... is not that great, at least the focus ...

Here in NZ we are beginning to experience the first problems of communication with local ... so far we were from USA and Australia who have a normal English ... NZ are starting to look like doodling and Irish speaking fast, so I was going to make common the "what the hell said ??"... and will be even worse I guess ... to get juice to "say it with mime!"

Some details of airport ... for some reason Nico Bruno and controlling them at all airports to which we ... Bruno I still do not understand ... caravanita will be stuck that gives a touch of narco interesting, not ... Nico Lo is a little more obvious ... Leave the beard and seems to Pakistan ... I wonder just how much got in the second round of Moral and Civic Education in high school ... and there he goes to call Celia Gagliardi to see if she remembers ... won at least one nationality, one must see the positive side.

Finally, on arrival in NZ most experienced my shit on a plane so far ... the shock of a landing aircraft are characteristic, and no cause for concern ... That is, if you know you are landing ... caught me in my dream so deep that when he started to shake and hit the floor, I thought that was going on the air! I think I became adept at 4 distinas religions at the time, so if I see some pictures with a towel on your head you know ...

destination Beer: Tooheys Extra Dry ... blonde, but espeza style crown ... much richer to my liking.