vaga#1/2 even more
Ragoon May 18
PART II
Vaga #1 these are always timeless stories of mine, always...
Clarification: writing the Blog is a real nightmare, I have to write in Spanish with an English keyboard, The blog does not have text processing and many accents do not work, and I do not have an additional keyboard as I should for accents, the ñ never appears, and I have to do a lot of copy/paste. It is very possible to pass on several details like this, I apologise. Videos sometimes take 1 whole day to upload 2. The signal around here is bad. I lose a lot of material, and the power is cut off often, ... and we are in monsoon season where the rain adds to the internet being cut, you just have to go for a walk, read or pull your hair out of your legs, one by one ... hahaha, something very frustrating, so each Blog I post is almost miraculous......
Why the blog? I left with my iPhone in September, after a brief pass through Chile in December, my friends found out I had WhatsApp and I shared my details with them. By January, I was in Japan with so many new anecdotes and in such an extraordinary country in every sense of the word, I was sending them photos, and it was slowing me down, sending them off one by one, even without having the handicap of not knowing how to do it, or navigating well with WhatsApp so many photos were lost by putting my finger in the wrong place, it was slow and clumsy. It occurred to me in Vietnam to make a WhatsApp group with my closest ones and send the photos to everyone at once. Then I realised that behind every picture there was so much history. Impossible, I typed extensively on that tiny keyboard with my "fat and clumsy" fingers. So I decided to write the notes of the photos via email. This was new to me, I had never taken many photos, other than those that impressed me, I had already seen them and I didn’t need to save the images, besides I saw so much that I had no intention of recording everything. But the Group started to encourage me to tell them more things, they were entertained and said they felt that they travelled a little with me. This was a novelty for me, and it was only in Vietnam that I started taking photos to share them with the Group and that turn of events took a radical turn, in my photography and my journey.
!!! you're not going to believe this !!!
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!!! this is fun !!!
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!!! I saw this rarity !!!
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!!! lucky to see you !!!
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I would like to thank the group for being so interested in my journey, you have kept me company and made my days more fun sharing them with you. It was not only the group who encouraged me to do the Blog.
Me, …… a Blog?
I don't know anything, I've never read one until the Argentinian woman I met in Mandalay suggested the same thing, and she showed me one of a single, young, journalist who has one. I read the first few pages............ I found it boring..........at least for me..........for example, she wrote: "I took a bus back and forth. Sorry, on every bus I get on I see so many things, many bus trips will be narrated by me because some are "thrillers", some will be the study of the anthropological people on the bus, the conditions of the trip, or what I see through the window. The hotels are all curious stories, it is surprising what I sometimes see out the window; very curious things and so on....no I am not interested in talking about the restaurants or giving travel tips, nor what tour guide I follow, but what I see through my "EYES" and that was the breaking point and difference. The blog is not chronological, a little map, just the essentials for storytelling and with irregular frequency, depending on my times and Wi-Fi that it is not so easy to have it in the places where I am... I was able to put together chapters because I was on a technical stop in Jakarta, Indonesia, for a month. I was in a residential building, and with all the time, tranquillity and above all, a desk where I could start the Blog. I want to clarify that the information is mostly taken from Lonely Planet (LP), my travel book Other information is taken from Wikipedia, (WP), others I read when I find a book in English, most of my information is from people I have met. I don't double-check anything, it's what comes to me and I write it down, I don't go after the accuracy some people would. I care little about numbers, or dates, but a lot of things are my impressions. Some people will find that certain information is not accurate,.... totally possible... .., but I write what I see or what I hear Some facts or figures are concrete, and I will put the word "FACT" when it is one.
Selfies are a no, no, I never ask to have pictures taken of myself, I rarely do, it has to be an exceptional situation and the others are because some people insist on it... So in the accounts of my travels, there will be photos that I have of my wanderings, these can be anywhere on the planet and I assure you that they are much prettier than pictures of me.
I am not a photographer, nor a reporter, but I am sensitive to aesthetics. I don't walk around with a camera around my neck with a tremendous lens, however, I'm interested in culture, and therefore its people. Walking with a zoom lens around my neck I find puts a tremendous distance between the people and the onlooker and annoys the locals, I have sacrificed many photos out of respect for the person and so that they do not feel like a circus monkey, (which many tourists feel that it is okay to do, and it disgusts me). I am extremely careful with people and their privacy, but if I have fallen into the temptation of taking photographs, it has always been from a distance. If I have had a few words and asked for permission, I will take the photo. Any of the photos that are not mine, but are needed for the story I will credit at the bottom of the photo, there will also be photos that are not a good quality for the same reason. My cell phone is the best, and Sofía taught me to use it in silence, which has given me access to more sensitive photos.
For example, the first ones are from Mandalay, this is a very common reality, The trash is not usually included in pictures of the most beautiful Pagodas in this environment. The other two photos are from Mount Popa, on a rock near Bagan.
poor Catarina in a tuk-tuk, while I drove for about 5 minutes, San juan de la laguna, Guatemala
ready for the ride around the ……..