Sorry abandonment of recent weeks is because of Mao and blocking human freedoms in China ... there is no access to media massive as facebook, blog and picasa ... very rich all by luck ...
Thursday 6 May, last night in Japan ... I did not think they would have something interesting to tell, but thanks to a pair of Black manijazos, and Bruno joined the crusade, here I am remembering ...
After a day of little things (Fish Market and stopped counting ...) we went to find a revolving sushi restaurant for dinner, typical of Japan's culture ... we were right where we had been recommended by our friend Hiro (receptionist hostel), but it was closed ... I was already in a move Mc Donald's and sleep, but luckily both I insisted on looking for another to try to reach
anecdotal ... we found one decent, and we ... the place is a square bar where it runs a tape as that of the bags at airports, where they are placing the plates with different types of sushi are served each pint you to taste ... each dish has a couple of pieces, with which to consider it "dinner" we have to eat about three or four dishes each ... well the idea was to try something different, so were not looking for quantity but quality ... well, I was in a frame of mind a little (lot) scratch, because my allowance went a little bit of mambo and I wanted to try not to spend both the last day ... of course, Bruno and black were on the opposite side, the position is a once in a lifetime ... "and I fucked up ... We started to ask to try different dishes, and the bike was holding speed ... after about 40 minutes (do not need more), I trembled for the uncertainty of how much it would cost as much as folk ... that night we ate sushi with crab, octopus, tuna, and the funny thing was that same day morning we saw on the market fish and giant bluefin tuna brought to auction, and that very night as we were eating sushi ... very interesting life cycle of tuna ... but anyway, still tasting, and the star, at least for me, was the adventure of eating snails! Right from its shell ... very strange ... all the meat is firm and very tasty, you could say that like that of mussel or other shellfish, but I think that richer ... it was the novelty capable, but it was tremendous ... the Chiquilines is also called hairy crab dish, which I adhered (just because I'm not tempted, and one little mouse), and say it was tremendous ... of course, I'm not going to say anything to me that not I tried ... a little more of that which is best what the other does not live ... that is the philosophy of the trip ... what San Francisco was good ...
Luckily the bill was not as aggressive as we expected, and did not need to change the passage to Montevideo ... so we pay very happy experience, and we left the restaurant ...
The Black had no activity in the plan, which had been suggested of his world famous Japanese judoka, and I was still shaking from the issue price, while my friends were (thankfully) crawling in the world "is a once in a lifetime", which I love being I think part of the trip must be approached with that face ... I had a day of slip, but in general is my philosophy, and I hope it lasts all the way ...
The plan was to go to a bathroom typical of Japan, with bath (type pools) of water at different temperatures, some 45 º C, others less, and even a water completely frozen ... we find it, and obviously we had to go ... the place is public, but must pay to enter (about 5 USD) ... of course men and women have separate bathroom ... I mean logically it in the bath are all naked, as the Buddha brought to the world ... bah, really I think a lot more ugly ...
The pools have water instead of tea and pull up the shower area, is amazing! Look more or less as it was the move and are passed Japanese girl in bath tub radically changing temperatures, which I guess will exfoliative or something similar virtues, because it is masochism in full ... in one of the bathtubs had masajeadotes jets, leaving you quite curved, and even had an electric bath industry that I was wanting to know what it was ... obviously untested, but seeing some tipitos twisted by some download ... heh.
After the round ending with a bathtub, the weak are going to swim a few showers pony, sitting in a plastic cans (completely ugly), and it seems that there ends the day ...
The feeling when we was hot, as we had gone our body temperature 10 degrees, and total relaxation ... it was awesome, plus the output that we weigh (have a scale that besides making you weigh yourself and measure pressure body fat) and had fallen as 600 grams each! For you Alicia Risotto ... of course, that was all that sweat in the 45 minutes we were, so a liter of water later and we'd think the same as before ... heh.
Well, that was the end of the stay in Japan, and to crown it as a great destination, where the most striking is the behavior of its people ... personally I think we met in Japan as a country (very little) is not dazzling, but do go through incredible places as Nara (for me, the most picturesque) for example ... the richest in Japan is their society ... have a totally different mentality, and I think that is why they are where they are ... beyond that, as Nico said, it appears that Japan's brightest are a few who are involved in a lab (we had experiences with some that bordered the delay), I believe that society general have a mentality different from ours and all others that we know ... As we said Hiro, they aspire to perfection as people, and part of that perfection is achieved by helping others ... so when a tourist asked a Japanese thing and he does not understand you perish you get nervous, and even thought they are stupid or something similar, but the reality is that they believe that helping you come a little closer to perfection, and I can not do much bother ... feel indebted, both so I apologize every time they can not tell what you need ... amazing ... no bins in the streets and yet you do not see garbage dumped anywhere ... another clear sign of superior mentality of these people ... I'm not usually loiter in the streets (not to say never), and after two days without seeing bins regularly and wanted to throw it all to hell ...
In order to continue contrasting realities a little trip, we went on Friday 7 for China ... Beijing ...
do not know if the world is so different when it comes to cultures and ways of being from different countries, or if by chance the trip we are molded so that each change of destination is a pretty drastic change for me in all backgrounds and experiences of its people, but that the cultural contrasts is something that does not let you get bored with every passing day ... the Japanese prolixity and kindness we clear the Chinese ... cheap version of the Japanese ... that sold a lot and lasts two weeks ... much more coarse, dirty, smelly and noisy ... can not are soooo bad, but coming from Japan the gap is ...
The first impression of Beijing was what had to be ... a monster ... fell from the airport to downtown (near Tian'an Men Square) and we ran into many tall buildings, corporations, banks, all oversized, as expected in the motor capital of the industry and the world economy as China ...
A priori did not seem as dirty as I was told ... the center is very neat and very nice to go, particularly in the area of \u200b\u200bthe square and the door Tian'an Men, historical center of public protests by the Chinese (mainly intellectual) against the communist regime ... for those who are not aware, this Square is where a Chinese stood in front of several tanks of war to prevent its passage in full manifestation, being immortalized in a photograph that made history ...
