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http://www.counterstrikemundo.vai.la/ NOVO BLOG First of all you should save about $ 25 to adquire a visa and more $15 to pay the air port services while you are going back. Second of all Bali is amazing but it's so turistic point, you know, a lot of guide, every citizen call you to bargain with them, everyone( I mean the balinense people) ask you on the street '' where are you come from ?'', '' motobike?'' ( they rent it or car), '' comme va tu ? '', some of them is able to speak also in french and russian! (Sunset on the temple) The Island is very small but the traffic it's so crazy( I will try explain how it look,as you can see my english vocabulary is so poor, that's why it wont look like a William Blake 's creations ! hahahaha), the road it's new and there aren't holes, it's so tight when the car from different direction pass beside each other at the same time. As cars as the moto sew the traffic, it's scary! Perhabs it's time to talk about beaches, The water it's hot but the sand it's durty due to the night party. In Bali it's very common fire dance at the beach, so I think the people get a lot of fun over there... I saw in the morning many beer can, etc...( curves levels or rice terraces, it's so amazing n unbelievable! ) So, it's a balinese's family house. it means there are a nice gardem inside and particular temples for the family, I understood that many genaration live togheter. Each one has your room that seems like a house but every ''house'' of this family is in the same complex.This picture almost explain Kuta Beach! why? it's famous and popular cuz has nice ''waves'' for the surfist, I notice that in another beach the water is very calm, it's difficult to see ''waves'' at all... ( is there a specific word for sea waves? I think there is, but I forgot or I'm getting crazy! hahahaha)Every family has your temple as I wrote but there are big ''public'' temples too. Some of them are opened just in specifics dates or festivals but you can see it because it's opened. You just cannot get ''inside'', it means you cannot pass to the another side of the fancy. Look it : ( sorry, for instance I'm unable to upload the picture due to my FAIL internet ! ) I have been away for a while, but I am back :) This year, I have visited over 5 countries and let's start with Brazil! During the World Cup, everybody was crazy about the match, but me and my friends decided to run away from this mess and hide ourselves in the mountains. We rent a house for about 5 days in Monte Verde, Minas Gerais. It is a very nice deal. We payed about R$50,00 (USD 20,00)per night per person, and we were 6. The house could fit about 10 people, and it would be still
confy :) The good and at the same time a bad thing was that there was no mobile service. It was bad for me actually. I had group projects to turn in, and I had no way to communicate with the world... So, never ever bring your work to the jungle because even with a bunch of computer scientists on board we couldn't fix a connection. There were fire places in the house. So, we burned tons of wood to keep ourselves warm, and of course I couldn't resist to take picture of the fire. I almost burnt myself several times, but that's not a suprise. I am clumsy :P The city, Monte Verde, looks like a small european village. There are plenty of european restaurats and all of them sell german beer... In this city, there is also an ice ring! You really don't have to go to europe to fell like in Europe, brazilian are capable of faking it very well! hahahaha Monte Verde is a very small town. I describe this city as a single main street with about 1km width. Along this kilometer you will find several fancy restaurants, gift's shops, and coffee shops. Even though they are fancy you can still affort it. If you have ever been to Campos do Jordao ( which is a pretty expensive touristic city in the mountains in Sao Paulo state) I can say that Monte Verde is half of the price. We climbed the mountains that divide the Minas Gerais State and Sao Paulo State. There was a lot of breathtaking flowers, and there was a lot of haze as well. On the top of the mountain there were some huge rocks. We climbed them too. Actually, I climbed just half of it. We were without any safety equipment, and then I got scared to fall... So, this combination of beauty, adventure, and mistery made me think I was in Alice's Wonderland.I had a lot of fun. I was with good friends over there, and for sure I will remeber those days and miss every single second, and smile I shared with them :)
