tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33176350530944427522024-03-13T13:20:29.192+02:00Ochii deschisi la F/5.6Fotografii si povesti despre fotografii.Unknownnoreply@blogger.comBlogger95125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-85558714777582304772014-10-08T19:12:00.000+03:002014-10-08T19:12:13.589+03:00Inghetata<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;"><br /></span>
<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Acum cativa ani, intr-o perioada mai delicata a vietii mele, am facut o sedinta foto care m-a ajutat sa vad in fotografie raspunsul la niste intrebari existantiale. Poate eram prea obosit atunci si mi s-a parut, dar m-a ajutat sa vad din nou ce este frumos in jurul meu, sa imi doresc sa fac lucruri in loc de a sta pe banca de rezerve. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Vreo 3 ani jumate, aceste poze au stat prafuite intr-un hard disk extern, iar fata care apare in ele a plecat demult pe alte taramuri. Le-am gasit insa, si sunt gata sa vi le arat.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"><br /></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-88740765826324948982013-08-24T09:21:00.001+03:002013-08-24T09:21:31.302+03:00Touristanbul<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Al treilea an in care vizitez Istanbul-ul pentru un weekend prelungit. Recomandarea mea: sa nu mergeti in Istanbul in luna august. Preturile sunt duble la hoteluri, la restaurante si in toate celelalte magazine, este foarte aglomerat, plin de turisti de peste tot si de turci oportunisti, este foarte cald, desi bate o briza placuta tot timpul si nu in ultimul rand, orice vanzator, chelner, barman etc. incearca sa te pacaleasca cu fiecare ocazie.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Cu toate astea, spiritul ramane, iar pe masura ce ma indepartez, de fiecare data intorc capul dupa Moscheea Albastra sau dupa Hagia Sofia ca sa o mai vad o data, sa imi imprintez cat mai bine pe retina splendoarea lor nemuritoare. Dinspre Marele Bazar, daca urmaresti linia de tramvai, nu poti sa nu fii impresionat de Cisternele tolkiene, de forfota de la Eminonu care vine si se duce pana dincolo de Bazarul de mirodenii, unde sunt zeci de strazi pline ochi cu tot felul de comercianti de haine si kitschuri stralucitoare, de podul Galata unde din cauza caldurii, pescarii nu prea mai prindeau nimic, de funicularul spre Taksim, unde marea de oameni circula precum flux si reflux in sus si in jos pe aceeasi strada care se intersecteaza cu multe alte stradute, fiecare cu secretul ei, sau de noul palat al sultanilor, Dolmabahce, care te lasa mut de luxul in care traiau ultimii sultani.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Altfel, si anul acesta, momentul revelator a fost la Suleymaniye, langa care am mancat o mancare picanta de fasole la o cantina, un lucru ata de simplu care m-a facut sa decomplic toate celelalte lucruri complicate care imi ocupau mintea si viata, cel putin pentru cateva zile cat stateam acolo. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">O ramasita a protestelor din Taksim.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Zecile de strazi cu magazine de orice, pe care misuna mii de oameni galagiosi in cautare de chilipiruri, devin pustii cand se intuneca.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Al treilea an cand fac o poza din acelasi lor, in Hagia Sofia. Oamenii trec, fotografiile raman. Celelalte poze sunt <a href="http://ochiideschisi.blogspot.ro/2012/10/octombrie-si-istanbul.html" target="_blank">aici in 2012</a> si <a href="http://ochiideschisi.blogspot.ro/2011/11/istanblue.html" target="_blank">aici in 2011</a>.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Pe pietrele de pe faleza, multi turci fac plaja sau pescuiesc. Unii isi construiesc pereti din pietrele pe care le gasesc in zona, ca sa fie mai feriti de vant.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Puntea interioara a unui vapor care face croaziera pe Bosfor. Toata lumea era, bineinteles, pe puntile exterioare, de unde sa faca poze si sa simta briza. Pe drumul de intoarcere, aici se mai culcau cateva persoane obosite dupa drum.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Steagul Galatasaray langa steagul Fenerbahce, cu scopul de a oferi putin mai multe umbra strazii.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In partea veche a Marelui Bazar, un steag era evidentiat de razele de soare care patrundeau pe fereastra.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">La Eminonu s-a tinut un protest impotriva loviturii de stat din Egipt.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">De la capatul Bosforului este o privelista frumoasa cu Marea Neagra, iar oamenii o admira sau isi fac poze cu ea.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">O pisica pofticioasa cu ochi de culori diferite.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Cred ca de fapt, in orice luna mergi in Istanbul, trebuie sa alegi sa vezi ceea ce conteaza cu adevarat. Daca te lasi prins in toate capcanele si in toate problemele orasului, nu o sa simti energia, povestea Istanbulului. Dar eu personal, nu o sa ma mai duc in august. O sa am rabdare sa vina o perioada mai calma, ca pana acum in octombrie. Atunci doar o sa pot sa beau un ceai si sa mananc un gozleme linistit la terasa mea preferata.