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China China Part 2 Part 3

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Yes, yes, still China, and i love it!

Time flies and the weeks are added one after another, leaving wonderful memories, emotions and much more difficult to define, and every day the world 'on my palm!

In these other two months we must stop looking for answers and definitions on this country, let's just live it and the conclusions at the end, which sounds much more 'logical!

So we were left in Chengdu, China another huge megalopolis, but much better in Xian, at least here I saw the sun! Some immigrants and chat with the locals, very open-minded and decidedly outside the usual patterns seen so far, everything is' as possible!

Just buses, the new way to shoot in the city 'and electric scooters to scrounge steps: zero pollution, a few words in Chinese and so on, we cross the city to the next traffic light, then under another! Big laughs and ubiquitous'!

But the big city ', at least in China, it turns out that you can not wait to leave behind and go round in search of less Chinese and more' adventures, in the south, next stop Leshan: l ' 70 meters high and huge Buddha 'attraction, but to stay on campus, causing an uproar among students and scaling the walls of the temple and evading the guards and the cameras' was the adventure, adrenaline and a few scratches but especially my little revenge against the regime!

But the best is yet to come: Gonggar Shan, mountain high 7500, at the eastern Tibetan Plateau, with glaciers reaching down to 4000, there I was with a Chinese borrowed to walk on it, trying not to remain in a crevasse and hoping to be able to see the top, perpetually cloudy.
In fact, after hours of walking in the ice by jumping here and there to the summit the clouds ... that du maron two days that I'm here you can not do this to me god of the mountain ...
But the Chinese friend makes with joined hands reciting the mantra "Om Mani Padme Hum", imitates him full of hope: the prick all over Tibet and 'with me c'mon, c'mon .... after 15 minutes of prayer with my eyes closed the crazy Chinese rejoices "Gonggar Shaaaaaan "Yeah, yeah, yeah! Clouds slowly open the top and there before my eyes!
Like two idiots to jump on the ice, singing and rejoicing, and for the first time since the first communion I have prayed and worked, and it scares me much!


alone to contemplate for a while eating stale cookies, then greetings to the village at the foot of the mountain and away, first on a concrete mixer autostopping then two unfortunates who were traveling in motion with amplifiers on the shoulders, shoulder electric guitars and microphones working! Well, these Chinese

... And here I am in Litang, Tibetan area, is not 'officially but the population and Tibet' Tibetan 99% (a little ' as in Bolzano in Italy but they are all six Krauts), a beautiful village in a beautiful landscape with beautiful people, smiling peasants and beautiful children I decided that before I want to conceive a photograph everyone in the world!

I spent two weeks between Litang and Dali as well as a valid travel companion French, a great friend, villages and monasteries tractors and riding scooters, and for two weeks I was in China, I was in limbo in the sunny high altitude, all those different people and those fantastic landscapes!

The only clouds I've seen in Deqin, elevation 4000, and will more than clouds: snow storm!
By bus it took 6 hours to make a hundred kilometers to Zhongdian (Shangri-la), but after 5 hours we were trapped at 10 km from start to shovel snow to replace the bus lane, panic!



Equipped with gloves laundress at the foot trying not frost, I had the brainwave to send fuck off the bus and jump on a 4x4 in a couple of hours brought me out of cold and the frost! Ass rescued and hot tea that warms the throat and feet, and of mountains I've had enough!

Shangri-La and Lijiang in Yunnan Province, are citadels Belline iperturistiche but with beautiful scenery in the area but clouded by bad weather, then a bit of rest and chat with many other backpackers and foreigners and Chinese, yeah Sometimes is nice to Have a rest.

then slowly leaves the Tibetan area and enter the heart of Yunnan, where the mentality 'and nature become more and more' south-east Asia, there are a lot of nationalities' diverse and all, and 'much more' exotic, palm trees and bamboo canes to go goo.

arrived in Dali unaware of what 'waiting for me: a beautiful and peaceful old town, surrounded by walls, by a lake to the east and west by a mountain, as in microecosistema subsidiary. In
Dali live several local people, some stranger looking for relaxation, and artists fleeing the chaotic Beijing: Why '? Why
'plants growing along roadsides of Ganja! then I was in Amsterdam a little Chinese waaay more 'polleggiata, shawls and pergiunta smazzante!
I took advantage of bad, take 2 weeks of leave on this journey together with a bunch of Japanese hyppies I did my first performance of juggling in the street, pagandomi dinner and learning to walk on the rope like a tightrope walker! Ah Ah Ah!