The first night they gave us so much more to go out and walk around Centrito and taking off the picture with the door
lit the Forbidden City, and then we were tired walking stick around for the hostel ... in the way we lost, and we ended up a big "I have no fucking idea where I am" that we are in full "under" in Beijing, so we can say we met the night in rustic full course communication ... to know where we had to be for signs, because to attempt a conversation in English with a Chinese was like talking in English ... all the fart ... is exactly the same as when they speak to you in Chinese, and you think "why the hell I spoke in Chinese if you know that I have no idea that you're saying? "... they must think the same when we will try to ask something in English or do not understand English and as we spoke slow and deliberate, and even a little higher than normal, in a desperate yearning to imagine what problem we have ... is that we are not modulate well or not heard, is that they have no fucking idea what that means we say ... the exchange can be very funny.
The hostel was not so bad, except for any inconvenience to the arrival ... apparently the Chinese do not yet know what the purpose of a reservation ... you make a reservation for a reason, very simple ... to avoid the uncertainty of whether you to get or not what you want in the desired time and manner ... seems simple, I know, but the Chinese do not understand yet and so much so that the two reserves who did, one did not exist and the other half was made ... well, among puteada puteada and we ended up getting the men in another hostel around the corner, where we had to climb 4 floors staircase ... imagine our happiness ... ate shrimp like crazy ...
The next day we went to the Mercado de la Seda (Silk Market), to crash into what makes China very popular throughout the world ... good imitation brands at bargain prices ... I particularly had a good budget included purchasing this style, and the truth that I found something completely than I expected ... far from being a street fair with poor things, was a huge building shopping kind of 6 floors, with thousands of stalls, yes type show but with things of good quality for what we were paying ... returned to the world of bargaining, an art Pulis that if you know how to lead and what you can do many things to own truly ridiculous prices ...
got in there I spent about 12 hours, until I closed the door in his face practically hand in hand with the black in the past minutes after the rest of the band had left the cross ... we are also Clari and other people in the group that after the cultural revolutions were to buy some things ...
Well, in summary we can say that several new and very good friends ... their names are Armani, Gucci, Ralph Lauren, Tommy ... and many others ... of course, after all start the self-conviction there that what we buy is post and is not lying ... in Montevideo these pilchas have to quote very high, we can not fall into the sweep trucho assume it ... bah, do not know why I get into the bag, I did not buy imitations I bought the post ... my Armani suit is in Rome, and polo shirts came by ferry from New York ... the prices were lower because the vendors liked me, I have no doubt that it ... and do not say it was wasted time, until I learned to speak some Chinese and all ... "or the fung!" = you're crazy .... My statement of head when I threw their prices a bit out of market ...
Bargaining is awesome ... much saltier than the one we live in Bali ... mine start off with prices ridiculously high, and knowing that you will get shitting, or waiting for some idiot among the thousands who pass through day coma that price and they make their November ... of course, do not have the Uruguayan is not European, and between the automatic impulse to not long a handle and how much fun it was to us some the subject of haggling, we ended up lying on the floor calling for cuts of 5 pesos like thousands ... obviously the next half day tour group had a hand in his bag of assets, and other means had the same jacket, the same shirts, the same shirts ... we will look around Easter when we come to Montevideo ... but hey, you had to do ...
Day 3 in Beijing, pulled the cultural part of the ride so we send to the center of the city ... in front of the plaza and enter by the door Tian 'An Men arrived at the Forbidden City, a walled mini-city has many temples and halls where some 24 emperors lived along the history of China ... is called the Forbidden City because at the time when it was inhabited by the emperors, was very difficult for the public (in fact it was banned just) ... only the aristocrats could enter by appointment with the Emperor ... well, that was the cultural quota
history ... The truth is that the Forbidden City is impressive, but to me personally delighted me more than the Summer Palace, where we went after there ... a place where the emperors used for parties and ceremonies less serious than those made in the Forbidden City ... at least that was the impression I left ... like these guys lived in fuck fuck so you can see, all the places we were home to various types of ceremonies and parties ... some bacanes.
Leaving the Palace, and at about six p.m. starter to the hostel area, because at night we were going to eat roast duck, a Chinese dish supposedly, knew from the itinerary of the group that made China ... we were killing time and lying outside the hostel and Agus Fede drinking mate and playing a game typical of Chinese who could be comparable to our old and dear "string", as a game of neighborhood ... is with a pen to badminton style, but they spend with the foot of each other ... we learn some Chinese children playing with the hostel and have fun for a while, until one could not miss guarangada almost tear me a shrimp and decided to cut through the silliness ... which need to fuck the day before having to walk on the Great Wall is not? Anyway ...
finally went to dinner and the roast duck was an excellent letter to Chinese restaurants ... I personally loved it, others not so much or seemed like a kick to the liver, as Bruno and the Santi ... plate consists of three trays of ceramic, shaped like a duck it is clear ... a duck meat, another skin with meat, and other skin ... just go from low to high in terms of cholesterol ... also bring you a Mexican burrito tortillas that appear to be raw, but for me ... are steamed tortillas are made in these pieces of duck with green onion cut into strips, and you can put sweet and sour sauce or other seasoning ... eaten burrito type and is remarkably ... well, you have to have his stomach, that's true, but it is b
uenísimo ... opinions on the taste that has the duck are varied ... seems to me chicken, but for others seemed lamb, pork, or not more .... It is very similar to chicken, and as a person of very good tooth suggest take me seriously with my assessments of the food ... the day of duck ended with the payment of the bill, which as always was fair for others ... bah, this time on something like 5 yuan, Nico was commissioned to provide the girl, shouting "Here, buy yourself something nice ..." as who gives a tip of 100 USD ... and our nerve borders on indecency after the brothel ... they did in the restaurant's true that this was a quaint way to end the night ... and we still had to go back to the hostel ...
