Well, sometimes they try to repair the roads but that doesn't last very long...
Tuesday, May 23, 2006
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Well, sometimes they try to repair the roads but that doesn't last very long...
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A bit more than impressions of my stay in Mexico
Tengo un barco de papel...
Está hecho de una página
en la que escribí mis ilusiones.
No tiene anclas ni tiene amarras.
Quiero navegar en él,
de los siete mares; en el octavo,
donde sé, encallaré en el puerto anhelado.
¿... ha visto alquien brillar la luz de su faro?
Sailing in Croatia
Trip to Hamburg
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I never knew that Mexico is a former IRISH colony! ;-) At least the roads seem to be very similar. The only difference is that every few kilometers you will find a sign: Road Works. This seems to be their favourite traffic sign anyway. Their second favourite traffic sign is: this road development project is (partly) financed by the European Union. So now you know, why the roads in Germany are getting worse and worse and no one is going to fix them in the near future. (Liebhards!)
You are lucky, for it is not your car that is broken at the end of your stay. I had to pay quite a lot to replace the shock absorbers after 10 months on Irish roads, for it is nearly impossible to "miss" one of the potholes there!
Good to see you're enjoying your stay there. I like the pictures, although on some of them I can hardly see what you're trying to tell us (the self-sacrifice thing could just as well be your bedroom wall ;-)).
< rant mode>
I really hate the fact that all those spam guys f*** up the whole blogging idea... Sad to see that this excellent blog has now been discovered by comment bots as well... Maybe you should still moderate the comments to stop this complete useless crap from appearing between all the nice and serious comments!
</rant mode>
Anyway... keep on blogging ;-)
looks familiar for an ecuadorian this roads... must be another latinamerican similarity.....
Un dia al mar mis ilusiones las heche, esperando que tu barco las recoja, ahora flotan en el octavo mar donde el barco de papel nunca anclo sus amarras.
ojala el faro hubiera iluminado el mar en que flotaban mis ilusiones cuando tu barco de papel navegaba al puerto anhelado
Sorry, your paragraph (el viejo... y el mar) inspire me..
xoxo
Vane
Un día, mi barco estaba por anclar
cuando se levantó una tormenta fuerte.
El barco perdió parte de su carga
la que fue esparcida por el mar.
El resto fue un lío.
Con el tiempo todo en el barco volvió a orden.
Sin embargo, todavía faltan las piezas perdidas.
Quién sabe si todavía flotan en alguno de los mares?
o si ya se han hundido?
o si el barco puede encontrarlas otra vez...?
Sorry, it might be there are still some mistakes in it.
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