Bonghi women juggling guitars digiridoo spliffs and time flies, great week!

One day I had the bright idea to climb a small mountain with a bicycle on his shoulders, the lungs in 3 hours with hands and tongue to the floor, really: I thought I would not make it ... with difficulty but then I saw, perhaps deluded, the source of a river and a path leading to the valley, salvation! A bit of relaxation under the roar of the waterfall mega down and then no brakes on the gravel, half an hour at sunset in fast-paced downhill like a fool, yeah sbraniamola fuck this life!

Uh, how many stories! And a Sunday night, cradled in space cake and Japanese electronic music, I get the draft to learn kung fu! Kung fu? Fuck do I care? I did and let's try!
7 days to clean interior: no vices, vegan food, jogging at dawn and 6 hours of daily exercises fucked in a monastery in the mountains with stunning views lago.Lontano from everything and there is cleaned internally and all you learn to handle all the energy you have. Ok not everything, say 5%. But me and 'enough, a bit' like Karate Kid: from the wax, remove wax ... power and 'in my hands!



Ok, good, now we leave: 2 weeks more to spend, and I decided to spend them on the road, like the old days: thumbs up and away to the south.
Trucks, vans, 4x4, SUV and sports deluxe made in China have brought me before in Dehong, a stone's throw from Burma, and I've still heard the call for the mountains (bastaaa!): once again after 30 seconds I'm way, bravo coglione!
I found myself at the foot of the mountain with muddy feet and decide which side to climb to 4 hands, "when in doubt go left," he said at the airport ... barely arrived on the top I saw the monastery where I was sleeping, sin that was in the other mountain! Bravo fool!
Eventually I did, get Straddle Up and the other side, in time for the rags with Daoist monks, and my Chinese is definitely improving!
"Ua Sh IDALIDA" Yes, I am Italian, though it seems!

Then I literally walked on the border, the dilation 'of the bridge was in Burma I chimeras, but red tape has prevented me from crossing it, but I'll just make', Burma remains the goal, especially after an encounter with a family Indians-burmesi too far: they spoke to me in the third person rather than "Do you want coffee?" I asked "This brother wants coffee?" Number 1.

Then: afternoon spent drinking vodka Chinese with off-duty policemen who escorted me home with a police van, 1000 steps with 1000 cinesotti funny guys, a day spent with a film crew and actors who turned a movie (terrible) on the battles of the Chinese Communist Party against the "Japanese aggressors" (in the 'iphone icons stand out actor customized Mao!) trip to the rolling hills shaped cake and photonics in a cave with stalactites and then lights and shadows, arrived in this tiny country with no name, I found myself in the middle in dancing girls dressed in fluorescent yellow and drum roll, I thought it was a marriage or similar, I eventually discovered it was a funeral ... but the crowd seemed more 'interested in me that the ritual mah ...

And here I am in Xishuangbanna, far south, a land of elephants, but unfortunately 'I have to run, my visa expires tomorrow, oh yes, and' Time to move air. The

sorteggione wished that the next destination is .... Laos!
So, barring unforeseen circumstances, the next day I set sail on the Mekong and start a new adventure: South-east Asia!

Goodbye China, world of calculators, speakers, neon lights, ugly buildings, tiled pool, a process for each village, hot meals so that in the end you feel like a fire-breathing dragon, hectoliters of the 'boiling water, toilet paper on the tables instead of napkins, Bonton office fuck, people smiling, goes, that spitting, smoking, shouting, playful children, crying babies in my view, many, beautiful dams (in China there 's a lot of dam!), mountains, mists, smog masks, electric scooters, carts, decrepit, suv aircon minibus, martial arts, communism, capitalism, Buddhism, atheism, Daoism, psychological terror, and much, too much.

The only regret and 'have not had time to tattoo my name in Chinese on the biceps, a good reason to come back!

In China I have coined my first two aphorisms (!), Modifying some already existing
Skeggiotti Aphorisms:
1 - No matter where you arrive, but where shares
2 - I'm not looking for myself but the rest

solution enigmatic and metaphorical you the savings, you can ponder if you will, say that in both the end and beginning are connected in a circular process, metaphysical but basically simple and straightforward: do not forget your roots and keep your eyes wide open ...



