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Laura

One of the things that is impacting me in Medellin, is the relationship almost immediately for most people between Peru and Laura Bozzo, almost as if they were synonyms. Now I fall note that while glued to my chair and looked reveía Seinfeld in Colombia viewers who enjoyed the antenna "Perúbólica" as they call it, would fill his imagination of the unforgettable scenes that counsel gave.
few days ago, when I went to meet The Jíkara art space in the neighborhood of Castile, had a dialogue with a sales impact of salchipapas and "sardines" that accompanied it, receiving one of the weirdest compliments ever I've heard. A boy, about 15 years, after learning that he was Peruvian, he said: "I thought that Peru had no pretty girls, excuse me, but you're the first I see." He added, "believed they were all as coming out in Laura. " The saleswoman, who was kind, cheerful and even used my body to show how to dance reggaeton in Medellín (pretty much like in Lima, of course, so you can imagine the hilarity of the situation), I had to check mathematical proofs veritas that if all Peruvians were no donkeys, as she concluded after seeing the program repeatedly.
And a new friend, artist from Bogotá, we wondered if it was true that people in Peru was spent living and fighting in broods all day, showing that the accomplice of the dictatorship distorted not only foreign ideas about the way we communicate if also transformed the activity of the brood into something ominous and frightening, completely away from its character as meeting and fellowship space, and indeed self-management related to the economic integration of migrants in the capital.
Another prejudice is widespread acceptance as truth of the goodness of Peruvian food, which many call here "the best in the world", even without having tried. And Miguel commented that it seemed odd that, since then wondered if people thought that all this wonderful food was made in SANGUCHEROS carts, as the legacy of Laura in America could suggest.

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III's favorites Brazil: Sao Paulo Brazil

hairiest man from Sao Paulo. Although it is incredible, was shaving at the time, one of the most tourist places, giving better reasons for his recall to their boring colonial tiles.

always in tune with the times, the Brazilians changed their windows very quickly, banishing the decoration to replace it by disturbing crnavalesca rabbits islanders.
need not sign "Do not touch" these fruits of radioactive fuchsia. The contact seemed to promise a permanent alteration of the melanin in bold. Better impossible. The
São Paulo streets invasion was an example of youth and this was my favorite poster. I love you with lemon.

suspicious Girl in Chinatown, while searching for the best yield buffett and cheap, as if we were at Calle Capon. East finished in the least of all, surrounded by addicts Japanese oysters. Inexplicably ate a dozen each, almost like me.

La Rua Augusta, rightly recommended by friends Rio de Janeiro, was full of surprises at the corners. Among prostitutes, girls and beer, the walls were invaded and grabbed my rain record-breaking year, with no umbrella.

I missed this poster promising party, discovered the way to the Mercado Municipal de Sao Paulo, but I bought compiled pirate "Black Music", which embraced as "black" everything related to funk and hip hop, including Eminem in a generous adoption laughs caracajadas color change Jacko. The vindication of black culture in Brazil is strong and almost mindless in its vehemence. Flea markets show a very large consumption of seventies funk music in the vinyl that filled the sidewalks and "Powder Blue" Brazilians joined the happy with the current hip-hop, creating a kind of thread James Brown was going to Tupac, Beyonce Donna Summer without the slightest hesitation, and that Bob Marley had in one of its icons maximum. Poles with the word "black" and prints of heads with Afros were the alternatives offered to them proud of their dark color, which I envied.

Graffiti boquibiertos paulista to let us run the risk of being hit while showing off surprised us in the most unlikely places. (To these crews themselves to join me!)

The most original way to announce it had offered jobs human signs, which filled the street near our hostel with its offer of "support is mocha.

And anti-Bush advertising everywhere in the city that openly and exuberantly expressed its opposition to the visit of the insane. Meanwhile, in Peru, not a peep.

