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Last delivery of my small American tour. It will be recalled in his earlier time in America (see this blog, many entries back) sat on the entrance to the birthplace of John Wayne, one of his favorite films. How to miss a picture in such stark landscapes that made him famous. Here are two: the Death Valley and the Grand Canyon.

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dose of motivation in Aragon!

Alquezar season starts and you are falling some first, Danielo this inhuman bastard takes "Nougat's hard," a way for the proposed Edu 8b, and as not entirely due to complete next day he went to make a wall in Arguis to learn to put "junk" with Citro and Education "that you have value macho" je je je.






Namasté

For my part I the first of "The Templico" 8b + or so and "Namaste" is I think 8b, an avenue of very old from the church is not known to have ascension Manolo also a pilgrimage to the cave has given him off and get your first 8a with "Don Quixote of the Mountain."

And now to what really matters, based in Barbastro a week ago, are two great climbers and best friends, not about others more than Mary and Paul "Ochoco" because at this rate are not going to be for these lands, do not take even a week and already has in his book with "Nowa" 8c in 4 hit, "Noa" 8b in 2 and "The Caveman" 8a + in 2, meanwhile Mary chooses to escalate to view by several seventh This visit is certainly a dose of motivation that will create a really good this winter in the areas of Aragon, Welcome friends!

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We have already spent all the dollars that we had in the portfolio. Now, wandering through the desert. And for desert, California seems to have been the best. So far no apache, no centaur, no caravan of women. Only a sun scorched. Look at my small, worn at night game, seeking the shade of this beautiful landmark that gives the road. Water, please.

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Rien ne va plus

not believe me right? No one imagined that, after so many months, my little giant embarked on another trip and went through the puddle. This time to go to a symbolic part of the United States, long before we knew of the existence of National Geographic, we already knew thanks to John Wayne, Kirk Douglas and Rhonda Fleming: the Wild West. Upon arrival, a must: Pepermill Casino in Reno. Good heavens! My little past never cinquillo or seven and a half and suddenly is surrounded by neon lights roulette and men who do not stop to say, make game, make game. So lets do it, what the hell. All my fortune to red, or black, or off-white, so popular in decorating magazines.

PD. Please notice, in perfect harmony between my little outfit and the colors of the casino. How wonderful, what poise.

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operation can be

may be an exotic or civilized, can be a powerful metropolis of towering skyscrapers and avenues and a humble village of slate roof and the smell of sheep. Sink can be any world, any set of towels to be dried after the comfortable bathroom. It may be an unknown girl or a good friend who has been in your travel bag and my little portrait in front of a mirror, whatever the chosen city, you will always return the same image, identical mirror is rich or poor, whether wild or Western. Maybe ... Ay! It can be anything. When the children leave home, you know, it is impossible to know their fates.

For the curious: the girl in the mirror is the writer Irene Jiménez was bored one afternoon and asked for a taxi. Where did we? The hotel Winnedumah. Why is that where is? You finish first and go straight. And all right, all right, is embedded in Sierra Nevada. Grenadine No, no, the American .

Do not believe me? Because tomorrow will have more information on this fantastic adventure on the wild American West.

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Pretoria

recently arrived from German lands and no time to dream of that wonderful place called Baden Baden, my little one went to Jose Luis Roca, photographer, pro and against, the Soto del Real prison, to take a snapshot of those arrested in the operation Pretoria. Well, there goes my boy, always ready for the broken and ripped. As expected, Rock took the opportunity to give him some lessons about depth of field.

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A few more of Mr. Anton Paulovich

After visiting the bust and to see a number of people practicing landscape (below), my found a small museum where, oh, mon Dieu!, were exposed Chekhov wearing glasses at the time of his death. This was saddened. A few yards found a bottle of wine with the name of the Russian. This was pleased. And so he spent the rest of the day. Saddened and Joyful, joyful and grief. We, as a story straight out of the teacher. No?

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The punctum




Do you remember that magical place that every photograph has inside? Is that to which all eyes should be addressed to understand what's going on in that pot square and static? It is an old idea of \u200b\u200bone Roland Barthes, very effective and dramatic. Well, we reached the punctum of this blog, the place that everyone will have to look if you want to understand why the author of The 400 Blows has done what he has done. We have reached one of the most important in the history of literature and here is my little boy to tell. We are in Badenweiler, a small spa town in which he lived his last days, the greatest of the great Paulovich Anton Chekhov. And here is the balcony of his hotel room in which the great Carver described his agony as anyone. The place is very Chekhovian and my little had to find and dig through a dense mountain park to give the bust of the master. Here is everything, ladies and gentlemen, the highlight of this round the world on four hits.

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To relax Russian literature came so much good few days of rest between this wonderful German pottery. And my little find the best possible sites, the mother of all toy stores, a paradise of fun: Playmobil Park Zirndorf. Great muñecotes welcomed and agreed, all with a friendly smile, to be photographed with him. If a doctorate in playmobil, my boy I have achieved on this journey to the heart of the old European children. You know: boring convince your parents that instead of going back to Mallorca lead you to this magnificent wonderland.

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and awoke the Beast ....

already seen come from a few months ago but which we know and what we imagined since well before ... This is the story of a " macarrilla " I had a dream and that dream as it could be otherwise has become reality.

On this day six years ago received a call on my cell phone, a person who is pointed to our board and we did not know of anything since it did not scale, I just wanted the money he had set months ago, I told my naive it was impossible to return the money because it was sunk and then stayed in the room for it see. As you enter vi I regretted not giving pasta, because the paint had scares me just to see far, but nothing is further from reality, because anyone who knows him will know it a beautiful person even with that dot chunguete .

A root began that day an unbeatable relationship, both personally and in sports. We climbed together on several occasions and then we saw ways, both physically and mentally "equal is unconscious is a bit "..., always ready for anything, but letting teaching and counseling with humility. And occasionally also get fooled for a in cod je je je .




By now I imagine everyone will know who it is, yeah, none other than our " HUBER " or Carlos as whichever you prefer, that last Sunday he Gratal put the red dot to a dream, put the red dot "Pasu Malu" 8a, which becomes the first in a list who knows which will be his last.

All these years of workouts, injuries, sufferings and joys have paid off and you do not will last, our most sincere congratulations and look forward to many more cakes to eat yours!! Dani and Sil

PD: As dreaming is free, what do you say the word Newton? Towards

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In Germany we were following the trail of two great masters. One of them is the Russian giant, a minor novelist deliciously occupying that section of the literature, where banks are more hidden and more remote thickets: Turgenev, an author who seems to turn from one side to another great gardens of Russia, France and Germany, so much so that their stories of hunters seem to develop in quiet parks nineteenth century. Perhaps this is why we find the small bust of the master and a bench dedicated to his memory at the Lichtentaler Allee, one of the most impressive urban thickets of the world. Will you, my friend Ivan Sergeyevich.