Finally, to close this pedantic vein, let me say one thing, frankly speaking I have the whole world that are certainly not the first to say they do it, but if you have something that will blend in mind, projects or crazy ideas ... if you want to travel around the world or start a family, send everyone to fuck off or stand in politics, open to the North Pole or an ice cream shop in the Sahara sun, Believe it: do not let the fear you fuck like a slut or that time will crumble like a statue, and everything 'possible, really, just wanting to.

For my part I believe and I hope to have realized in time, both in front of a monitor that render lobotomized by a Tibetan in a cart to chase the sun trying to squeeze and make it my own, which continues this great Bazza, changes and surprises , goes round and round: life.

If you want everything to remain exactly as is ', well it would be nice, but that' the toughest challenge ... Good luck!

absolute relativism of the new millennium brothers!

Xie Xie China, fuck you all!

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Motorbike Covers Ducati

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Skeggia Coming to China on the road (Ske Ze Dong): 4 weeks

The Chinese have given wonderful surprises and adventures, but also the first moments of uncertainty gut!
From Mongolia to China 'was a drastic change of places, people, culture and even the way I travel: couchsurfing is not always attainable, so consumed by life as a hostel and bearded traveler, travel and destinations without obligations and fixed times, that freer but more exposed to risk, more deliberately without Lonely Planet, which helps you and spoils you too much, but with leaflets written in Chinese of greasy fried!

I often found himself trying to jump out of talking with your hands and feet in front of Chinese perplexed by my presence, but often friendly and helpful, but hard work!

But what satisfaction to see me on those trains and those taken by bus to the flight times absurd and infinite distances, on those machines and that hitch bike that took me to villages scattered chissadove to talk to who knows whom and who knows what language!
In reality 'I have often been very lucky: once you understand the meaning of the verb "wait", a word unknown to me before, I realized that when everything seems incomprehensible room and just wait and sit tight, and usually arrive sooner or later someone who speaks English and wants to help you, and you trust him blindly, it becomes your best friend for 5 minutes or 10 hours, if you travel together for a while!


Beijing: I expected to go into Blade Runner, and instead I just caught the last 3 days of sun sparkling Olympic due to factory closures, and that once re-opened have stained the sky a black yellowish disturbing enough! Beijing Olympic
A nice, clean, tidy and even perfumed, where everything works from fear, no sgarra and nobody honks, and billions of police, soldiers, guards and volunteers ensure that everything runs smoothly to show the world that Chinese there they do! With my bike to run around the 5 ring roads within the cities' motion to lift sponging me the power is turned on so well, made new friends and started to enjoy the cuisine of China, calling mestesso "the king of chopsticks."
A nap in the boring town 'banned after a night without sleep, a visit to the hutongs (ancient and once many, now few and ultra modern, but intriguing), a session of official tasting of 8 different types of tea (for me of course all equal), a lesson in martial arts with a lot of whip strokes in a Zen garden, chat with local artists and girls, beautiful but very shy, and others made me spend a great week!


And then a trip to the Great Wall, a hike of 5 hours under the sun to revisit the past and the other from a tower, with plenty of injury: fracture of the big toe nail right on the fault of my sandals loser bought in Ulan Bator!

After that I was on that train, my mom that the truck, 9 hours in all of China, 1.3 billion into that car, sitting on the ground between the skins of peanuts, dirt and spittle, hanging from the trunk, one arm to 'another, were all!
While writing my travelogue I turned abruptly and I counted the heads that I was watching from the back: 13! 13 Chinese ones that smiling little heads peeped my writing, inconprensibile including myself! Record!

And then on the road again, in Pingyao ancient town in the millennia, a giant Buddha caves in Luoyang, the Shaolin temple where the famous martial art began to spy on the movements of young students, then to climb a mountain Huashan Sacred dizzy for hours with 8 +8 Daoist hermits looking for company, then in the museum where Mao is revered as a God (!), then on the famous Yellow River beneath the raging waterfalls, yeah!

Along the way every time so many interesting encounters with attaccapezza Chinese and some foreigners, including a Ghanaian that eating an egg at 6 am on the train asked me to stop in China to teach English for 6 months!