Before leaving Asia I went to Thailand for few days. I have would like to get there by train from Kuala Lumpur, but it would take more than 10 hours and I d need to take some buses to get in Phuket ( turistic island ), so I found cheap fly to get directly to Phuket international airport ( I think by plane was cheaper than by train). If you go to phuket don't change your money over there, the money Exchange was better at the malaysians intentional airport than anywhere I saw in phuket. After arriving on the airpor we took a van cuz (there are taxi and minivan to get in the city you wish) taxi was too Expensive for me, van was more convenient it cost 150baht, is about 4$ or less than this! At the beach you can rent a rest chair under the umbrella, I have no ideia how does it cost, but it's very common so turist pay for it :Trafic and the stores were disorganized, like you can see:I stay in Kuta, it is the funer city, I mean there are a lot of bar, woman show, funny spot. What about the beaches? Pretty cool, nice and warm... European "ladies" use to do TOP Less! Such a lot of place in Asia there were bitches everywhere...they were on tour trought some turistic point making company for the guys that they were spending day and mostly night... What is interesting to do in Thailand ? First of all is ride an elephant! It's pretty fun, maybe it seems to be scary, but is interesting feel how slowly and soft the way it walks! The trainer beats hardly with a stick on the head of their elephant and he also guide screaming with it! Second of all is corious watch a muyai Thai( Thai box ), international people fight it a lot of the hand to punch their rival, but the Thai people fight more dancing and using their leg to kick, Thai people fight seem to be less aggressive then other nationality doing it! ( some pictures don't fit with what I wrote, like this peanapple, I would like to upload another picture but I don't have them here, acctualy I lost them, so when I find it I wish to be able to organize this post) Hoje ( 20.01) e feriado Hindu aqui na Malasia, parece que acontece uma grande celebracao la no templo da Batu Caves - postagem anterior. Nao tivemos coragem de ir la, se sabado passado estava lotado imaginem como seria na data festiva deles! A programacao hoje foi visitar o KL Tower, 4 maior torre de telecomunicacao do mundo, com 421 m de altura. Na base dessa torre tinha algumas cantinas, lojas de lembracinhas e um jardim simulando um vilarejo Malaio. Na capsula, no topo, tinha a vista panoramica, e um andar mais acima ha um restaurante. E muito alto la, a sensacao de ver a Twin Tower relativamente ''pequena'' e de cima e muito esquisito. porque quando voce esta no
chao dela ela parece que arranha o ceu, porem quando voce esta no KL Tower a Twin parece uma miniatura! Outro detalhe interessante de observar e que nessa capital existem varias manchas verdes. Parece que a cidade nao acaba, tem predios ate horizonte, entretanto a flora esta no meio de tudo isso. E bonito de ver que tiveram do de algumas arvores. Vamos ver quanto tempo elas ainda durarao nessa aqui! Apos sentir a mudanca de pressao ao subir e descer dessa torre, minha mae e eu visitamos uma simulacao de vilarejos malaios. Ficava logo ao lado da torre. Nao deixei de tirar a foto no jardim que antecedia o vilarejo, estava bonitinho e reconfortante de mais! Enfim as cabanas simulando uma vila : Dentro dessas cabanas tinha umas camas feitas com bambum.