</span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-92116474908385907642013-03-17T11:30:00.001+02:002013-03-17T11:30:09.146+02:00Vivisectia sufletului<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">In centrul orasului Toulouse, intr-o zi de primavara timpurie, niste tineri protestau in fata unui sediu Air France impotriva folosirii animalelor pentru teste de laborator. Potrivit acestora, Air France si KLM sunt printre ultimele linii aeriene care mai transporta animale din Mauritius in Europa, in zboruri lungi de pana la 60 de ore, in conditii chinuitoare, pentru a fi supuse testelor de laborator ca model biologic pentru diverse produse destinate oamenilor.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Primate, caini si alte animale sunt transportate pentru a li se face vivisectie in laboratoarele din Europa in vederea efectuarii unor teste pentru produse farmaceutice, toxicologice, cosmetice si agro-industriale. In realitate, nicio alta specie nu poate da rezultate relevante in teste pentru specia umana, existand o multitudine de alternative cu grad de reusita mai mare decat aceste teste. De exemplu, in toxicologie, nivelul de previzibilitate ale testelor pe soareci si sobolani este de maxim 65%, in comparatie cu 82% cand se utilizeaza programul Valitox pe baza de culturi de celule umane.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Pana in ziua de azi, foarte multe linii aeriene au renuntat la transportul animalelor pentru laboratoare. Printre acestea, se enumara Amerijet, Air Canada, Air China, Lufthansa, United Airlines. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Potrivit grupului Air Souffrance, Air France-KLM este una din liniile aeriene care inca efectueaza astfel de transporturi, departe de privirile publicului, pentru mari corporatii europene.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Pentru mai multe informatii, vizitati<a href="http://airsouffrance.fr/en" target="_blank"> http://airsouffrance.fr/en</a></span><br />
<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-44532949607453113592013-02-17T22:19:00.000+02:002013-02-17T22:19:07.866+02:00Winter Is Coming<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Este al treilea an la rand cand pozez un gugustiuc de la geam. De fapt, e putin probabil sa fie acelasi gugustiuc, dar semnele sunt tot acolo. In fiecare an, dupa aceasta poza, a venit o iarna grea. Acum este deja februarie, dar presimt ca iarna inca o sa mai dureze ceva.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: Trebuchet MS, sans-serif;">Anul trecut, pozele sunt <a href="http://ochiideschisi.blogspot.ro/2012/01/vine-iarna-iarasi.html" target="_blank">aici</a>.</span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-91557915999125761462012-10-18T23:34:00.001+03:002012-10-18T23:34:04.301+03:00Octombrie si Istanbul<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Cred ca o sa ma pregatesc sa scriu simfonia mea de octombrie. Am fost si anul acesta la Istanbul, cateva saptamani in avans fata de anul trecut. Nu am mai prins ziua nationala a Turciei, ceea ce a fost bine. Nu am mai fost singur, ci cu prieteni. </span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">De data asta, acelasi oras fermecat m-a intampinat cu altfel de zambet. Am vazut oameni veseli, bucurosi de zilele inca putin calduroase. Bazarul de mirodenii nu mai mirosea atat de imbietor, ci era o forfota constanta, cu degustari, preturi din ce in ce mai mari. Desi m-am plimbat prin aceleasi locuri neschimbate de secole, parca sunt de fiecare data altfel. Si eu, si ele. Si de fiecare data, imi fac o surpriza, apas declansatorul in acelasi loc, si iese altceva. Si ma bucura asta, la fel cum m-am bucurat sa astept tramvaiul in diverse statii cu prietenii, obositi dupa ore de mers, sa alergam pe marginea soselelor nestiind in ce parte este feribotul in timp ce eram urmariti de un suporter beat (roman), sa mergem kilometri in plus, pentru ca nu am stiut care e cel mai scurt drum pana la podul Galata, sa fim fraieriti la masa la restaurantul de peste si multe altele.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Urcand in turnul Galata dupa apus, ne-am uitat cum moscheile se vedeau iluminate, rasarind de partea cealalta a Cornului de Aur. Era foarte aglomerat pe terasa ingusta a turnului, iar in plus de asta, o nunta statea sa inceapa la restaurantul de la ultimul etaj. In timp ce ma inghesuiam cu altii pe terasa, prin geam am vazut-o pe mireasa asezata in fata unui laptop, in timp ce un barbat gesticula grav in fata ei. In acest timp, tot restul lumii forfota spre Taksim intr-o aglomeratie care mi se parea atat de fireasca pentru un oras care traieste atat de intens.