Ambulando

Yesterday I was with some couchsurfers, they brought me to an Italian Vietnamese Vegetarian restaurant, and then we went to a bar for some more beers. The usual night out in Saigon, it seems. Yesterday night I was on my own so I decided to explore and find a decent restaurant for dinner. I would […]

Sometimes it took a good lunch to restore your spirit. So I went to Mango Rooms, a small restaurant in Hoi An, in front of the river, advised on the LP guide as one of the best and that in the past served people of the like of Mick Jagger. Not scared by this information, […]

Topic: describe Guangzhou Composition: do you remember the starting scenes of the movie Blues Brothers with the pan on Chicago, with the smog, the chimneys and the skyscrapers? Well, that is Guangzhou. Without the Blues.

… from a burger king. It is not easy coming back “home” at 3 in the morning, after a busy night spent drinking beer in a unlicensed bar’s terrace and ending talking about opening a bar in Tahilandia with an Italian bio-engineer in a corner of a hidden square in central Hong Kong. Even if […]

Here I am, once again in HK, sat at the same starfuckbucks of a couple of weeks ago, outside the window the same people I saw before, but the impression of being in London is stronger: grey weather and misty rain and lot of Indians make it so British. Some coffee in the same paper […]

I spent the day at the beach today, getting a strip burnt and looking at the sea from the roof of a bar. I should avoid such moments. They are expensive, emotionally and financially. Cannot live like in a holiday all my life. At least trying to get from A to B looks more like […]

HK could be everyplace. Imagine Beijing, cum New York, cum London, cum Johannesburg, cum Mumbay. Chiba city does exist in Kowloon, under the name of Chungking Mansion. Still I could not find any retractable steel razors to be implanted under my nails and when I asked for a mono-molecular lazo, I was given puzzled looks. […]

Looking at people behind the windows of a bar sipping coffe. Quite banal, isn’t it? Especially when it is a Starfucksbucks, and your breakfast is a Egg White Delice Ciabatta, whatever it means, and you’re sipping a plain flat american coffee. I corrected mine with a dash of cream (a cloud, as Yanez De Gomera […]

Beijing at 4.30 in the morning. A misty light reveals the city profile and it could be easily New York now. Food stalls at the corners of the streets sell breakfast of dumplings and kebabb and tea. Chinese girls search for taxis or any ride home. Chinese girls wear mini skirts and short very short […]

So, Biejing got a night life. And a rich one, it looks to me. The first time I cames, two weeks ago, with my French equipe, our night life was limited to be ripped off in a overpriced bar (80 YUAN for a beer! average price is 10), a sleepy night in a small bar […]

There is a saying about peyote. They say that, once you find one, you will see all the others around. But not before you have found that first one. I do not know how much true is this, I firmly believes in magic of the desert, but I never went searching for peyote. When in […]

First thing about Beijing is heat. That kind of heatt I felt before only in D.F.: humid and damp, sticky, smelly with different flavours to the point of being flavourless, sweaty and sweety. The heat I love. The heat coming from any city whose population surpass 20 million souls. A sort of South b/heat. Now, […]

Berlin is on the list of likely destination for working after this trip. I would prefer to stay in Barcelona, but if the condition are not the ones I want, I am prepared to sell myself to some other country willing to pay me. So it could be Berlin, or London again (me not very […]

Following an hint from a post from Peter Moore, one of my preferred travel writer, I listed my top loved 5 town. Of course the list could be longer, but I did not travel enough, so for now, here they are: 1. Barcelona Barcelona is summer blues. is barbeque smell on the roofs, is cerveza […]