Hello!I really had an adventure in the 4th delevoped country in the world. After planing our trip to Bali my grandfather said he had a friend in Singapore and if could we visit him. My mom said ok. So we bought ticket for friday and the return to sunday,our fly to Bali It had been planed for monday. Singaporean taxi driver told us to spent the evening on Marina Square,there are a lot of casino,expensive mall, etc. We didn'd go there for those activities. ( Marina Square )We intend to watch chinise new year show over there and we did.it was more amazing then I thought it could be. In the morning we met my grandparent's friend and his wife. They guided us trought Marina Square(we saw how it look during the day),chinatown,some known hotel ,where Michel Jackson spend fews night, but I didn't pay attention due to I don'd like so much places that became famous thanks some pop artist.Anna,wife of grandpa's friend took us to the 'india nieghborhood' where we had a nice indian vegeterian lunch. After our stomach got full we went to the botanic park...There are a lot species of plants even tropical and European one(they survive in this part of earth thanks the 'air conditional green house',it was a wet fog,really fun!). Perfect place to have a date on the Botanic Park ! We turned back to the hotel as soon as possible and I rested more then I should. Maybe it's so boring what I m writing if you don't have patience I won't get angry but now the adventure starts:) once upon a time... Hahahaha ok I stop kidding at all. On sunday at the airport I discovered that I couldn't return to Kuala Lumpur due to my passport will expire in less then 6 month. My grandparent and my mom become nervous because they didn'd want to leave me alone in a foreign country and my mom didn't let my parents go bythemself to KL and after to Bali(actually we were worrying about separete the family trought Asia). So my grandparents went ahead and my mom and I guested at my grandpa's friend house( few minute after me the custom stoped my mom too). It was an Apreensive situation but our polish friends helped us. On Monday we got luck and our temporary passport were made before 12am so with new documents in hands we ran to the airport to take next fly to Bali and meeting our family. We got there savely and my grandparent were on the hotel that we had booked.Well we spent almost 1 week wearing and washing the clothes we took with us to stay 2 day in Singapore. The worse thing it was I hadn't brought the camera's charger so I was obliged to be careful with the battery. ( just an amazing photo from botanic park)Anna took us to a nice restaurant in Singapore ( after being stoped in Singapore) where we ate a nice soft fish : So let's register my last vacation... After few years
I turned back to Poland. This year, I visited some family's places, and Torun is one of them. It's the town where my grandma was born. This city is a tourist point due to Copernicus ( the guy that found out that the earth is moving around the sun), and this city as known as city of the most ancient recipe of Honey Cookie ( I don't know if it's the right name in English , in Poland they call it "Pierniczki" , and Portuguese "Pao de Mel") - Anyway they are still delicious even without any name... hahahah unfortunately, I just took few picture, this is one of them. I'm not sure but I think is the apartment that my gradma lived when she was teenager... Some city view from a Castle Hill ( the Castle was just behind me,...but my best pic was od the city)when we are turning back home after visit Torun!just an picture with my lovely grandpa...
