vaga #1/14 sandals start to walk

Part XIV

I PUT THIS PHOTO ON THE COVER OF THE SANDALS THAT HAD REACHED THEIR MAXIMUM AND THE ONLY PHOTOGRAPH WITH A POSE, BECAUSE NEITHER I BELIEVED IT, NOR DID I ARRIVE WITH SANDALS

Today we are accompanied by the most recurrent and involuntary photos that I have not been able to prevent: the sandals they were shells but how they go, it does not deserve the name. Now there are recognisable sandals photos and others anonymous ones.

"She" introduces herself

I am addressing my dear bloggers, on the one hand I am going to raise the anchor, and move along, after 5 months of being settled, but not free of interruptions of all kinds. I have been staying between Indonesia and Nepal, at two different times in each one and this was because my visa was expiring, otherwise I would not have moved, from either country. When my visa expires I go to immigration, it never went well, without getting extension in both countries. Here I describe how "the country no longer loves me" or they kicked me out !!! I had to pay penalties, they won’t let me stay. I ask this when I want to stay longer, and they won't let me, even though I had said that I would pay the penalties. Usually when I travel I have no problem with the limits that they put on me. It is only when I want to settle down to rest, write, read without haste and arrange and edit my photos and above all to clean my gallery of 7,000 photos, I have already reached half and more than 600 videos that I also reduced, in a big chunk. In May in Jakarta, I had been forced to settle in and stay for dental treatment. There I began to chew on an idea to give the shape, conception and format of the blog. Then, with Rafa, already in Nepal, he put it the on the web and taught me how to use it. After saying goodbye to my son, I settled in Pokhara, Nepal, it compares to the nicest place in Chile, Pucón from here, 3 very busy, touristy streets, after Kathmandu, this is paradise. There was a lake, there were many western restaurants, crafts and facing the majestic Himalayas, with its glaciers and shapes of each peak, one more attractive than the other. This is in the Annapurna area where you see the most spectacular view of the Himalayas. There I was for 20 days in a comfortable place, that is, a hotel, with a few stars, with a great view from my room and with that view, I started the blog.

By her hard roads

The blog has surprised me by how much I enjoy doing it. I enjoy looking for the most suitable photo, its editing, even the basic, the layout, everything visual pleases me fully and saves me incorporating Vaga #0 they are only visual and abstract images which is my thing. It is my 100% creative and necessary space. Then the writing also fills me, narrating what I had experienced, transmitting humour and irreverence, which are part of me and writing about the escapades that have happened to me, recounting experiences that are sometimes so unusual and sharing the beauties that I come across. Often when I write I find myself laughing and loudly just when I remember an anecdote. Remembering the many beautiful encounters with the characters that I have shared, from a laugh, a look, an intention to communicate, to friendships that are made for life. I also realised that the classic things I see in each place are often wonderful, be it architecture or nature, but what remains mainly engraved on me are human relationships, their culture, their clothes, their religions and rites. Their houses from inside or outside, their food “It is not my big thing” nevertheless, I enjoy seeing how they prepare, and they serve the food. They use a stick or their hands. The order in which they display everything, these are my motivations for writing.

She’s "having fun"

I ASK FOR ONE MINUTE OF CONFIDENCE

I want to express my frustration, DAMN IT, by the way I like that phrase, I use it very often, but now ask for 10 minutes, not only one minute. It is all that it takes me to finalise a chapter. Nobody imagines the difficulty that I see at every moment, that I sit down to prepare a chapter, the idea and selection of photos and videos is very easy for me

BUT HERE COMES MY GREAT ENEMY

THE INTERNET

In short, it is between a lack of signal and low internet speed, so it is not possible to upload photos quickly, and let me tell you about uploading a video, I can literally spend 3 days uploading one, I have sacrificed many because of frustration at the maximum level and between downloading photos very slowly I smoke while waiting, (something that has been forbidden by my doctor) Let's add to this the power outages, something that we do not know in my country and if it happens it is a topic of conversation and if it is longer than What is allowed, there is a lawsuit against the electricity company and that is a reality, and they will compensate you in the next account. That there is utopia, it surpasses the imagination. There are many power outages without notice here and in Pokhara it has affected me with up to 6 daily outages, my hotel had a generator like many hotels with a certain number of stars that have them. In others when it is planned and warned, I do not know where else in the world it exceeds 5 hours. This is a topic of conversation for us…. Let's hope it comes back on soon, life is the same, they don't bother, they don't blame anyone. During every power outage the internet goes down, if I hadn't saved my work, I would have lost it… . you shit …, and of those I have many…. You shit… too many I would say, if I don't have the computer fully charged since there are hours without power , I was jobless. I have been a victim of the internet. With a permanent and stable internet, plus a reliable light, I would have finished Myanmar, Vietnam and I would be writing about Nepal in relation to all the hours I have put in and without any exaggeration. It takes me about a week full time for each post, and they are not very huge ...

Is it clear to you….?

She is "having a rest"

And to finish off the difficulty of the publication is the spelling, I have an English keyboard, changing it to Spanish is possible, but many keys do not correspond to the English keyboard, that is, you have to find them by trial and error, therefore I work with English and with zero accents and The En with the squiggle, it is quite an adventure trying to achieve it. Accents are put in using copypaste, and sometimes the corrector works, and I am happy, but it is very common that the word "day" appears with an accent ... HALLELUIA... but in the same line the same word "day" does not appear with an accent and that is my reality and doing copypaste over and over again and with the "i" SHIT that IS HARD.

I have been improving by using tricks with mistake after mistake, but at the end of the day, but I was improving.

END OF THE MINUTE OF TRUST

The time taken up by all this, the lack of a visa to continue living here, and I was ready, with my rest as a vagabond and the medical treatment over, I am going to raise the anchor, the time has come. I will be going back to wandering, wherever the wind takes me and the blog goes into HIBERNATION for a while, until I sit down to write again. That phase is over for now. And I went back onto the road I still had 10 more days here, in Kathmandu but I have to finish Gopal’s web page that I had started helping him with, I had just got off the Himalayas, and it woud be full time. But I will return to Nepal, with what few visa days I have saved for the end of December and I would be meeting Peter and spending Christmas together with him, and then I would be wandering with him for a while.

"in trekking"

I will try these days to finish Vaga #2 and #3, Myanmar and its monks, but I can’t guarantee it. Ask the internet, lord and master of my times and my publications.