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Pozele de anul trecut, <a href="http://ochiideschisi.blogspot.ro/2011/11/istanblue.html" target="_blank">aici</a>. </span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-49170578113785851112012-10-01T22:07:00.001+03:002012-10-01T22:07:08.813+03:00La Biblioteca<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Duminica m-am intalnit cu Misha sa facem pozele pe care le tot planuiam de ceva vreme. Am considerat intalnirea ca fiind un test, si concluzia mea a fost ca mi-ar placea sa o mai pozez. De data asta, doar ne-am invartit in jurul Bibliotecii, ne-am jucat cu copiii care se dadeau cu skate-ul si cu bicla, chiar am facut poze cu copiii (i-am promis lui Andi ca o sa ii trimit poza cu Misha, sper sa nu uit), iar in final, am deranjat un catel din culcusul lui de la umbra. Totul a durat mai putin de o ora. Misha s-a dus in oras cu fetele, iar eu spre casa somnoros.</span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-38320440381117770282012-09-22T01:53:00.000+03:002012-09-22T01:53:06.639+03:00Lonely Scotland<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">De la mare...</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">A trecut ceva vreme de cand m-am intors din Scotia. Ar fi foarte multe de povestit, dar povestile nu ma ajuta sa pot sa transmit mirosul aerului rece si al balegilor proaspete, covorul moale si dens de iarba umeda si verde care scartaia la fiecare pas, felul in care simteam picaturile fine de ploaie pe fata si pe brate, in timp ce vantul ma impingea spre marginea prapastiei (literalmente). Nu pot sa transmit nici mirosul algelor, al marii, plajele azurii cu apa rece, soarele si norii, pustietatea peste tot in jurul meu. Deocamdata, pana gasesc o cale de a transmite aceste lucruri, si multe altele, o sa pun niste poze care reflecta cum ma simteam eu acolo.</span><br />
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<b><span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">... la munte</span></b><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Si in momentul in care crezi ca ai vazut tot, in fata ta se deschide alt lant muntos, si alt lant muntos, vai largi care dispar in ceata, varfuri ascutite, versanti spectaculosi acoperiti cu pasuni aspre, pe care zaresti cate o poteca pe care odata, demult, umblau highlanderii cu haine groase de lana, coborau de pe calul obosit si il adapau la marginea unui lac rece de munte.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Si peste cateva mile, dai de un alt lant muntos, si esti iar surprins de cat de mic esti, desi acesti munti au majoritatea sub 1,000 de metri inaltime. Deodata, simti ca ai luat drumul regelui de la Winterfell la the Wall. Vantul se inteteste, cand iesi din masina ca sa faci o poza, te izbeste ploaia aspra si sanatoasa, uiti ca esti in tricou, incadrezi si ai tras. Filtrul este plin de picaturi care ies in poze, dar nu conteaza: picaturile au fost acolo, cu tine, ele sunt o parte din poveste.</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Nu ai nimic altceva de facut, decat sa privesti ca de la inaltimea unei furnici vaile lungi. Oile sunt rasfirate pe dealuri, pe varf de munte, la margine de prapastie. Ramai tacut, asa cum ai venit. Esti un invitat special in Highlands, si cu toate astea tot ce poti sa faci este sa privesti oile care pasc calm si sa te intrebi de ce ele sunt mai fericite ca tine.</span><br />
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<br />Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-15886632374944425082012-09-18T21:46:00.002+03:002012-09-18T21:47:10.786+03:00Cum sa faci oamenii fericiti<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Reteta nu poate da gres. Poate sa fie repetata de multe ori, ca tot va functiona. Cred ca politicienii ar putea sa foloseasca strategia, asta daca nu o folosesc deja. Reteta are trei pasi:</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">1. Strangi multi oameni intr-o piata</span><br />
<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">2. Pui muzica</span><br />
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Problema e ca, daca vrei sa faci un singur om fericit, iti va trebui mult mai mult de atat.</span><br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-82994524975751856132012-08-31T23:21:00.005+03:002012-08-31T23:23:37.851+03:00Primavara<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">
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Pentru mine primavara inseamna un soare darnic, o vreme pentru care sa nu ai nevoie nici de aer conditionat, nici de calorifer, ci doar de relaxare si buna dispozitie.<br />
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Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-39822615592169790662012-05-27T14:24:00.000+03:002012-05-27T14:24:36.271+03:00Soul Serenade<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">
O sambata seara ploioasa. Concertul s-a mutat din terasa pe o scena improvizata in interiorul barului. Acelasi bar in care acum mai putin de 7 ani, o fata se despartea de mine cu un efect dramatic pentru un eu mai tanar si mai naiv. Acum imi doresc sa mai vin aici, pentru ca atmosfera mi-a lipsit. Luand inca o gura din berea fara alcool, m-am intors catre zambetele Adei si a lui Rotto, care m-au binedispus ca de obicei. Am ascultat concertul impreuna cu alti fani pe care ii vad cu ocazia fiecarui astfel de eveniment. </div>