Then in Xian, where the terracotta army I shot down 3 days in bed with fever, intestinal turmoil and moral ground, licking my wounds ...
But I knew, part of the game:-ultrapiccante some hot soup, a bit of meditation and 48 consecutive hours of sleep I was back on its feet, ready to cross the threshold of the Sichuan region in which I am now, the one struck by earthquake that bus and there 's been in the middle of the epicenter, including destroyed homes and tents are preparing for winter and the people trying to finish rebuilding the house before the snow arrives ...
that bus took me to a Tibetan village in the midst of a giant natural park with lakes, colored, to speak with the Tibetans, finally!


I have heard both sides of the coin Tibetan and here I changed my mind, no, it 's true, but at least more easily distinguish good and bad, and nothing' as it seems, we are so far away, and we see only what our eyes want to see!

And here I am finally in Chengdu a few days to rest and wash some cloth in the company of foreigners fuoroni moved here for work.

My original plan was to get me to China-Tibet in September, October and November nepal india, but for various reasons I changed my program: I have extended the Chinese visa and then I shall see that even in China in October, quietly, visiting Sichuan and Yunnan, and then well, we'll see! Vietnam, Laos or Burma?

China is not 'easy, and you must be ready to put aside many misconceptions, but then as he told me that Ghanaian "In China you can enjoy yourself," and if he says believe it!

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Benefits Of Goat Cheese

China Part 1

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China.
This country is amazing to me.

Far, far away from dear old West, from good old Europe, finally I welcome myself to the new Asia, Asia running, pawing, grows and changes very quickly, much more 'rapidly than the Our eye European aware, one eye half closed sometimes lazy sometimes.

In these 4 weeks I have learned many things, I had some great surprises and I got confirmation that my theory of relativity 'complete works, rather it is necessary to understand what' and that 'so far from us.
I did not know what to expect from this country, maybe I was just frightened by the many comments and news circulating partial "BEYOND 'wall" so I went on tiptoe, trying not to get kicked out just like a fool, afraid of the whole this police and all this censorship.
In fact, the first approach with the police and 'was intimidating, the subversive material of which I have (2 books on Buddhism, one of which donatomi by a Mongolian lama) I have been confiscated at customs, with the excuse "in this country religion is not allowed."
From then on I began to understand the mentality 'of these people, accustomed for centuries to be ruled by tyrants who ever worked for the alleged good of the people, in fact, is not' easy hold off 1.3 billion people, it seems the only possible way to maintain order and 'impose strict rules and mute the speaker too.


So the rule and 'this' in China are free to do what you like, just follow the rules, otherwise I'm sorry but you cut your hands, and' the rule. "
translating this sentence in 2008 in reality 'there is not much worry, I saw a lot of foreigners who moved here to work and I saw them well clear, in fact privileged in the midst of this flood of almond-shaped eyes in a row.
All these rules are not afraid to capitalism!

The mentality 'China does not conceive of even the concept of jumping the queue or not to pay the bus ticket, then all these little chinese are good and polite and respect the rules for the common good, spit on the ground in such compensation from the depths scatarrando intestine and scream, you scream in your face all the time, worse than a casino at the feast of scraps of Castellammare di Stabbia!
say that the objective of the average Chinese and 'to be equal to his fellows, and that socialism low and 'deep-rooted and it really works, that's why everybody respects the rules, everyone wants the same things and all do the same photos in the same places and all go for a pee at the same time, are Chinese!
For them, copy and 'be like, and then' we are all beautiful and happy!


often I wanted to take a test a little, but then I realized that after all this, and 'their kind, and' their company ', as much as we want to differentiate ourselves and the alleged individualism customize up to' end up being all custom and then, basically, all the same.
I spoke with many well-educated Chinese, and everyone, and say all they gave me the exact same answers about what they think of China and the world laffuori, intelligent answers, practical and functional on the Chinese and be 'cool' as opposed to what we think in Europe.
This equality has stunned me, will 'micca result of a regime?
Perhaps but it 'was interesting to see how they see us, we who believe the beautiful, clever and rich are not the only ones apparently!

I find slaves chained to cutters and found incravattati business man on electric scooters darting in absurd traffic between SUVs and decrepit carts.
might be the only phone with the other hand, are the most unlucky, almost all young people have a PDA and a stylish brushed, in sharp contrast with my reddish beard, who nevertheless likes to local teens!
might be the only tourists in some remote areas and behind me instead of one thousand Chinese holiday Hooch well equipped and ready to spend their yuan in suovenir all the same!
I see atheism and instead ruling Buddhist, Daoist and Muslims in their traditional attires they exchange phone numbers together and buy shoes and eat chicken wings at KFC.