Pantanal Mato Grossense O Pantanal e caracterizado por grandes fazendas alagadas no periodo de outubro -abril, no periodo de seca formam grandes lagos, e nessa epoca mais facil de visualizar os animais, pois a abundancia de alimentos e menor. A vegetacao e uma mistura de Cerrado com Mata Atlantica. Animais : Tamandua - Mirim (Tamandua tetradactyla)Jacare ( repteis da ordem Crocodylia) Jabiru Mycteria , essa ave e o simbolo do pantanal, classificada como maior ave voadora do Brasil, chega a pesar 8kg. Popularmente conhecida como Tuiuiu. Casinha do Joao de Barro! Martim Pescador Cuiaba, capital do Mato Grosso sediara a copa de 2014 no Brasil, a cidade ja esta em clima de preparacao, reforma e construcao para hospedar os esportistas e todos envolvidos com o evento. Estou curiosa qual sera o impacto para a regiao, tanto para o meio ambiente quanto para a populacao local que vive em precarias condicoes.Fazendas Por do SolCachoeira Veu de Noiva Nascente em Nobres On my way to California State University, Chico for my first semester as an senior exchange student, my family and I landed in Las Vegas and I beg to visit the Grand Canyon instead of staying 3 nights in Vegas. I made their minds, fortunately.It was a really exhaustive trip. The first day, we were awake for 20 hours straight. We traveled 10 hours(5 hours flying and 5 hours driving). That many hours just to see the Grand Canyon on the South Rim. It was totally worth every second of this journey.At the first glace, I couldn't believe what I was seeing! I thought someone just printed a huge poster with an amazing landscape and left in the middle of the desert. It took me few seconds to realize that what I was looking at was real!Unfortunately, I only spent 4 hours in the Grand Canyon National Park. I will definitely be back there, but next time I am hiking and camping for several days in the middle of that huge mysterious place.Our next stop was Page, AZ. We first went to see the "Tse bighanilini", which means "the place where water runs through rocks" in Navajo. I think the name explains everything. For those that have no idea what I am talking about, this place is known as the "Antelope". It was kind of expensive the 30 minutes tour. It was about $20 per person, but totally worth every penny.Page has more then one amazing attraction. The horseshoe bend is exactly 5 minutes away from the Antelope. I loved that place. First, horseshoes always represented luck for me ( I grow up among horses), so it was amazing to see a huge horseshoe made by the Colorado river. Second, there was no fence to keep you from falling down the cliff. My grandma stayed in the car because was too hot. Otherwise, she would have had a heart attack for seeing me walking and jumping from rock to rock by the cliff edge. Third and not probably the last reason, the combination of the dimension of the canyon , the green transparent
Hoje fui com minha mae visitar um templo hinduista que fica em uma caverna (aproximadamente 13 km do centro de Kuala Lumpur). Esse templo e do Lord Murunga, na entrada da escadaria de 273 degraus tem a maior estatua do mundo desse Lord.Ao chegar no local nos deparamos com uma multidao de devotos, havia uma fila enorme para as escadarias , e nessa fila os hindus praticavam suas dancas , rituais e tocavam e ''cantavam'' ( faziam um barulho estranho). Na verdade eles entravam em transe. As oferendas era um pote decorado com leite dentro, isso e carregado ate o templo dentro da caverna. Nao so homens e mulheres carregavam essa oferenda, mas as criancas tambem. Por toda a parte via-se bebes no colo de suas maes no meio dos devotos: Em meio de tantas pessoas haviam devotos jogados no chao inconcientes, realizando seu culto, apesar de ser um tumulto essas pessoas nao foram pisoteadas, todos passavam pelos deitados cautelosamente para nao feri-los.Cansou um pouquinho subir as escadas, muito ingrime. O templo fica a 100m de altura. As pessoas ficavam fatigadas em subir com as oferendas na cabeca e mais ainda com os Kavadi. Kavadi e outro tipo de oferenda, e uma estrutura de metal com mais de 2 metros toda decorada com penas, o hindu veste isso e vai subindo. Pessoas auxiliam os que carregam esses Kavadises.Dentro da caverna os indianos estavam fazendo algum ritual, havia algumas pessoas sentadas no chao com alguns sintomas de fadiga, outras com piercing no corpo inteiro, ou na lingua de forma que nao conseguiam botar a lingua pra dentro da boca, pois o piercing era tao grande que nao cabia na boca. Vi um cara com uma estaca atravessando as duas bochechas dele.Essa foto ampliada e das costas