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Bia a stat cuminte pe scaunul langa care ma invarteam, a ascultat atenta concertul, si a povestit aventuri din Vama. Deodata mi s-a facut dor de Vama, de Jack din Vama in noaptea aceea cand electricitatea a picat, iar un baiat a luat o chitara, o chelnerita a aprins o faclie si a inceput sa danseze in jurul ei.</div>
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Jack din Vama nu mai e, iar locatia din Bucuresti este doar o amintire. Dar in conditiile in care marea e departe in spatiu si timp, iar viata ma conduce pe asfalt in fiecare zi, chiar si o amintire este buna. Mai ales daca vine impreuna cu o chitara acustica, o muzicuta, o tamburina si mult suflet.</div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">In Boracay,
in fiecare dimineata cocosii canta in cor intre ora 5 si 6 dimineata. Luptele
cu cocosi (“sabong”) sunt o traditie nationala in Filipine, iar oamenii isi
cresc si isi antreneaza cocosii in propriile curti. Unii au doar cate un cocos,
doi, pe care ii cresc special cu scopul de a participa la concursuri si de a
mai castiga un ban, dar altii au reale ferme in care sunt crescuti zeci de
cocosi de lupte.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Diminica la
ora 2 dupa amiaza, am luat un scuter (“single bike”) pana la The New Cock Fight
Arena, unde deja era aglomeratie. Am platit biletul de intrare de 100 pesos,
dupa care m-am orientat sa vad care este procedura. Aproape de intrare,
proprietari de cocosi si-i pregateau pentru lupta. Ii tineau in brate, ii
puneau sa se certe cu alti cocosi, ca si incalzire, sau doar socializau cu
zambetul de buze. Se pot cumpara pe loc vitamine pentru cocosi, care ii fac mai
puternici si rezistenti, se pot cumpara de asemenea si lamele ascutite de otel care
se monteaza pe gherare pentru a isi invinge adversarul mai repede. Lamele sunt montate specific pentru fiecare
cocos in parte, pentru ca unghiul si marimea sa fie potrivite cu stilul de
lupta al cocosului. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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program de lupte, participarea costa cateva mii de pesos pe cocos. Cand intra
cocosii in ring, sunt deja nervosi, dar au un fel de teaca de plastic peste
lama montata pe gheara. Sunt introdusi alti cocosi pentru fiecare concurent,
care sa ii intarate, sa ii enerveze si mai mult, pentru lupta. Asta dureaza
cateva minute, timp in care oamenii din public pot sa inceapa sa parieze.</span></div>
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pariaza intre ei sau cu casa, prin semne si tipete. Nu am reusit sa imi dau
seama ce spun si cate semne sunt, dar se pot paria sume foarte mari. Un barbat
imi spunea ca in unele zile a castigat si 20,000 – 30,000 pesos dar ca astazi
nu mergea asa de bine, era pe minus. Ei gesticuleaza mult si puternic suma pe
care vor sa o partieze, tipa repetand aceleasi cuvinte (probabil pe cine
pariaza) si cauta prin arena pe cineva care vrea sa accepte pariul lui. Cei mai
multi isi gasesc parteneri, iar unii fac mai multe pariuri pe fiecare meci.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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cocosii sunt suficient de enervati, ceilalti sunt scosi din arena, iar cocosii
sunt lasati liberi sa inceapa lupta. De cele mai multe ori, se incaiera
imediat, dar sunt si cazuri in care incep sa ciuguleasca ceva de pe podea, sa
se plimbe prin arena, pana cand se gasesc unul pe altul si se iau la bataie.
Castiga cocosul care ramane in viata. Lupta dureaza sub un minut, de obicei,
timp in care cocosii se musca, se zgarie si se taie cu lamele de otel. Pene
zboara prin aer si sangele izbucneste pe podea si pe geamurile de sticla ale
arenei, in uralele publicului uman. La final, arbitrul ridica ambii cocosi de
la pamant, si apoi le da drumul inapoi, cel care ramane in picioare fiind declarat
castigator. De multe ori, ambii cocosi sunt loviti rau, si castigatorul poate
sa fie foarte ranit, dar este castigator atata timp cat ramane in viata.</span></div>
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anunta castigatorul ridicandu-l de la podea, in timp ce celalalt cocos zace
nemiscat sau inca zvacnind cu ultimele puteri, plin de sange. Cei care au
pariat isi schimba banii intre ei, se platesc in mana, sau arunca prin arena cu
teancuri de bancnote facute mototol, si pregatindu-se pentru urmatoarea lupta.</span></div>
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straini, aceste scene sunt greu de digerat. Unii vin la lupte din curiozitate
si pleaca dupa prima lupta, altii rezista mai mult, dar sunt afectati de
cruzimea fata de animale. Adevarul este ca aceste animale sunt crescute special
pentru lupte, iar pe timpul vietii sunt antrenate, hranite cu mancare mai buna
decat alte pasari, si ingrijite foarte bine.</span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Intr-o dimineata putin mai racoroasa (plouase cu o noapte inainte), l-am intrebat pe Hans daca stie pe cineva care se ocupa cu cresterea cocosilor. Asa am ajuns in curtea lui Jopline Bargas, unde l-am intalnit tacut si intelept, impreuna cu familia lui, si am vorbit despre cum isi cresc
si antreneaza cocosii. Ei practica aceasta activitate de ani de zile, si au