So according to them the great majority of Chinese and 'free, happy and with some money in his pocket, and is overtaking the old and clumsy Europe and a bite to eat in the U.S., the hated here (at least one thing we agree) GW Bush


To finish this pathetic attempt to explain China comforts me in a few lines to say that here there is no true or false right or wrong, there are only points of view, and ours is' only one point of view, sometimes quite blurry , and their and 'a point of view, sometimes a bit too much ... Chinese!
Obviously I've only seen a small part of this giant country and told her what my eyes have seen, basically generalize and 'stupid not only impossible, other backpackers told me the opposite to my experiences and views different from mine.
What I'm trying to do and 'detach and studied the history of the ordinary and we pretend to know nothing, avoiding acrimonious debates and endless I prefer to stay neutral and see with their almond-shaped eyes for a while ', the end and' fun!

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Dogs Smacking Lips Is This Ok

Mongolia

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Oh Yes, the hordes of
Skeggis Khan straddle the Great Wall of China and Mongolia, after their arduous undertaking are prepared to familiarize themselves with the distant world of spring rolls: Lacina. The costs
4 weeks in Mongolia were fantastic: a journey through time, space and mentality 'of this nomadic people.


Ulan Bator Try to be a cosmopolitan and attractive city, which succeeds well in the eyes of Mongolians who wish to worldliness', but I found myself often in situations far removed from fun and cosmopoliticivitizzazione!
The rest of Mongolia, which is 'big plus or minus 5 times in Italy, and' made by nature, fucking great and immense nature in the wild, with an occasional tiny village scattered lungole unpaved roads and many ger, the round tents in which they live almost all of those who do not live in UB, which basically live on subsistence grazing herds of cows, goats, horses, yaks, etc. ..
Some of them have electricity and an old black and white TV, others really live like 100 years ago, and the time really takes a different quality! I was lucky enough to stay a couple of days alone in this ger helping the Mongolian family (father, mother and 2 children) to attend to the daily chores, I think we both learned a lot: they do not know but I am now taking an Enlarged lasso horses, collect dried dung for the fire at night and I have enough antibodies to go anywhere!

My hoste, Sabina (a German expatriate 15 years ago with seriproblemi of alcoholism), in moments of lucidity was very nice, and has placed at least 25 in 2 couchsurfers ger in
Thanks to that crazy but I had the chance to pass 20 days wandering through Mongolia, along with a driver (Aruk, who spoke only Russian and Mongolian) and other backpackers from all over Europe. Communicate with Aruk and 'was really difficult, but now we are great friends and drinking buddies, the sentence must was "Paaaaaashli!" Russian translation of "Leeet's go!" And "Italian pasta" when it was time to eat, than "Sotomayo" does not mean a shit in any language, but I sounded good to us again so often to encourage ourselves in difficult times and difficult times we were nesono!


Anyway, VanSurfing doing on the roof of the van wrecked Russian adisposizione made by Sabine, sitting in the spare wheel beside the cans of gasoline I immersed myself in the fantastic views in all their irrepressible gigantezza, Photos of them as always only give you an idea: the steppe, with its green hills long three days of travel, volcanic lakes, craters, plains so long to see the roundness' of the earth and the formidable Gobi Desert I do not know who built it but he had a lot of imagination, huge sand dunes beside the green meadows with streams and lakes (but not diacqua of shit since the camel shit without knowledge) (I found out too late .. .) and high and low mountains, lunar landscapes, canyons, and so on and so forth! That's cool, that's cool.


The most incredible moment 'was when fording a river 1 meter deep and about half the van and' half dead 'street, el' water was entering through the door: times of turmoil, panic and laughter, as our lives are already in a dusty backpacks I saw his passport to squeeze and suck the water to dry by my beloved ipod megasmazzante.
Aruk The wise who knows his half waited for the right time, and after a couple of minutes with water at the ankles and the windows fogged up and the fan motor that squirted water at mo 'for watering inside the van, slowly van has done it, we fucking did it!
Commotion in the audience, a big pat on the back and we needed to Aruk montenegro only to celebrate the company!