de uma pessoa com um monte de piercing enganchado. Eles queimam alguma coisa pra produzir as cinzas e nao infecionar a pele apos retirar os ganchos. Parece que eles nao sentem dor e nao sangra. Sobre a dor eu nao sei, pois nao perguntei e nem tentei fazer isso, mas sobre o sangue e verdade. Fiquei assistindo a retirada de piercings e nao vi nenhuma gota de sangue.O po branco nas costas desse ser humano e a mesma do pote na foto abaixo : One of theese weekend I spend on Port Dickson, It's pretty close to KL ( Kuala Lumpur ). I mean, it's about 80 km, but if you wish get there by bus you must expect 3 hours of trip. You should take at least 3 buses. People doesn't wear swiming suit like biquini or something very small. They just get in with clothes. well each one with your culture, but this behaivor it's very ''smart'' due to the sun is hotter than you can imagine. Trought the beaches are a lot of Resorts. The water was hot and shallow. I just wet my feet, actually I was afraid of swiming, who knows what kind of animals are there?! Maybe Sharks... hahahaOn the horizon there are two oil plataform. I remember my friend when
Momentos de transicao nao sao meus prediletos. De repente voce toma um susto, olha ao redor e percebe quanta falta faz aquilo que era seu tudo. Ha pouco tinha manhas divertidas cheias de pequenas aventuras e milhares de distracoes - tudo era sorriso. Hoje, falta. Ha muito sinto falta de ouvir a frase que me era de costume: 'a tua felicidade me basta' - e so me ocupava de alegria. Prestes a cair em despedidas, a vontade e so de nomear todos os 'santos' que fizeram 'milagres' em minha vida e dizer-lhes que nao preciso mais de engenharias de elevador/escadas para me perceber na ignorancia de amar, nem de quilos de sorvete pra assistir ao jogo do flamengo, muito menos ouvir musicas melosas e desconhecidas so pra escrachar com um pouco (ou nenhuma) autenticidade tudo que deixei passar. Tudo mudou muito, e ainda nao me enxerguei no lugar em que desejava. Essa nostalgia nao me faz querer voltar ao passado, nao fico remoendo impossibilidades. So repenso minhas escolhas.Talvez tenha deixado pra traz o que me transbordava.Ou precise de mais um pouco de vazios pra encontrar o que me completa. Queria que doesse em voce. A dor de todo amor desacreditado e descreditado que se instala em meu peito. A dor de uma promessa que voce nem se importou se eu cumpri (te fazer feliz). A dor de pensar que todos os beijos e carinhos foram mentiras.. o abraco, calor, humor erotico, planos e realizacoes se destruirem porque voce simplesmente nao e o mesmo - mas continua se esforcando fingindo um grande amor. Quando sera que voce vai perceber que nao adianta... Eu sentia tua paixao, tua saudade desesperada, teu abraco caloroso e aguardado, tua cautela ao falar e agir.Tantos minutos em um beijo hoje parece que sao convertidos hoje em silencio. Esconderam nossas conversas demoradas, nossos beijos 'calientes', nossos planos e nao encontro nosso futuro.Queria que doesse em voce alimentar o amor por outrem enquanto o outro se alimenta de ego (sem perceber, talvez). Queria que voce sentisse, nem que por um minuto, a dor de querer voltar no tempo e prolongar um futuro com alguem que nao existe mais...Depois de tantas feridas, achei que tinha me vacinado pra desilusao.Bobagem, as coisas estao acontecendo a um palmo do meu nariz e eu so enxergo tua boca.Queria que doesse em voce. Impossivel... Pra ser doido tem que ter verdade. Ela so precisa perceber, que nem todo 'perder' faz falta, que nem toda soma acrescenta e que suas verdades quase sempre sao so suas e fim. Precisa aprender que nem toda saudade e dor e que nem toda espera merece ansiedade assim como sua ansiedade nao se limita a tanta espera...E vive pra aprender. 'O nosso som pausou.E por tanta exposicao, a disposicao cansou.Secou da fonte da paciencia, e nossa excelencia ficou la fora.Solucao e a solidao de nos.Deixe eu me livrar das minhas marcas;Deixe eu me lembrar de criar asas.Deixa que esse verao eu faco so... Deixa que nesse verao eu faco sol.So me resta agora acreditar que esse encontro que se deu..