produs multe generatii de cocosi, dintre care unii sunt campioni. De cand se
nasc, cocosii sunt hraniti cu boabe speciale si cu mai multe tipuri de vitamine
care ii ajuta sa se dezvolte sanatos si sa devina mai puternici. Exista, de
exemplu, vitamine care le imbunatatesc performantele fizice sau vitamine
anti-stres, care se pun in mancare zilnic sau se injeacteaza saptamanal. Dupa
ce ajung la maturitate, cocosilor li se mai da si lapte amestecat cu cereale. <o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">De
asemenea, cocosii mai sunt antrenati zilnic pentru dezvoltarea muschilor,
alearga pentru dezvoltarea picioarelor si au si lupte de antrenament de cate 3
minute, dar fara lamele de otel ucigase. Dupa spusele lor, cei mai importanti
muschi sunt cei din picioare pentru puterea cu care zgarie in timpul luptei si
cei din aripi, pentru a putea sari deasupra adversarului si a-l putea impunge
cu lama. Lamele se pot achizitiona individual sau in seturi de 12, de diverse
marimi, iar costurile unui set pot ajunge pana la 8,000 – 9,000 pesos (150 –
170 euro).<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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sunt trimisi la lupte inca de la varsta de 7 luni, desi daca se considera ca nu
sunt inca suficient de puternici, pot astepta pana si la varsta de 3 ani.
Familia Bargas detine un cocos campion, “Golden Rooster” cum ii spun ei, care a
castigat 9 lupte pana acum la varsta de 3 ani. Aceasta este o realizare
importanta, avand in vedere ca daca un cocos castiga o lupta, pot trece luni de
zile pana cand este pregatit pentru lupta din nou, iar daca a fost ranit, atunci
proprietarii ii cos ranile, ii administreaza medicamente, procesul de
recuperare fiind si mai lent. Intr-adevar era un cocos puternic si mandru, mai
mare decat ceilalti cocosi pe care ii au, si pasea cu fala prin curtea
familiei, de parca ar fi fost la curent cu statutul de vedeta pe care il are.
Cand lupta, pariorii il recunosc si pariaza pe el.<o:p></o:p></span></span></div>
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<span lang="EN-US" style="line-height: 115%;"><span style="font-family: 'Trebuchet MS', sans-serif;">Alaturi de el, fiul lui in varsta de 7 luni nu
era inca pregatit pentru lupte, nu era suficient de puternic. In alta locatie,
mai aveau 14 alti pui ai cocosului campion pe care ii cresteau, dar spuneau ca
probabil o sa ii vanda. Pentru fiecare tanar cocos se asteapta sa castige in
jur de 2,500 pesos, sau aproape 50 euro, ceea ce inseamna destul de mult pentru
o familie filipineza. Costurile cresterii sunt de asemenea importante, dar ei
nu pareau afectati de asta: cateva zeci de pesos cu mancarea pe zi, si cateva
sute de pesos pe saptamana cu vitaminele.</span></span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-88278145656084293842012-03-05T23:00:00.003+02:002012-03-05T23:00:34.529+02:00In ochiul elanului (partea 2)<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">
Invidiosi pe animale de tot felul, care se simt comfortabil la minus 20 de grade, ne-am imbracat in straturi si straturi de haine pentru a ne simti si noi cat mai bine in frigul noptii polare. Barbatul cu pielea arsa de vantul nordic, cu cutitul de vanatoare si cu gloantele la curea, ne-a spus ca avem noroc pentru ca s-a facut mai cald si ca inainte cu doua saptamani fusesera minus 40 de grade. Am multumit lui Thor pentru asta, si cu putine emotii si nestiind la ce sa ne asteptam, am iesit din casa. Toata ziua fusese senin, cu exceptia unor nori distanti de dimineata. </div>
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Cand am ajuns in parcarea de dupa podul pe care ni-l recomandase Mikael, mi-am ridicat privirea spre cerul instelat si am observat, cu ochii mei inca neajustati la intunericul din afara masinii, o banda verzuie care salasuia pe cer (de ce vorbesc ca in Game of Thrones?). Am iesit in intunericul total, am aprins frontalele si lanternele, ne-am montat aparatele foto pe trepied si am alergat spre mijlocul podului. Era momentul pentru care venisem acolo. Toate conditiile erau indeplinite. Ne-am ridicat iarasi ochii spre cer, si Zeita Diminetii si Vantul Nordului ne-au salutat umplandu-ne sufletele cu caldura unei clipe demult asteptate. </div>
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Am stat pe pod pana la 1 noaptea, dupa care am fost pe lacul inghetat din Junosuando. Acolo, nu mai era spectacolul de explozii, nu mai era joaca imprevizibila a benzilor de matase de culoarea smaraldului pe care o vazusem de pe pod. In schimb, intreg cerul deasupra noastra era ca o nebuloasa asa cum imi aminteam din pozele facute de Hubble. Gata joaca. Am admirat inca o ora cerul, dupa care am intrat in casa.</div>
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Am mai vazut o singura data aurora, dupa cateva zile, cand lui Marcian i s-a pus un strat subtire de gheata pe aparatul foto, cand valurile de aurora curgeau exact deasupra noastra ca niste spirite pierdute ale unor zei vikingi, iar ceata ne surprindea mistic din cand in cand, sa si cand ne-ar fi avertizat sa luam in serios momentul.</div>