The back of the restaurant to the hostel was a poem ... the girls took a taxi first, and we hope the following ... it was night and did not spend almost nothing, so we hope a while ... they came a poor bare, which was given to stop, and we hit the 6 men in the car, even with the black hand bag he had bought hours earlier, since he bought the day Previous to that time had no side handle and a wheel had melted out of the Silk Market, so I needed a replacement ... black poor, between that and the jacket "leather" bought 800 yuan felt a little disappointed at the end of that afternoon ... but anyway, we got into the taxi and threw 10 yuan (just over a dollar) Peel to take us to the hostel, to which he clung without any hesitation, but when he saw we were started with only 6 could carry up to 4 ... needless to say that we do not taxi or Peteco down, so I threw 5 yuan to take us and morally obliged to start ... the trip was a lack of control total, singing and chanting to the beat of the top and to the point that when we got off I wanted to take a picture with the peeled and focused when JP came from behind (the boyfriend of my friend and fellow Ili thesis) and I plugged a kiss the bare ... as always, very rare all ...
The next day, the wall ... here apply a theme song with the song of Rocky, but unfortunately the blog does not allow me to make this wonder of sensations ... Speaking of Rocky
and our guide was called Chinese ... all have an English name, and this Easter was given for choosing Rocky, a brash ...
We reached the wall at Simatai area, a area is not the tourist, allegedly to hike 10 km along the same ... can not imagine the dimension that has that wall ...
what was going through her head to the people who built it escapes My understanding ... is a big monster eats the Chinese landscape along the 4,000 km (at least that is, at first were like 10,000), and along almost waste ground area seems even more overwhelming ... without doubt one of the wonders of the world ...
Finally, we started the walk along the wall, in what were supposed to travel 10 km, but surely were not more than 6 ... walked only 2 hours or we can not have done 10 miles ... the walk was all ups and downs, stairs criminals and a cold wind hit you sideways accompanied the tour going ahead ... Nico, Santi, Black and I, escorted by Ximena and Clara (Xime friend), and an hour and a half ago we came Brunito with Camilla and Sofia say ... always such a gentleman helping him ... as there are always some bad languages slander, and in this case it was rumored that came with a liter of serum non desmallarse plugged ... also, as always, all arrive ... obviously had to go buy shirt on the wall ... along the way are many street vendors, you fit shirts, drinks, souvenirs ... I bought a shirt, and because I wanted to lose much money I asked for a beer gift ... so I also left a toast to the Chinese children who had the balls to put that little wall ...
the end of the tour got off the wall by throwing in a harness by a steel linga passing over the river ... good seal, very funny ...
ate right there, a buffet of weird things and not so rare, but we brought hunger murder in that place ... well plump back to hostel to finish the trip ...
afternoon / evening was very quiet we were a while in the Olympic village known stadiums from the outside, and we came back to hostel ... we had to assemble the bags with all purchases in order to pass the Beijing-Shanghai flight, and in my case had to be a work of art not happen in the 20 kg in the bag was going to send ... I was putting together this puzzle a true artist ... Miguel Angel carving David ... je me falls short. The thing is that I weighed the bag to another day and was exactly 20.0 kg .... Sure, the rest I had to get between the hand bag and my beloved backpack that has accompanied cargadita me a while ... but came out ...
Tuesday May 11, arrived at Shanghai ... and meets the Carla! ! (My mother, who everyone knows how much I love ... heh) ... "the whole world, what moral mine ... Well, the 10 readers who follow my nonsense ...
Shanghai, Beijing is very different from starting ... for me a beautiful city, but only had 2 days to go, and we had a whole in the popular Shanghai Expo ...
City is very picturesque bisected by the Huangpu river next to it a kind of ravine they call the "Bund", very nice to see especially at night ...
The first day we gave for walking the downtown ... I wanted to know port, to pay some sort of tribute to the argument we made for having us, as the port of Shanghai is a major hub ports in the world ... is good to compare in any way other examples of the Montevideo port, adding something retina rather than letters of books ... but unfortunately I could not make myself understood with any Chinese, nor even a China working at a tourist information center, but ironically did not speak English ... so I kept wanting to know the famous port ...
At night I went alone to the bay ... very picturesque landscape of the illuminated buildings while walking along the bund (the avenue that I told ) ... supposedly
which were already on tour with the group went on a cruise around the bay that night, so we also wanted to meet them ... if it was not fair coincided with 1200 millions of Chinese who were in the same place all tight and screaming, able to see them ... but it was not the case, and also I am disappointed ...
At about 22:00 I got to take it back, but coincidentally the metro had closed, so I had to venture to put a one hour walk to the hostel, guessing a bit the way, using a map, and the inevitable beer qe traveled with me ... pretty dark all the time, but it was a different perspective at least, go a few streets to the little time we had the truth that it was good business ...
The next day, Expo Shanghai ... we had to get tickets, and we went looking for somewhere to sell them ... the whole city breathes the atmosphere of propaganda posters and Expo ... absolutely everywhere, showing the importance the event, but going to a place and say "expo ticket" was more or less like asking to do 588,673 square root without a calculator ... no case with the Chinese, the city will seem to be as repellent ... rude filthy, smelly, and more ... the cities we visited are very nice, the two ... but the Chinese is the same everywhere ... a mess ... standing we have a discussion with Clari ... she stands on the grounds that it is not their fault that they are so ignorant, but that is because of the oppressive regime that limits for thousands of years ... the truth does not rule it out, sounds great logical, but they are a mess is a mess ... I think also There is little that when you open China, we had to scramble more and more Chinese ineractuar common, while the group did on tour was not so lucky ... took them and brought them all around, talked with the Chinese educated to understand English and who were also charged for teach ... on the other hand, received far more information than we do about the history of the Chinese people, which can raise a little more I guess ... anyway, I think both views are valid, but are very special to me ...
Anyway, we ended up going to the Expo and got the tickets directly ... there is the Shanghai Expo a presentation in which almost every country in the world (do not know if any stood out) presents typical things of his country, allegedly following a theme ... in this case the theme was referred to suggest ways of improving the world ... I say supposedly because countries continued the theme in their presentations, and obviously that Uruguay had to be one of those ... my
impr ession was more developed countries were mostly those who had submitted under the theme, while least developed countries into the world attempt to sell their presentations ... Uruguay for example, had pictures of a pasture with cows, the Rambla de Montevideo, in some tourist areas, but nothing associated with the motto ... no big deal the stand of our country, I must say ... beyond being humble, that would be expected since we do not have the same resources as Germany, but there was a very clear idea of \u200b\u200bwhat was intended to show ... it was ugly, but I finally convinced ...
