Friday, February 25, 2011

Poka Dot Dresses Pretty Women



The north of Thailand is cheaper, more rural, more hippie style, more stalls, more colored bags and more food on the street. The Old City was surrounded by walls and now I have remained the main gates and four corners and everything in back is surrounded by a channel like a medieval castle and evening with the lights I must say that was nice. C 'is also a commercial area and a street full of nightclubs with the English football league to the screen. Since we went during the weekend the city was a market with no end, I am arrived here from Bangkok with Ana, a English girl known in Tulum, together we rented a scooter with the intention of going with a DIY tour the villages surroundings, and because we wanted to do the pussy like a map elementary schools, fortunately at some point when we have seen the sign Chang Rai and there came a question we asked in formations or else we would end up in China! And China is near! Small world, meet again with people known Beginning the trip. I seem to be playing a week ago, but have now gone 16 months and I've seen and done things, I've known people, and when I say that seems like only a week because I still wanted to see, go and wake up in different places between the new smells and colors. Sixteen months have passed full and alive, though perhaps I should stop in one place more I realized over time, but having been on the move among many inputs, no, time is perceived differently, the end of a journey is just the beginning of a 'more, you can travel for months or years remaining in the same place, travel is not to move, wanting to travel is discovering new things, they always curious to meet new people in the heart.
The journey never ends. Solo travelers end up. It is also likely to endure in their memory, in memory, in the narrative. When the traveler is sitting on the sand of the beach and says: "There is much to see," he knew that was not true. You have to see what is not seen to see again what we have seen, in the spring to see what we have seen in the summer, the day see what we have seen at night, with the sun where the first time it rained, see green crops, the mature fruit, the stone has changed places, the shadow that was not there. We must retrace steps already given, to repeat, and to draw alongside new ways. We must begin the journey. Always. The traveler returns immediately. (José Saramago)

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