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Ne-am imbarcat in KLM ca sa ajungem in Stockholm, dar cu mintea eram deja la destinatia noastra finala ("de abia astept ziua de luni!"), Junosuando, vreo 100 km la nord de cerul polar, despre care visam ca este o mare de zapada si de brazi argintii, care se scalda in lumina pretutindeni de apus a unui soare lenes care mai mult hiberneaza. Pana la urma, s-a dovedit a fi exact asa, dar inca nu era vremea sa vedem asta.</div>
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Am ajuns in Stockholm-ul rece cu vantul lui de gheata, casa perfecta a Craiesei Zapezii. Lacurile inghetate, gheata de pe pietonale, vantul, intunericul, nu au facut din Stockholm cel mai primitor oras, insa curiozitatea ma macina sa ies sa merg prin lapovita. Localnicii spuneau ca este un oras foarte frumos, si chiar daca nu am simit asta din prima, cand ne-am intors din nord am avut parte de niste experiente uimitoare intr-un timp foarte scurt. Asta m-a lasat cu gandul de a ma intoarce acolo, sa privesc totul cu ochi noi, cu proprii mei ochi, fara sa imi spuna nimeni care sunt cladirile care merita vazute, pe unde sa ma plimb, unde sa mananc.</div>
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Si nu am vrut sa pozez toate acele locuri pe care poti sa le vezi in carti postale. Pentru mine, Stockholm inseamna - asa cum mi-l aduc aminte acum - asfalt ud de zapada curata topita, vantul rece peste fata, aerul tare, bicicletele parcate in locuri ciudate, West End Girls, metroul si autobuzele perfect de punctuale, oamenii interesanti de toate natiile, restaurantele cochete in care priveam prin ferestrele mari, si nu in ultimul rand, in mod incredibil, filipinezi.</div>
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Ambasada Filipinelor din Stockholm se va inchide din cauza crizei financiare, statul filipinez decizand sa pastreze o singura ambasada in tarile nordice, si anume pe cea din Oslo. In urma acestui fapt, pentru cei aproximativ 13,000 de filipinezi care traiesc in Suedia va fi mult mai greu sa isi reinnoiasca vizele de munca si pasapoartele, fiind nevoiti sa mearga pana in Norvegia pentru a face asta. Din aceasta cauza, ei protestau sambata seara in fata ambasadei Filipinelor din Stockholm.</div>
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Luni, cu noaptea in cap, ne-am dus la aeroport, sub cerul norilor roz de rasarit. Aveam toate bagajele pregatite, dar nu stiam la ce sa ne asteptam. Nordul Suediei ne astepta, cu cainii husky, zapada alb-stralucitoare ca pielea lui Edward Cullen in lumina soarelui, si mai ales, cu aurora...</div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">Cu fiecare minut pe
care il petrec aici, simt ca devin din ce in ce mai idiot. Avand dovada a ceea
ce mi se intampla, inseamna ca trebuie sa fie adevarat ca gandurile si energia
unei multimi de oameni ma pot afecta. Oamenii sunt aici de doua feluri: pe de o
parte turisti care vor sa uite de lumea lor civilizata, plina de corporatii,
crize financiare, foste sotii, dezamagiri in dragoste, sau orice alt tip de
frustrari, si pe de alta parte filipinezi care incearca sa isi castige
existenta profitand de slabiciunile celor dintai. Nici unii dintre ei nu sunt
aici pentru a citi sau a scrie carti de o profunda importanta personala, sau
pentru a se gandi macar la manifestari artistice mediocre, care sa le stimuleze
creierele intr-o masura oarecum mai mare decat 9gag.com (da, cred ca 9gag este
modalitatea secoului 21 – cu alte cuvinte a secolului Idiocracy – de a raspandi
in populatia larga idei de bun simt, filosofie moderata, corectitudine sociala,
intr-un limbaj pe care aceasta l-ar intelege. Sub stratul de amuzament pe care
il poarta siteul cu scop de vaselina intelectuala, acesta ascunde niste
elemente de baza de conduita, gandire, individualism, principii si sisteme de
valori care ar trebui invatate in scoala generala, dar care probabil au scapat
generatiilor tinere concentrate pe actualizarea statusului pe Facebook in
incercarea lor de a fi acceptati si de a face parte din comunitati care li se
par lor potrivite pentru a avea o viata adolescentina fericita). </span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">Locul acesta nu are
istoria Romei sau a Istanbulului, nu are arta Vienei admirata de secole de
milioane de oameni a caror energie s-a acumulat in zonele culturale. De aceea
tot ceea ce pot folosi in acest loc – doar ceea ce as avea la dispozitie – este
probabil energia petrecerilor, a kiterilor, a diverilor – toate activitati care
consuma energie, lasand in urma reziduurile satisfactiei si dezamagirilor
personale ale fiecarei persoane implicate in acestea. As putea spera ca toti
oamenii care se aduna ca niste zombie in fiecare seara sa admire apusul, sa se
fotografieze cu soarele in spate pe White Beach in timp ce sar in sus pe plaja,
mi-ar putea da un impuls de creativitate. Dar din cate am vazut pana acum in
plimbarile pe plaja, furnicile zombie misuna prin nisip-apa-nisip-apa, Willy’s
Rock si shake-uri de fructe, si nu reusesc sa vada padurea de copaci.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">Din prima zi, am
incercat sa imi gasesc un loc in care sa ma simt confortabil, care sa ma inspire.