Major we saw were from England, Chile, Canada, Spain ... to me the one I liked was that of small countries in Africa, which were grouped in the same building ... I was impressed divine ... many countries had no idea existed, such as islands Sychelles, east of the continent, Madagascar ... I have intended to go some day ... heh.
Expo The cost is estimated at 40 billion USD ... I was told would be double what was spent on the Olympics 2008 ...
impressive ... I think I missed a day to feel I knew Shanghai, but it was still a great destination ... the night we met on the ground floor of the hostel with the group we were to eat and chat ... for us it was the end of the first leg of the trip ... we ended the free to join the group in Hong Kong, so we did the last round of beers to honor the lived in that month and a half that happened ... we were all too eager to get the group to rest a little more, and I also get together again with Clari, and the rest of the people that surely would be fun ... and no doubt being
... At least I could try a bowl of noodles bought at a cushy positions of the street on the corner of the hostel, fueled by black, and I can say I ate local food ... we saw some beautiful brochettes cockroaches, scorpions and worms in Beijng, but the fact that I had not been tempted too ... these noodles were awesome ...
Thursday May 13, arrived at Hong Kong and started the second part of the trip ... several nice feeling, to see so many colleagues with whom we have good relationship, get to the airport and see a tipitos with a sign reading "Travel group CE 2010" and not have to think about how to reach hostel, now a hotel ... and what a hotel! Passion ... it was a paradise come true ... the contrast between those who were doing free and those who came and was very funny group ... they said it was not as Good (coming from a huge hotel in Shanghai) and we could not believe what we were seeing ...
Hong Kong was like a stop at a service station when you're on a path not long ... I found a destination that is worth much worth knowing, but it was very good throughout the adaptation to the group, fuck, departures, coupled in the hotel, amusement park ... well, all things relaxing and fun only flavored with a bit of culture when they finally did get to go this time to Port ...
spent three nights in HK, and the truth that was really fun ... I think that's the definition of fun, for what I said before not really seem to be much to see as a tourist destination ... it's a good place to shop for technology a priori, provided you give to a place of trust, because there are also cushy positions at the best Chinese style you buy much cheaper, but it's an adventure ... I with my little consumer condition I wanted to buy everything, but I was able to stifle her desire ... of course, now I want a cell phone that was purchased as Clari and I have not ... old, I inherited that from you clearly, but I still think I need your power to convince himself that this cell would be "very necessary for my daily tasks" ... if I had repeated a couple of times I bought it for sure ...
people ... the truth that the Hong Kongens is very, very different from the normal Chinese to start ... there is some degree of repulsion towards them, like one step less, and I do not think are very wrong ... of course is that just 13 years ago that HK is part of China again, and do not feel very attached to them, or like to be called Chinese ... I do not like me ... have their own currency, with its border with mainland China, where you need a passport to go, but what stands out is how different they are in the way of speaking and dealing with people ... at least that seemed capable I'm eating the same illusion of which I spoke when I said that by being in the group you can bring you the wrong impression of people in general, since the interaction with the "ordinary" people are lose enough, and tour guides are not much reference ... but just the general impression was that ... the HK Chinese is more polite and friendly ... more common is the ordinary Chinese as reinforcement of tripe ...
People often accused (I understand with some truth) that our journey has no academic foundation, and the architecture itself ... well let me tell that we made our first visit HK official academic ... went to the HKSE (Hong Kong Stock Exchange), the stock market the city! Actually a shit ... but hey, at last ...
academic
same day I made my first shipment per parcel to Montevideo ... weighed 15.35 kg creature ... all purchases of the Silk Market in Beijing, plus some clothes she had brought to fart, all in one box left mummified with tape rolls in 2 months ... I have out there, I hope banque the bustle ...
HK
other thing that was very good, beyond the bowling to long hours, stirring the public with the whole group from the hotel to a bar about 10 blocks (along the route the police we would kindly ask that we run because people wanted to sleep) where we did karaoke with other people who were dragging on the walk, was the way to Ocean Park with a park Clari ... comprehensive amusement where observatories had different bugs and animals, from pandas to an impressive show of living water ... I had an aquarium that was monstrous, with a huge pool full of sharks, enormous fish, stingrays, and more ... also the stars of the park, and what we would find, were the roller coasters and free fall lift ... oh my god what was that ... I love roller coasters, but the dizziness that I have the truth at times to have to say that I had not quite right ... just like the sensations were incredible, but for a while would say I'm covered ... especially with that fucking elevator, which you up as 100 meters and then drop you into the void ... passion ... for the worse, that part of the park is on top of a mountain, and up the elevator down looked around the mountain, which for person with vertigo we agree can be a special seasoning ... Clari was in his element, owner of adrenaline could only laugh at my reactions, and the truth that no doubt it was funny ... the truth that we had a great day ... highly recommend the park and is not expensive ... 250 HKD (approx 35 USD) and you have access to all ... no doubt it's worth more than Disney, which has nothing of these games are for entertainment only
Thursday 6 May, last night in Japan ... I did not think they would have something interesting to tell, but thanks to a pair of Black manijazos, and Bruno joined the crusade, here I am remembering ...