I also finally made friends with the Yak (with the pettinatasempre in vogue), with the camel (the humps there 'really tap for drinking!), I strolled among flocks of sheep, cows, goats and sheep, whose life consists mainly in fart happily, I rode horses with Mongol which Genghis Khan conquered 'the world, those thin thin saddles his ass the next day it hurts badly and I fed the main food of mongolia: mare's milk! In all ways: fermented yogurtizzato, salty, vodkizzato, but never fucking normal milk, ever. Oh yes, and this 'life here'!


And what about the lives of UB: the party for the gold medals of Mongolia in judo and boxing, concerts, crazy and degenerate collective and fireworks in the square next to Genghis Khan, and then a 2 days of concerts with rock band Mongolian and rough, the black market where you can buy everything from a bolt head of a goat for dinner (!) and nights with a thousand people from all over the place at Sabina's, including 3 German cycling has been made Greece, Turkey, Iran, Central Asia India and China (who knows that I do not change the program and I am traqualche months in Tehran!)

I would have much more to tell the world about Mongolia, but this time passes and they are already in China where I had problems at the border to causadi subversive material in my possession (with a book-Tibetan Buddhist iconology given to me by a Mongolian lama), and I 'was confiscated, oh yes and I 'was confiscated.
bitterness and hatred for the police, as usual, but on the contrary, the Chinese seem very nice and helpful, maybe too much, I understand if they are idiots, or if there 'a reason why they always laugh.

I'm turning a bicycle in Beijing far and wide, but the rest the next newsletter.

Well, four weeks in China and then not really know where to go, we'll see what happens, the important ', anyway, believe it.
yo!

Ske

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Holiday Text For Greetings

Russia Russia Part 1 Part 2

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Gentlemen I am pleased to write the second newsletter from an internet point in Ulan Bator, capital of Mongolia!
I arrived today at dawn, on my 26th birthday, and waking up in the vast Mongolian steppes with the train slowly came to UB and 'was a nice gift!
However, the arrival in Mongolia already full of events marked with immense sadness, the end of 4 weeks in Russia, which deserve a brief summary:

I had left to the Urals, I think:
Ekaterinburg and 'the first City 'of Asia (Asia ah ...) where I was entertained by lavish meals washed down with vodka, Russian Standard and beautiful Kshusha to which I have learned a little Italian! note My passion for geology found vent in a visit tours in French to explore the geological wonders of the Urals with a lot of power stone power stone or given to me by the friendly guide French / Russian, and I train very close friendship (strictly in Russian) with a lady 40 years old photographer who insisted he show me its 300 printed photos beautiful big shot in the Urals in the north, eh ... nice the top 10!
Da da da, fotografiscky, harasho harasho!


Two days to train and I'm Novisibirsk, Cities' biggest of Siberia, where I stayed longer than expected: I have found with a crew of 15 other couchsurfers from ireland france poland serbia russia ukraina Australia of life gathered to attend the event: the eclipse total of the sun! Other harasho and that 'was fantastic, there was no sun in the sky but burning a ring (or ring of fire as he said good old Johnny Cash) and the colors of the sky were iiipermelodici! you'll see some photos, but do not do anything for the idea!


More 2 days 8 hours by train and bus (the exhaust gas and verbatim everything fell perfectly into the bus, a recycling perfect for a mass suicide) and I'm at Lake Baikal, which has several records you can read on wikipedia. I was almost 2 days to camp on the uninhabited island diOlhkon, where shamans evoke the spirits with their cantigutturali stoned and some drugs (in the true spirit of punk rock).
Beautiful, and the view of the lake and 'a real achievement after the 6000 km train libertaaa'!


roccamboleschi Other events have led me to a few hours in Ulan Ude (still in Russia) where there is the largest head of Lenin in the world, before taking a bus that brought me to the Russian-Mongolian fontiera , passing through very old-fucked and villages hidden in the hills steppe, where I hitchhikers along with 3 perpassare the English border and enter finally in Mongolia, where I already have too many friends: an Italian professor who moved 10 years, a nice Mongolian lawyer and my couch host and that I 'seemed a bit rimastona but which contains, in its 10 ger smazzanti backpackers.

wow, unfortunately I have already gone 40 minutes and end the transmission, the purpose of this afternoon, and 'do horse riding in the desert

ah I forgot to say that time and' beautiful, it's hot and there 'the sun:)

a little Technology and I 'remained in the blood and I uploaded a selecta Russian http://picasaweb.com/lostconversation/Russia

this and then' the Russian short summary of my experience, I'm trying to mark the thousands of details and the thousands of bazzo everydaylifeontheroad on my diary, but I think too fast and I forget things!
now the focus is on Mongolia, vaaaaaaaaaai!

harasho and stay rebel!
ske

Largest Bollywood Boob

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brothers Oh yes I am writing the first epistle of travel, I'm home from my landlord in Nizhny Novgorod, which as you well know It is a city 'to some hours by train from Moscow, yeah!