Acel loc ar trebui sa canalizeze anumite energii care au existat in preajma lui
de-a lungul timpului, care sa imi faciliteze procesul gandirii. Nu vreau
neaparat sa inventez cine stie ce, sa creez teorii, sa scriu opere literare.
M-as multumi pur si simplu cu ideea ca nu devin mai tampit decat eram cand am
ajuns aici. Cu toate astea, oricat m-am plimbat pe insula, de la un capat la
celalalt, nu am gasit nici un loc in care o briza rece sa imprastie praful si
sa rupa panzele de paianjen care s-au format pe rotitele zimtate din creierul
meu. Din aceasta cauza, pana ieri ma simteam destul de prost, dezamagit de
mine, de lipsa mea de adaptabilitate, de lipsa de putere de concentrare (nu
conteaza unde ma aflu, ci doar cat de mult pot sa elimin acel loc din mintea
mea). Apoi cand am intrat tangential in acest subiect cu cineva de pe insula,
aceasta a ras si mi-a spus “Did you come here to write? Don’t you know this
island has the writer’s block?”. Apoi – ca intr-o revelatie – mi-am dat seama
ca simptomele acute pe care le manifestam fac de fapt parte dintr-o emidemie
locala de idiotenie cu care nu am cum sa ma lupt (fara a trisa ingerand o
anumita cantitate de substante care mi-ar mari capacitatea creativa), si fata
de care trebuie sa accept infrangerea pentru a ma putea debloca, si a incerca
sa imi exprim idiotenia crescanda intr-un mod care face sens (adica ceea ce fac
acum). I-am multumit fetei, am ciocnit sticlele de bere si am inceput sa imi
caut detasat mintea pierduta pana acum pe plaja, sau prin Epic, Juice, Summer
Place si alte cluburi mamaiene, precum si in psudo-vamaiotele Exit si Red
Pirates, unde fara vina lor, am intrat in capcana ca Frodo la Shelob. In aceste
ultime locuri am observat ca ceea ce obtin este foarte diferit de ceea ce Vama
Veche imi ofera fara retinere: mi-am facut asadar o nota mintala ca trebuie sa
incerc sa nu uit diferenta dintre “peace of mind” si “empty mind”.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">Am incercat mult timp
pana acum sa imi dau seama de unde poate sa apara acest “writer’s block” (macar
acum am o denumire pentru ceea ce experimentez), si singura explicatie
deocamdata este ca energia pe care o genereaza oamenii de aici, atat localnici
cat si turisti, prin gandurile lor, care ar fi trebuit sa fie stimulul gandirii
mele, imi distrage atentia de la lucrurile importante, pentru ca pe insula asta
nimeni nu se gandeste la lucruri importante. Poate ca aveam asteptari diferite
de la insula; acolo unde kiter-ii nu se uita cu un aer de superioritate la
mine, sunt mii de chinezi care fac absolut orice, oriunde, la orice ora, si
filipinezi care vor sa ma plimbe cu barca sau sa imi faca masaj. Absolut nimic
nu ma inspira sa fac fotografii (altele decat cele gen “zoo”) sau sa scriu
(macar o carte postala). Accept acest lucru, si incerc sa nu ma tampesc privind
distantat insula, ca de pe barca celor de la Fisheye Divers in timp ce mergeam
sa fac o scufundare, unde dupa cateva zile chiar m-am simtit ca acasa.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">In cele din urma am
renuntat la ideea ca as putea scrie ceva (orice propozitie multumitoare), si am
decis sa ma bucur pur si simplu de experientele pe care le traiesc aici,
intr-un mod cat se poate de “carpe diem”, si cu cat de putina contemplare pot.