After a day of little things (Fish Market and stopped counting ...) we went to find a revolving sushi restaurant for dinner, typical of Japan's culture ... we were right where we had been recommended by our friend Hiro (receptionist hostel), but it was closed ... I was already in a move Mc Donald's and sleep, but luckily both I insisted on looking for another to try to reach
anecdotal ... we found one decent, and we ... the place is a square bar where it runs a tape as that of the bags at airports, where they are placing the plates with different types of sushi are served each pint you to taste ... each dish has a couple of pieces, with which to consider it "dinner" we have to eat about three or four dishes each ... well the idea was to try something different, so were not looking for quantity but quality ... well, I was in a frame of mind a little (lot) scratch, because my allowance went a little bit of mambo and I wanted to try not to spend both the last day ... of course, Bruno and black were on the opposite side, the position is a once in a lifetime ... "and I fucked up ... We started to ask to try different dishes, and the bike was holding speed ... after about 40 minutes (do not need more), I trembled for the uncertainty of how much it would cost as much as folk ... that night we ate sushi with crab, octopus, tuna, and the funny thing was that same day morning we saw on the market fish and giant bluefin tuna brought to auction, and that very night as we were eating sushi ... very interesting life cycle of tuna ... but anyway, still tasting, and the star, at least for me, was the adventure of eating snails! Right from its shell ... very strange ... all the meat is firm and very tasty, you could say that like that of mussel or other shellfish, but I think that richer ... it was the novelty capable, but it was tremendous ... the Chiquilines is also called hairy crab dish, which I adhered (just because I'm not tempted, and one little mouse), and say it was tremendous ... of course, I'm not going to say anything to me that not I tried ... a little more of that which is best what the other does not live ... that is the philosophy of the trip ... what San Francisco was good ...
Luckily the bill was not as aggressive as we expected, and did not need to change the passage to Montevideo ... so we pay very happy experience, and we left the restaurant ...
The Black had no activity in the plan, which had been suggested of his world famous Japanese judoka, and I was still shaking from the issue price, while my friends were (thankfully) crawling in the world "is a once in a lifetime", which I love being I think part of the trip must be approached with that face ... I had a day of slip, but in general is my philosophy, and I hope it lasts all the way ...
The plan was to go to a bathroom typical of Japan, with bath (type pools) of water at different temperatures, some 45 º C, others less, and even a water completely frozen ... we find it, and obviously we had to go ... the place is public, but must pay to enter (about 5 USD) ... of course men and women have separate bathroom ... I mean logically it in the bath are all naked, as the Buddha brought to the world ... bah, really I think a lot more ugly ...
The pools have water instead of tea and pull up the shower area, is amazing! Look more or less as it was the move and are passed Japanese girl in bath tub radically changing temperatures, which I guess will exfoliative or something similar virtues, because it is masochism in full ... in one of the bathtubs had masajeadotes jets, leaving you quite curved, and even had an electric bath industry that I was wanting to know what it was ... obviously untested, but seeing some tipitos twisted by some download ... heh.
After the round ending with a bathtub, the weak are going to swim a few showers pony, sitting in a plastic cans (completely ugly), and it seems that there ends the day ...
The feeling when we was hot, as we had gone our body temperature 10 degrees, and total relaxation ... it was awesome, plus the output that we weigh (have a scale that besides making you weigh yourself and measure pressure body fat) and had fallen as 600 grams each! For you Alicia Risotto ... of course, that was all that sweat in the 45 minutes we were, so a liter of water later and we'd think the same as before ... heh.
Well, that was the end of the stay in Japan, and to crown it as a great destination, where the most striking is the behavior of its people ... personally I think we met in Japan as a country (very little) is not dazzling, but do go through incredible places as Nara (for me, the most picturesque) for example ... the richest in Japan is their society ... have a totally different mentality, and I think that is why they are where they are ... beyond that, as Nico said, it appears that Japan's brightest are a few who are involved in a lab (we had experiences with some that bordered the delay), I believe that society general have a mentality different from ours and all others that we know ... As we said Hiro, they aspire to perfection as people, and part of that perfection is achieved by helping others ... so when a tourist asked a Japanese thing and he does not understand you perish you get nervous, and even thought they are stupid or something similar, but the reality is that they believe that helping you come a little closer to perfection, and I can not do much bother ... feel indebted, both so I apologize every time they can not tell what you need ... amazing ... no bins in the streets and yet you do not see garbage dumped anywhere ... another clear sign of superior mentality of these people ... I'm not usually loiter in the streets (not to say never), and after two days without seeing bins regularly and wanted to throw it all to hell ...
In order to continue contrasting realities a little trip, we went on Friday 7 for China ... Beijing ...
do not know if the world is so different when it comes to cultures and ways of being from different countries, or if by chance the trip we are molded so that each change of destination is a pretty drastic change for me in all backgrounds and experiences of its people, but that the cultural contrasts is something that does not let you get bored with every passing day ... the Japanese prolixity and kindness we clear the Chinese ... cheap version of the Japanese ... that sold a lot and lasts two weeks ... much more coarse, dirty, smelly and noisy ... can not are soooo bad, but coming from Japan the gap is ...
The first impression of Beijing was what had to be ... a monster ... fell from the airport to downtown (near Tian'an Men Square) and we ran into many tall buildings, corporations, banks, all oversized, as expected in the motor capital of the industry and the world economy as China ...
A priori did not seem as dirty as I was told ... the center is very neat and very nice to go, particularly in the area of \u200b\u200bthe square and the door Tian'an Men, historical center of public protests by the Chinese (mainly intellectual) against the communist regime ... for those who are not aware, this Square is where a Chinese stood in front of several tanks of war to prevent its passage in full manifestation, being immortalized in a photograph that made history ...
The first night they gave us so much more to go out and walk around Centrito and taking off the picture with the door
lit the Forbidden City, and then we were tired walking stick around for the hostel ... in the way we lost, and we ended up a big "I have no fucking idea where I am" that we are in full "under" in Beijing, so we can say we met the night in rustic full course communication ... to know where we had to be for signs, because to attempt a conversation in English with a Chinese was like talking in English ... all the fart ... is exactly the same as when they speak to you in Chinese, and you think "why the hell I spoke in Chinese if you know that I have no idea that you're saying? "... they must think the same when we will try to ask something in English or do not understand English and as we spoke slow and deliberate, and even a little higher than normal, in a desperate yearning to imagine what problem we have ... is that we are not modulate well or not heard, is that they have no fucking idea what that means we say ... the exchange can be very funny. The hostel was not so bad, except for any inconvenience to the arrival ... apparently the Chinese do not yet know what the purpose of a reservation ... you make a reservation for a reason, very simple ... to avoid the uncertainty of whether you to get or not what you want in the desired time and manner ... seems simple, I know, but the Chinese do not understand yet and so much so that the two reserves who did, one did not exist and the other half was made ... well, among puteada puteada and we ended up getting the men in another hostel around the corner, where we had to climb 4 floors staircase ... imagine our happiness ... ate shrimp like crazy ...
