London - day 1 (Saturday)

08:16 Hem entrat al avió i despres que un Venezuelano s'hagi oblidat del seu DNI ... Vam baixar tots del avió i tornar a entrar al mateix lloc ... Aqui tenim les fotos de nosaltres mirant el avio desde fora , a dins del bus i un altre vegada a dins .. amb molt de sono!

09:09 Agafem per menjar un Bag de M&M, 1 Muffin de chocolata i un te pel coll de la minina! El nostre flight attendant es de Belo Horizonte. E fala portugues como la Anna! Ara queda 1 hora per arrivar a London Gatwick...

  

10:34 Hem arrivat tard. El avio va parar al mig del sud d'inglaterra i vam tenir que caminar uns 6kms a dins del aeroport. Vam perdre el primer bus de Easyjet i el seguent ja estava plé, tot per culpa del DNI del noi de Venezuela ! Ara a esperar ... en el fred intens que fa al carrer !

 

13:35 Hem arrivat al hotel , la noia russa ens ha informat del esmorzar i que el codi per entrar al B&B es el 5456 (aixo es secret). Per la wifi la password son 10x0 . Dinem en un lloc de menjar de Sri Lanka i India, molt a prop de Buckingam. El primer plat molt picant i els segons MOLT bons ... Chicken Tika Massala & Samossa (£29.43)

17:38 Tornem al hotel despres de passajar per Buckingam , St George Park , Tamesis etc. Hem jugat amb les ardillas un montón i hem agafat a Victoria Station uns Muffins per la nit! (£4 per 4 Mufins... En una capse super fixe que portarem cap a Barcelona). Casi no trovavem la nostre clau numero 3 al B&B... Tenen un equipo de Noias Russas treballant tote la estona al hotel . Nem a dormir , estem MOLT cansados daquest primer dia de Sol a London Town...

Pedro in Zombie Land

Yesterday , after a long long long time of doing 0 to stay in shape , i got home , dressed up (down) and went for a run. Not any run . a Zombie post-apocaliptyc run . 

This is what all these hyper-mega-smartphones should be doing with our lives ..changing them ! One really smart inmersive game for the iphone (in the meantime, it will arrive in Android someday) combines real world jogging with Zombie Drama to dwelve you into a storyline that makes you run for real ! So , yesterday i installed Zombies Run! on my Iphone and hit the streets. Streched for around 29 seconds , hit the start mission button and started running . I was briefed on what was happening and when they told me to run, i was already in Eroski (half a km away from home). Gotta be less impatient next time...

I'm told that i'm Runner 5. Yesterday i wasn't able to finish my very first mission in part due to bad planning and not knowing how much time a mission lasts .. i usually never ran more than 15-20 minutes but yesterday i went all over up to 26 minutes... so i guess that's good enough. I've read that mission 1 lasts around 40 minutes... after that you keep collecting stuff but with your mission already finished. Today i'll have another try .. let's see how it goes. I do want to be accepted in the survivors colony.

This thing does work in at least 2 things :

1. Disable Couch-Potato Mode and make you run out there on the real world.

2. After getting you to run ,they throw Zombies at you ..and make you really run faster so that you escape them .. doesn't matter how real they are , you DO NO WANT TO BE EATEN ALIVE! ...so you run . away. from them. all.

After running for 20 minutes i had to run like hell to escape a former runner who was bitten and now chased me ... and she ran fast. The bips and the Zombie noises are  really good in making you run . It's a game .. but a really entertaining one.

Recomend everyone this game : Zombies Run!

.:: Menorca

Desprès de molts anys he tornat a les illes del Mediterrani. Aquesta vegada ha sigut Menorca. Fa 5 anys vaig marxar de Lisboa amb bitllet de Tren cap a L'Europa i vaig arribar a les illes de Grècia e Turquia. Va estar molt i molt be. Desprès he anat cap a Tailàndia i altres llocs amb més o menys illes .. ara finalment he "tornat a casa". Entre cometes perquè la meva casa es molt més el Atlàntic que el Mediterrani , Peró ja fa un temps que estic en aquest costat de la península .. i tan dolent no es la cosa en aquest Mar. Un parell de fotos de la meva Estada al Maig en aquesta illeta petita. Ah ..i aquest estiu tornaré cap al Setembre ... desprès de una setmaneta a Portugal. Tugoland forever.

.:: in Singapura

Little did i knew that at some point in my life Singapore would be a more familiar place then Oporto ..for instance. It all started in a rainy afternoon on Torres Novas Municipal library. For the first time ever , i was about to experience this Internet Chat thing (IRC ... or Mirc). Logged on, chose some crappy name and got into a "Chat Room". That afernoon i talked with 3 people. All of them from the other side of the world ... Mishty (New Delhi), Zain (Karachi) and Icetuna (Singapore).

Hobbits Suck.

Probably you were one those millions that at one point in time went to the movies and watched the Lord of The Rings trilogy. To some people you even had the nerve of sometimes pretend that you read them all. Nobody did. Some guy tought that we were not getting the voice of the oppressed. The thousands (perhaps millions) that ended up giving their lifes for what they believed in. Martyrs of Mordor. Here's a book, a black swan that tell the untold and gives voice to the unheard.

Lord of The Rings on the eyes of Mordor.

Haridwar, India

Haridwar é uma cidade santa no norte da India a umas 4 horas de Nova Deli.

Em 2006, depois de 4 dias num Raft baixando o rio Alaknanda (e depois o Ganges até Rishikesh), dei por mim nesta cidade á beira rio plantada. A gente do acampamento de Rafting deixou-me aqui ao meio dia e fui á procura de sítio para dormir. "Escolhi" um sítio manhoso , mesmo em frente á enorme estaçao de comboios é que no dia seguinte tinha uma viagem de 14 horas até Orcha e nao queria arriscar a perder a minha ligaçao.

Riding Asia

A long long time ago i wrote about the places i stayed in while going from Bangkok to Singapore. It was my second time in Asia after a 3 week trip to northern India. At that time i realized how important it was to feel at home away from home. It's true that when you go out on the road you're full of strenght but after some time that wears out and you're batling your own fights. Heat, rain , animals, transportation, crowds. It all may lead to exhaustion. A very very confortable feeling is knowing that in the end of the day you won't be battling bugs in your bed .. just wondering if the water in the swimming pool is too cold/hot for a afternoon swim. Or should i call recepetion for another kind of pillow?

Pedro no Mundo : Malacca

A few years ago i passed through this city that i remenbered today again and again. Stayed here for just 48 hours but it was more than enough for me to enjoy plenty in this old Portuguese colonial city. There's still a strong Portuguese sense and comunity and a Portuguese descendant is owner of the famous Air Asia low cost airline, the biggest in Asia. If you happen to pass near this city in the near future don't hesitate to stop and enjoy a good time. Sweets, some nice eateries and bars and a lady that cuts hair quiete nicely :) (photos after the break)

Maradó , Maradó

I came to life on 1976. For people before me i agree that they may look at Pele as being the best. Cruyf could pass. Eusebio scored. Puskas and Di Stefano did it all. There were others. After 1976 there was only one name . Maradona . I enjoyed Van Basten; how he controled the power and still looked so fluid in all his actions. In school between Maths and Geometry, during those 15 minutes in wich we played 4x4 under the Nuns eyes there was only one person to look up to. Maradona. We'll score like him , i'll go through you like him, we celebrate like him. Football was Maradona and Maradona was football. This feeling never changed. I believe this sensation to be like that of a Mother and Son. He may not be perfect, he may make mistakes, he may hurt you ... But , in the end of the day he's the best you could ever had in your life.