Everything is working very well, the European Union and Russia ', the first area that my protagonist with my backpack, and fly st.pietroburgo are huge and have a lot of story to tell so I improvised post-communist researcher and I'm collecting stories and life stories in a direct, funny and interesting!
particularly remember many college students and their opinion on the past and present, in some very optimistic and others will be as beautiful as 20 years ago ... "I remember with pleasure an Armenian gentleman that I was intercepted on a bench in Moscow just as I was reading the chapter of my book on Armenia Asia Terzani guru, and he told me a bit of the past and present Armenia, Russia and the world.


I'm beginning to feel the difference in points of view and 'capable of creating big differences and that influencing minds with propaganda slogans are achieved excellent results in the short to medium- long term. Yet I know, I'm Italian!
E 'is talking to people seem to feel the usual pappardelle, which is the usual law on the books that says that communism was good and now the only ones that have earned us are those who bought for a few rubles to the state infrastructure sold off (perhaps by themselves in the role of state workers), which are now to be multimillionaires and with more power than before.
And normal people?
Well, the job of the journalist is not 'so easy: just do not ask questions, but you have to understand what is said between the lines, and that' the company! Many are good but they complain, those who are sick do not usually see them or see them if you get a little fear and avoid them, but do not speak English!
The only thing that seems clear 'that there is only one truth and immutable: everything and' point of views and money, and money can change more than a point of view!

Returning to matters more folkrositiche:
The Cyrillic alphabet is not 'as hostile as it sounds, I am learning to read and who does not know my Russian name and' Vladimir (BLADIMIP in Cyrillic) and remember: dobre utre = hello, Spasiba = thanks, nice harakho = li (always important to say) and dasvidania = goodbye


The first night train from Moscow and St. pet 'was an adventure: I traveled in the class ipereconomica with young people and families English did not know much, so the impact and 'was strange for me and for them, looked like a monkey at the zoo with all the Russians who looked at me and made me a thousand questions shocked Italy and in Europe, unfortunately xo I pulled peanuts so I have had breakfast!

First two weeks and then quite civilized with couchings hyperactive and life of the metropolis, in a few days I attraversaregli Urals and into Asia and Siberia, see what happens over there! Please visit

www.couchsurfing.com to know what I mean by couchings and hosts! Well I

much to say but as usual even in this life on the road but not renderizzante time and 'tyrant, and a greeting from a Skeggia on the road!

DASVIDANIA!
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Where to Mark? - Prologue

Here I am with a bit of delay to start the Travel Blog of my trip through Asia.

All 'beginning the idea of \u200b\u200bcreating a blog disgusted me' cause I did not want too much technology influences my these past months on the road, I did not think of sitting in an internet cafe to waste time when there laffuori ' an Asia that paws.
After the first 2 months I changed my mind: it is not 'now I miss the keyboard and mouse or Asia no longer paws', and' you can not live 100 days to 100 per hour, "if it ends too expedite the gas ", so sometimes a bit 'to take it again becomes necessary to recharge the batteries, set in the mind frame of some unforgettable moments of laughter and make me a mess and problems encountered on the road (next to me while China is playing a shooter without a blink and foaming at the mouth)

I'm living a 'wonderful experience, new and changing, and indefinable addictive, I'm wandering in the middle' road vagrant wandering between the journalist and painstaking search of a loaf of bread and views of vodka or a sip of water and different points of view and away from mine.

I decided to share with the digital world (which until recently there was up to his neck in the middle) some story of what is happening to me and a bit of emotions I'm trying to remind myself how lucky in I 'be here now and for me, as if you need them, further incentive to continue this fantastic journey and tell a bit ', to' any public knowledge and I remember for the future.

Nimalaya as they said: "Fuck your life, live every minute before it's over, follow your way and you are free"

The character did not already miss 'at 16, and after 10 hours' time to act .

Ohuu yes!