The next day we went to the Mercado de la Seda (Silk Market), to crash into what makes China very popular throughout the world ... good imitation brands at bargain prices ... I particularly had a good budget included purchasing this style, and the truth that I found something completely than I expected ... far from being a street fair with poor things, was a huge building shopping kind of 6 floors, with thousands of stalls, yes type show but with things of good quality for what we were paying ... returned to the world of bargaining, an art Pulis that if you know how to lead and what you can do many things to own truly ridiculous prices ...
got in there I spent about 12 hours, until I closed the door in his face practically hand in hand with the black in the past minutes after the rest of the band had left the cross ... we are also Clari and other people in the group that after the cultural revolutions were to buy some things ...
Well, in summary we can say that several new and very good friends ... their names are Armani, Gucci, Ralph Lauren, Tommy ... and many others ... of course, after all start the self-conviction there that what we buy is post and is not lying ... in Montevideo these pilchas have to quote very high, we can not fall into the sweep trucho assume it ... bah, do not know why I get into the bag, I did not buy imitations I bought the post ... my Armani suit is in Rome, and polo shirts came by ferry from New York ... the prices were lower because the vendors liked me, I have no doubt that it ... and do not say it was wasted time, until I learned to speak some Chinese and all ... "or the fung!" = you're crazy .... My statement of head when I threw their prices a bit out of market ...
Bargaining is awesome ... much saltier than the one we live in Bali ... mine start off with prices ridiculously high, and knowing that you will get shitting, or waiting for some idiot among the thousands who pass through day coma that price and they make their November ... of course, do not have the Uruguayan is not European, and between the automatic impulse to not long a handle and how much fun it was to us some the subject of haggling, we ended up lying on the floor calling for cuts of 5 pesos like thousands ... obviously the next half day tour group had a hand in his bag of assets, and other means had the same jacket, the same shirts, the same shirts ... we will look around Easter when we come to Montevideo ... but hey, you had to do ...
Day 3 in Beijing, pulled the cultural part of the ride so we send to the center of the city ... in front of the plaza and enter by the door Tian 'An Men arrived at the Forbidden City, a walled mini-city has many temples and halls where some 24 emperors lived along the history of China ... is called the Forbidden City because at the time when it was inhabited by the emperors, was very difficult for the public (in fact it was banned just) ... only the aristocrats could enter by appointment with the Emperor ... well, that was the cultural quota
history ... The truth is that the Forbidden City is impressive, but to me personally delighted me more than the Summer Palace, where we went after there ... a place where the emperors used for parties and ceremonies less serious than those made in the Forbidden City ... at least that was the impression I left ... like these guys lived in fuck fuck so you can see, all the places we were home to various types of ceremonies and parties ... some bacanes.
Leaving the Palace, and at about six p.m. starter to the hostel area, because at night we were going to eat roast duck, a Chinese dish supposedly, knew from the itinerary of the group that made China ... we were killing time and lying outside the hostel and Agus Fede drinking mate and playing a game typical of Chinese who could be comparable to our old and dear "string", as a game of neighborhood ... is with a pen to badminton style, but they spend with the foot of each other ... we learn some Chinese children playing with the hostel and have fun for a while, until one could not miss guarangada almost tear me a shrimp and decided to cut through the silliness ... which need to fuck the day before having to walk on the Great Wall is not? Anyway ...
finally went to dinner and the roast duck was an excellent letter to Chinese restaurants ... I personally loved it, others not so much or seemed like a kick to the liver, as Bruno and the Santi ... plate consists of three trays of ceramic, shaped like a duck it is clear ... a duck meat, another skin with meat, and other skin ... just go from low to high in terms of cholesterol ... also bring you a Mexican burrito tortillas that appear to be raw, but for me ... are steamed tortillas are made in these pieces of duck with green onion cut into strips, and you can put sweet and sour sauce or other seasoning ... eaten burrito type and is remarkably ... well, you have to have his stomach, that's true, but it is b
uenísimo ... opinions on the taste that has the duck are varied ... seems to me chicken, but for others seemed lamb, pork, or not more .... It is very similar to chicken, and as a person of very good tooth suggest take me seriously with my assessments of the food ... the day of duck ended with the payment of the bill, which as always was fair for others ... bah, this time on something like 5 yuan, Nico was commissioned to provide the girl, shouting "Here, buy yourself something nice ..." as who gives a tip of 100 USD ... and our nerve borders on indecency after the brothel ... they did in the restaurant's true that this was a quaint way to end the night ... and we still had to go back to the hostel ... The back of the restaurant to the hostel was a poem ... the girls took a taxi first, and we hope the following ... it was night and did not spend almost nothing, so we hope a while ... they came a poor bare, which was given to stop, and we hit the 6 men in the car, even with the black hand bag he had bought hours earlier, since he bought the day Previous to that time had no side handle and a wheel had melted out of the Silk Market, so I needed a replacement ... black poor, between that and the jacket "leather" bought 800 yuan felt a little disappointed at the end of that afternoon ... but anyway, we got into the taxi and threw 10 yuan (just over a dollar) Peel to take us to the hostel, to which he clung without any hesitation, but when he saw we were started with only 6 could carry up to 4 ... needless to say that we do not taxi or Peteco down, so I threw 5 yuan to take us and morally obliged to start ... the trip was a lack of control total, singing and chanting to the beat of the top and to the point that when we got off I wanted to take a picture with the peeled and focused when JP came from behind (the boyfriend of my friend and fellow Ili thesis) and I plugged a kiss the bare ... as always, very rare all ...
The next day, the wall ... here apply a theme song with the song of Rocky, but unfortunately the blog does not allow me to make this wonder of sensations ... Speaking of Rocky
and our guide was called Chinese ... all have an English name, and this Easter was given for choosing Rocky, a brash ...