Comeco a desatar os nos que prendiam a minha garganta nos dias de maior saudade. A destratar os 'sos' carregados de saudosismo.E a colorir os NOS. Agregando mais gente e mais vida.E ainda tem gente que pergunta cade o 'preto e branco' do meu arco-iris. Nao se deixe corromper pelo 'tempo'. O tempo e o mesmo para todos, a diferenca esta no valor que as pessoas dao a ele... Se realmente o tempo cura feridas e da a resposta para tudo, entao por que perde-lo?O abraco, o beijo, a conversa, o carinho... as vezes duram tao pouco, mas valem tanto. Uma palavra dita, pode demorar menos de um segundo, e mudar o resto de uma vida... Como tambem, uma conversa de horas pode nao fazer a diferenca pra quem participou dela.Acredito nas pessoas que acreditam no tempo. Aquelas que fazem de cada pedacinho do dia uma oportunidade de se melhorar, de conviver com o outro. Acredito nas pessoas que nao estao num 'mundo perdido'. Nao gosto daquelas que desejam a velha formula: dinheiro + familia, e so. Gosto de quem quer mudar o mundo, mudar as pessoas, nao so observar, mas PARTICIPAR.Saber nao e o suficiente, pra mim, e preciso CRER, BUSCAR algo que seja realmente possivel, afinal, nao ha limites pra quem quer o bem. Acredito nas pessoas que se acreditam, que nao passam desapercebidas, na sensacao do dever comprido, no respeito e amor ao proximo.Num mundo cheio de miserias, e facil ver desgracas... Mas e tao motivador ve a graca do bem que ainda existe!Eu acredito em mim, nas pessoas e no futuro...E se nao acreditasse, viveria pra que? 'Retrovisor e passado, e de vem em quando do meu ladoNunca e na frenteE o segundo mais tarde, proximo, seguinteE o que passou e muitas vezes ninguem viuRetrovisor nos mostra o que ficou.. O que partiu, o que agora so ficou no pensamentoRetrovisor e mesmice em transito lentoRetrovisor mostra meus olhos com lembrancas mal resolvidasMostra as ruas que escolhiCalcadas e avenidasDeixa explicito que se for pra frenteCoisas ficarao pra trasA gente so nunca sabe que coisas sao essas'TM Foi preciso muito mais esforco pra perceber os dois elementos que sobraram: a duvida e a desilusao. Aquele doido sentimento de PERDA, ja nao se justifica: nao se perde aquilo que nunca possuimos. Nao se perde amor, respeito muito menos reciprocidade, se nao estao acompanhados da verdade. Ninguem ficou perdido.Se a liberdade e um sentimento tao sublime, porque a amargante frustracao de ver as borboletas de nosso jardim voarem pra tao longe? E uma pena: usei minha liberdade pra colorir meu jardim de voce. Errei? Ainda sobraram o preto e o branco pra te resumir.Duvida e desilusao: ter tantas cores pra tao pouco voce. Eu ja tinha falado pra ela deixar de aprender com a dor.. Falei que com as experiencias terceiras ela poderia absorver muitos ensinamentos... Mas, mais uma vez ela lacrimejava sem parar e dizia que ia morrer de ansiedade.A ansiedade pode ate mata-la um dia. Mas aquela dor era boa.Ela amava o 'amor', se dedicar, brincar, ter alguem. Ela amava
'amar'. Mas nao aprendia com terceiros. Tudo era em primeira pessoa do singular:'Eu sofri, perdi, menti, fiz, falei, amei, desejei, neguei, rasguei...'E eu sempre PLURAL dizia: 'Vamos, podemos, esquecemos, abandonamos, encontramos...'Pode parecer egoismo, mas nao. Sozinha ela tem cuidado pra nao arranhar quem esta perto com a queda.Dessa vez, ela sabe que nao caiu. Ela saltou, e esta me levando junto com ela... Ela so precisa perceber, que nem todo 'perder' faz falta, que nem toda soma acrescenta e que suas verdades sao so suas e fim. Precisa aprender que nem toda saudade e dor e que nem toda espera merece ansiedade assim como sua ansiedade nao se limita a tanta espera...E apesar de saber que pra os outros o que importa e o externo, continua se amontoando internamente...Enfim, eu disse a queria livre, mas ela sabe que nao ha liberdade com verdades escondidas e mentiras escancaradas... A conversa acabou quando deixei o espelho.