tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16796193.post700539111210637942..comments2024-01-25T08:23:20.074+01:00Comments on jucasel IN: Chiloé Tours - Día 8jucaselhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09101095438105580228noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16796193.post-9927274202457940912008-01-16T13:25:00.000+01:002008-01-16T13:25:00.000+01:00:)hey visiten mi blog de chiloé, exposiciones, sem...:)hey visiten mi blog de chiloé, exposiciones, seminarios y fotos.Un Blog de ::VHE::https://www.blogger.com/profile/10512154881076468499noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16796193.post-48849432700230258512007-12-06T18:47:00.000+01:002007-12-06T18:47:00.000+01:00A aquelles hores de la madrugada no crec que fos l...A aquelles hores de la madrugada no crec que fos la cançó "Tavelling shoes" dels Simple Minds que sonés, però l'alegria de la conexió en directe va valer milers de Don't you's.<BR/><BR/><BR/>God gave me travelling shoes, <BR/>God gave me the wanderer’s eye, <BR/>God gave me a few gold coins <BR/>to help me to the other side. <BR/>Looked around and said: <BR/>“be careful how the small things grow”. <BR/>God gave me travelling shoes <BR/>and I knew that it was time to go. <BR/><BR/>Sent in the ship at night <BR/>to take me to the hidden port. <BR/>Found me the key at last <BR/>to open up the prison doors. <BR/>Brought down the blackbird’s wings, <BR/>gifted me with beggar’s eyes. <BR/>Sent in the jackals <BR/>to tell me I should say bye, bye, bye. <BR/><BR/>I’m home, home, home, home, home. <BR/>And I’m home, home, home, home, home. <BR/>But I’m miles, miles, miles, miles and miles away. <BR/>Where can I hide? <BR/><BR/>God gave me one last chance, <BR/>gave me one last reprieve. <BR/>Jah gave me hunger, <BR/>gave me the air to breathe. <BR/>Gave me one suitcase, <BR/>gave me one last goodbye. <BR/>Gave me travelling shoes, <BR/>without them I would surely die, die, die. <BR/><BR/>Home, home, home, home, home. <BR/>Home, home, home, home, home. <BR/>And I’m miles, miles, miles, miles and miles away. <BR/>Miles, miles, miles, miles and miles away. <BR/>Where do I go? <BR/>Oh, where can I hide? <BR/><BR/>Home, home, home, home, home. <BR/>And I’m home, home, home, home, home. <BR/>And I’m miles away, miles away, and I’m miles away.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16796193.post-55894169808451016702007-12-05T22:57:00.000+01:002007-12-05T22:57:00.000+01:00Parella de besons,Estic disfrutant molt amb el vos...Parella de besons,<BR/><BR/>Estic disfrutant molt amb el vostre viatge, fins avui no m'havia pogut connectar, però segur que a partir d'ara us segueixo al dia.<BR/><BR/>Me n'alegro molt que el disfruteu també.<BR/><BR/>Per cert, Glòria, espero que no abandonis el cafè... veig molt menjar i cervesa però no cafè...No me abandones, eh... (Cafè dixit).<BR/><BR/>M'encanta que us surti la vena "catalana" de l'estalvi... em sento més acompanyada ;-))<BR/><BR/>Les fotos, impressionants!!!<BR/><BR/>Molts petons i fins la propera.<BR/><BR/>Magda<BR/><BR/>PS: Per cert, Joan, en Bio em diu que et "comuniqui" que l'Espanyol no va guanyar...el Barça tampoc...<BR/>-Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16796193.post-81113533648039518232007-12-05T14:53:00.000+01:002007-12-05T14:53:00.000+01:00Gracias a vosotros estoy descubriendo un Chile que...Gracias a vosotros estoy descubriendo un Chile que se aleja mucho de los esterotipos y que es mucho más que los nitratos, Zamorano, Te recuerdo Amanda, Neruda, Allende, Pinochet, la polla (lotería), los huevones (imbéciles) y tomar el taxi (en lugar de cogerlo).Me está encantando el viaje, la primera foto del viajero Joan, el desenfoque del osito y las fotos luminosas y la prosa fluida.¡Hasta pronto!<BR/><BR/>Anónimo JuananAnonymousnoreply@blogger.com