We reached the wall at Simatai area, a area is not the tourist, allegedly to hike 10 km along the same ... can not imagine the dimension that has that wall ...
what was going through her head to the people who built it escapes My understanding ... is a big monster eats the Chinese landscape along the 4,000 km (at least that is, at first were like 10,000), and along almost waste ground area seems even more overwhelming ... without doubt one of the wonders of the world ... Finally, we started the walk along the wall, in what were supposed to travel 10 km, but surely were not more than 6 ... walked only 2 hours or we can not have done 10 miles ... the walk was all ups and downs, stairs criminals and a cold wind hit you sideways accompanied the tour going ahead ... Nico, Santi, Black and I, escorted by Ximena and Clara (Xime friend), and an hour and a half ago we came Brunito with Camilla and Sofia say ... always such a gentleman helping him ... as there are always some bad languages slander, and in this case it was rumored that came with a liter of serum non desmallarse plugged ... also, as always, all arrive ... obviously had to go buy shirt on the wall ... along the way are many street vendors, you fit shirts, drinks, souvenirs ... I bought a shirt, and because I wanted to lose much money I asked for a beer gift ... so I also left a toast to the Chinese children who had the balls to put that little wall ...
the end of the tour got off the wall by throwing in a harness by a steel linga passing over the river ... good seal, very funny ...
ate right there, a buffet of weird things and not so rare, but we brought hunger murder in that place ... well plump back to hostel to finish the trip ...
afternoon / evening was very quiet we were a while in the Olympic village known stadiums from the outside, and we came back to hostel ... we had to assemble the bags with all purchases in order to pass the Beijing-Shanghai flight, and in my case had to be a work of art not happen in the 20 kg in the bag was going to send ... I was putting together this puzzle a true artist ... Miguel Angel carving David ... je me falls short. The thing is that I weighed the bag to another day and was exactly 20.0 kg .... Sure, the rest I had to get between the hand bag and my beloved backpack that has accompanied cargadita me a while ... but came out ...
Tuesday May 11, arrived at Shanghai ... and meets the Carla! ! (My mother, who everyone knows how much I love ... heh) ... "the whole world, what moral mine ... Well, the 10 readers who follow my nonsense ...
Shanghai, Beijing is very different from starting ... for me a beautiful city, but only had 2 days to go, and we had a whole in the popular Shanghai Expo ...
City is very picturesque bisected by the Huangpu river next to it a kind of ravine they call the "Bund", very nice to see especially at night ...
The first day we gave for walking the downtown ... I wanted to know port, to pay some sort of tribute to the argument we made for having us, as the port of Shanghai is a major hub ports in the world ... is good to compare in any way other examples of the Montevideo port, adding something retina rather than letters of books ... but unfortunately I could not make myself understood with any Chinese, nor even a China working at a tourist information center, but ironically did not speak English ... so I kept wanting to know the famous port ...
At night I went alone to the bay ... very picturesque landscape of the illuminated buildings while walking along the bund (the avenue that I told ) ... supposedly
which were already on tour with the group went on a cruise around the bay that night, so we also wanted to meet them ... if it was not fair coincided with 1200 millions of Chinese who were in the same place all tight and screaming, able to see them ... but it was not the case, and also I am disappointed ... At about 22:00 I got to take it back, but coincidentally the metro had closed, so I had to venture to put a one hour walk to the hostel, guessing a bit the way, using a map, and the inevitable beer qe traveled with me ... pretty dark all the time, but it was a different perspective at least, go a few streets to the little time we had the truth that it was good business ...
The next day, Expo Shanghai ... we had to get tickets, and we went looking for somewhere to sell them ... the whole city breathes the atmosphere of propaganda posters and Expo ... absolutely everywhere, showing the importance the event, but going to a place and say "expo ticket" was more or less like asking to do 588,673 square root without a calculator ... no case with the Chinese, the city will seem to be as repellent ... rude filthy, smelly, and more ... the cities we visited are very nice, the two ... but the Chinese is the same everywhere ... a mess ... standing we have a discussion with Clari ... she stands on the grounds that it is not their fault that they are so ignorant, but that is because of the oppressive regime that limits for thousands of years ... the truth does not rule it out, sounds great logical, but they are a mess is a mess ... I think also There is little that when you open China, we had to scramble more and more Chinese ineractuar common, while the group did on tour was not so lucky ... took them and brought them all around, talked with the Chinese educated to understand English and who were also charged for teach ... on the other hand, received far more information than we do about the history of the Chinese people, which can raise a little more I guess ... anyway, I think both views are valid, but are very special to me ...
Anyway, we ended up going to the Expo and got the tickets directly ... there is the Shanghai Expo a presentation in which almost every country in the world (do not know if any stood out) presents typical things of his country, allegedly following a theme ... in this case the theme was referred to suggest ways of improving the world ... I say supposedly because countries continued the theme in their presentations, and obviously that Uruguay had to be one of those ... my
impr ession was more developed countries were mostly those who had submitted under the theme, while least developed countries into the world attempt to sell their presentations ... Uruguay for example, had pictures of a pasture with cows, the Rambla de Montevideo, in some tourist areas, but nothing associated with the motto ... no big deal the stand of our country, I must say ... beyond being humble, that would be expected since we do not have the same resources as Germany, but there was a very clear idea of \u200b\u200bwhat was intended to show ... it was ugly, but I finally convinced ... Major we saw were from England, Chile, Canada, Spain ... to me the one I liked was that of small countries in Africa, which were grouped in the same building ... I was impressed divine ... many countries had no idea existed, such as islands Sychelles, east of the continent, Madagascar ... I have intended to go some day ... heh.
Expo The cost is estimated at 40 billion USD ... I was told would be double what was spent on the Olympics 2008 ...
impressive ... I think I missed a day to feel I knew Shanghai, but it was still a great destination ... the night we met on the ground floor of the hostel with the group we were to eat and chat ... for us it was the end of the first leg of the trip ... we ended the free to join the group in Hong Kong, so we did the last round of beers to honor the lived in that month and a half that happened ... we were all too eager to get the group to rest a little more, and I also get together again with Clari, and the rest of the people that surely would be fun ... and no doubt being
... At least I could try a bowl of noodles bought at a cushy positions of the street on the corner of the hostel, fueled by black, and I can say I ate local food ... we saw some beautiful brochettes cockroaches, scorpions and worms in Beijng, but the fact that I had not been tempted too ... these noodles were awesome ...