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's Favorites II: Paraty

Nothing to add. A beautiful poster in bright sunlight. And that desire to be that girl, riding a bicycle on a giant ice cream ...
Paraty Bay was full of little boats of many colors, and these were the winners: No Limits and Flach Dance. I do remember the boat Mestre Patrick, who brought us back to Lopez Mendes Grande Ihla noventero paced techno. That indescribable joy watching the sunset over mesmerizing listening "Please Don` t go "and" Mr. Vain ", thinking of Saturday Night Live and Kristy, in doing aerobic choreography with costumes and school parties where we danced Ace of Base, while nature is synchronized with the beats more pacharaca.
A backpack that I bought at a strange time savings. How nice it was to discover that "playing" it says "Jump" and hear the word with a Portuguese accent. Brincadeira, hops, brincadeira ...
Paraty nice thing was the bike. Were everywhere, was the more people cycling I visited in this trip and those who handle my sympathy will always win immediately, so paratyanos I fell of the best, pedaling to the shore, stopping to take with abacaxi Hortel juice or to make way for the children who were flying their kites of foreign models.

A Bart insurmountable brazicorto and concentrate on winning. Painted in the most district of Paraty, where the streets were invaded by improvised soccer popcorn hexa guaranteeing the championship.

Nearby was this wall. I thought about my sister when I took the photo. The two versions sneakers too enjoy the cartoons and especially of Tweety.

Again, nothing to add.

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My weekend: a quasi pubertal idol and now, of truth.

On Saturday at noon I arrived at my new shop with my new key and inultimente spent five minutes trying to open the door. Chancy called for advice, but give telephone advice on how to open a door is almost as absurd as calling for them. I decided to ask the first person who happened to open it for me and to my surprise, on turning, was quick to my rescue Julian Legaspi. It was too late to not talk because my gesture of rapprochement had been decided and he was pleased to help a damsel in distress. To my shame, opened a second, and to thank him, he replied "nothing, linda ", staring into his eyes. Thirteen years ago I had moved too, but now begins to have gray hair and I do not see national telenovelas. In addition to Renato Rossini always preferred, but my new neighbor touches me in his attitude of serene lover neighborhood life.


My Sunday afternoon was the most wasted of the last decade, glued to my TV and couch, but for the luck to have met Rell Sunn, a documentary seen through the channel of the state. Rell Sunn was born in 1950 in Hawaii, was one of the women founders of the Association of Surfing Professional Women in 1979 and the first female lifeguard in Hawaii. De girl had to compete against men because there was no the women's category and won even after returning from a strong operation, because at age 32 was diagnosed with breast cancer, giving an extra year of life. Dealt with that before the strangeness of the people as the disease was not common then, and had to endure the loss of a sponsor when performing a mastectomy, while caring for her daughter as a single mother, and organized table tournaments for children, talks on the detection of tumors for women (defying the custom of his country not to mention the evil that do not grow) and gave rehabilitation sessions for the elderly. Despite the many operations he performed, including a marrow change, Sunn never stopped surfing, and Makaha home (where she was named Queen of Makaha, or Auntie Rell) witnessed constant changes suffered by his body, what never changed was to develop his life on the edge sea, and swimwear. It was shocking to see the strength and humility that had Sunn, but especially their ability to maintain backward sense of humor in unlikely situations such as where, when asked by a child on the shore "What are you looking, Anti Rell?" She responded without hesitation "my breast," for the loss of dentures or caps to cover the baldness in the waves were not rare. And while moving to his inability to find the hat he wore, left the sea weeping and went straight home to return the next day and find that everyone on the beach wearing the same hat she needed. Rell Sunn was beautiful and had an incredible combination of seeking change through concrete actions and a great respect for tradition and identity of their country. Dancing the hula and Hawaiian name "Ka-polioka'ehukai" meant "heart of the sea." He died aged 48 in 1998 and as Madonna sang (another idol) later on channel 23, although "it` s so hard to find someone to admire, occasionally happens and is a most invigorating relief.



Yesterday night I watched the phrase in a bath I ever wrote on the wall: "Why do not you come?" trying to remember who had been dedicated. And although I felt that was not among those who danced outside, I could not. How strange to think of the contrast between the present and forget what I should have thought of that night. The nostalgia of drunkenness is too powerful.