Thursday May 13, arrived at Hong Kong and started the second part of the trip ... several nice feeling, to see so many colleagues with whom we have good relationship, get to the airport and see a tipitos with a sign reading "Travel group CE 2010" and not have to think about how to reach hostel, now a hotel ... and what a hotel! Passion ... it was a paradise come true ... the contrast between those who were doing free and those who came and was very funny group ... they said it was not as Good (coming from a huge hotel in Shanghai) and we could not believe what we were seeing ...
Hong Kong was like a stop at a service station when you're on a path not long ... I found a destination that is worth much worth knowing, but it was very good throughout the adaptation to the group, fuck, departures, coupled in the hotel, amusement park ... well, all things relaxing and fun only flavored with a bit of culture when they finally did get to go this time to Port ...
spent three nights in HK, and the truth that was really fun ... I think that's the definition of fun, for what I said before not really seem to be much to see as a tourist destination ... it's a good place to shop for technology a priori, provided you give to a place of trust, because there are also cushy positions at the best Chinese style you buy much cheaper, but it's an adventure ... I with my little consumer condition I wanted to buy everything, but I was able to stifle her desire ... of course, now I want a cell phone that was purchased as Clari and I have not ... old, I inherited that from you clearly, but I still think I need your power to convince himself that this cell would be "very necessary for my daily tasks" ... if I had repeated a couple of times I bought it for sure ...
people ... the truth that the Hong Kongens is very, very different from the normal Chinese to start ... there is some degree of repulsion towards them, like one step less, and I do not think are very wrong ... of course is that just 13 years ago that HK is part of China again, and do not feel very attached to them, or like to be called Chinese ... I do not like me ... have their own currency, with its border with mainland China, where you need a passport to go, but what stands out is how different they are in the way of speaking and dealing with people ... at least that seemed capable I'm eating the same illusion of which I spoke when I said that by being in the group you can bring you the wrong impression of people in general, since the interaction with the "ordinary" people are lose enough, and tour guides are not much reference ... but just the general impression was that ... the HK Chinese is more polite and friendly ... more common is the ordinary Chinese as reinforcement of tripe ...
People often accused (I understand with some truth) that our journey has no academic foundation, and the architecture itself ... well let me tell that we made our first visit HK official academic ... went to the HKSE (Hong Kong Stock Exchange), the stock market the city! Actually a shit ... but hey, at last ...
academic
same day I made my first shipment per parcel to Montevideo ... weighed 15.35 kg creature ... all purchases of the Silk Market in Beijing, plus some clothes she had brought to fart, all in one box left mummified with tape rolls in 2 months ... I have out there, I hope banque the bustle ...
HK
other thing that was very good, beyond the bowling to long hours, stirring the public with the whole group from the hotel to a bar about 10 blocks (along the route the police we would kindly ask that we run because people wanted to sleep) where we did karaoke with other people who were dragging on the walk, was the way to Ocean Park with a park Clari ... comprehensive amusement where observatories had different bugs and animals, from pandas to an impressive show of living water ... I had an aquarium that was monstrous, with a huge pool full of sharks, enormous fish, stingrays, and more ... also the stars of the park, and what we would find, were the roller coasters and free fall lift ... oh my god what was that ... I love roller coasters, but the dizziness that I have the truth at times to have to say that I had not quite right ... just like the sensations were incredible, but for a while would say I'm covered ... especially with that fucking elevator, which you up as 100 meters and then drop you into the void ... passion ... for the worse, that part of the park is on top of a mountain, and up the elevator down looked around the mountain, which for person with vertigo we agree can be a special seasoning ... Clari was in his element, owner of adrenaline could only laugh at my reactions, and the truth that no doubt it was funny ... the truth that we had a great day ... highly recommend the park and is not expensive ... 250 HKD (approx 35 USD) and you have access to all ... no doubt it's worth more than Disney, which has nothing of these games are for entertainment only
kids ...
That same day, late afternoon, I set out to find the port ... I had given some indications (Berta, the tour guide) that were wrong, and it seemed that I would stay again without knowing what I studied so thoroughly (kwack) ... after a significant degree of persistence and the help of a Chinese improved (hong Kongens) I managed to get the much awaited port ... the truth that only see one of the terminals that handle containers, with the dimension that is, enough to understand why it is one of the main ports in the world ... and from the park early you could see many ships move from one side to the other charged to handle, and so I was tapering down to meet ... As expected, no one could enter the port premises, but ... I was at the dance ... a couple of jumps fence and evaded security boxes and I was in containers on the beach, surrounded by cranes ... I was Tom Cruise in Mission Impossible ... but much less looks, it is clear ... the problem was that had been done at night, and something can not be there, it is not fancy, is a security issue ... understand that when I finished it while walking out of a container, a crane began to move over mine, and I was suddenly down bug piece of metal, not knowing what was going to be his next move ... a bit of adrenaline to make it move a cultural visit, but that was enough for me, so after that episode I turned around and went back to the hotel ...
Anyway, we ended the night at the bar we had the presence of a special guest, a friend of black, native of Singapore who had been sent up there to visit ... Peiyi, a large bank ... fuck the level of these Uruguayan unobjectionable and lit like a champion until the end of the night ... ta, just that I wanted to mention because
warranted ... There is not much to tell about Hong Kong, and how I should be in the 10 pages in one publication, I will close the destination "China" here ... of course, but not before saying that Tsingtao beer is the destination! In general, China is very smooth beer, that is not much to my liking, but the Tsingtao was quite good, also was the one that I could stay with for the collection ... chapita
There comes a writing intensive, so apronte the other ... now we are in Vietnam and there are already enough to tell ... I hope to please them in the coming days ... cheers
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