Am descoperit niste oameni la fel de singuri ca si mine (cred ca ne recunoastem
din multime unii pe altii), am inceput sa ma bucur de rutina zilnica, dar pana
la urma au existat trei lucruri pe care o sa nu le uit prea curand.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">In primul rand
scufundarile si oamenii de la Fisheye Divers. Din primele zile am inceput
cursurile de Open Water Diver cu ei, iar Peter – un neamt neobisnuit de calm,
relaxat si parca interiorizat – mi-a fost un instructor potrivit, cu care am
reusit sa impart niste experiente unice sub apa (cel putin pentru mine au fost
“experiente” sau “unice”). Cu fiecare scufundare invatam ceva nou despre mine,
depaseam limite despre care nici nu stiam ca le am. Nu stiam cum voi reactiona,
dar aflam pe masura ce ma adanceam mai mult (la propriu) in reciful din jurul
insulei. Totul incepea cu ritualul pregatirii echipamentului, solemn, serios,
verificand toate instrumentele si furtunurile. Punctualitatea nemteasca s-a
mulat pe a mea, si plecam pe mare pe valuri mari si mici pana la locul de
scufundare, timp in care montam echipamentul. De fiecare data cand intram in
apa aveam emotii, dar gandul ca imediat voi pluti deasupra recifului imi dadea
curaj de fiecare data. Nu sunt un bun inotator, nici nu iubesc marea ca altii,
dar experienta de scufundator este ceva diferit, este din alta categorie. Este
cel mai apropiat lucru de a zbura fara a fi intr-un aparat creat de om cu aripi
sau cu elici. Am facut tumbe, rasuciri, am stat cu capul in jos, si inotat cu
mainile impinse in fata, asa cum Superman facea cand voia sa prinda viteza cea
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ceva mai personal: am cumparat de pe iTunes albumul “Old Ideas” al lui Leonard
Cohen, lansat pe 31 ianuarie. Il ascultam la casti in timp ce ma plimbam pe
plaja, sau in timp ce stateam pe nisip si ma uitam la apus, de la un capat la
altul, de mai multe ori la rand. In acest timp ma gandeam “sunt in Boracay si
ascult pentru prima data noul album al lui Cohen”. Astea sunt niste
circumstante foarte neobisnuite, dar cred ca este mai neobisnuit sa fiu aici
decat sa ascult noul allbum, pentru ca Cohen macar lanseaza ceva o data pe
deceniu. Desi daca ma gandesc, de fiecare data ma astept ca acesta sa fie ultimul
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duminica am fost la o petrecere pe care David, un distins domn de culoare, cu
rasta, ochelari de soare si o atitudine eliberata de grijile lumesti a
organizat-o in onoarea unei familii de prieteni care a venit in Boracay din
Taiwan. A fost dificil sa ajungem la casa lui, dar cand am trecut de poarta, am
vazut o gradina cu copaci care faceau caldura suportabila, iar dupa aceasta
gradina, casa alba cu 2 etaje se deschidea spre o curta interoara cu un sopron
si cu o priveliste uimitoare de pe stancile de vreo 10 metri, spre insula Malay
(“the mainland”) si spre inca vreo trei insulite mai mici, pe care puteam vedea
niste casute de vacanta din bambus. Odata cu noi au ajuns si alti invitati,
care adusesera branzeturi si vinuri din diverse parti ale lumii. Au pus un CD
cu jazz cantat de un tip pe strazile din Brisbane, pe care il primise cadou
unul dintre invitati, Marlon. Am discutat despre jazz, despre bossa nova, am
mancat branzeturi cu muschi afumat, si am baut vin din Chile, Australia si
Italia. Unii au intrat in mare si au facut snorkeling, altii pur si simplu
vorbeau despre orice, conversatii placute pentru o duminica dupa amiaza
calduroasa dar suportabila datorita brizei racoroase de pe stanci. Pe la ora 5 a venit formatia locala, Island
Rhythm Force, care si-au instalat bongo-urile de diverse marimi, si au inceput
sa ne tina o reprezentatie speciala, la malul marii, in apus. Lumina devenea
din ce in ce mai calda, in timp ce muzica tribala canta parca ritualul apusului
pe care il traiam.</span></span></div>
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invitati pe terasa casei, unde David ne-a vorbit despre cum i-a cunoscut pe
prietenii lui taiwanezi si ce a inseamnat pentru el vizita in Taiwan.
Carismatic, cu o dictie de profesor, David a vorbit liber vreo 15 minute, timp
in care cu totii eram parca hotarati sa vizitam si noi aceasta tara (sa fi fost
totul o strategie de marketing, ma intreba Marius). Am plecat printre primii,
spre Exit, dar memoria dupa amiezei in acel loc de vis o sa o pastrez multa
vreme.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">Dar pe insula sunt
prea multi chinezi, prea multi bisnitari, prea multe restaurante in care
mancarea sau serviciile nu sunt atat de bune comparativ cu asteptarile pe care
mi le facusem in functie de cum arata minunata plaja cu nisip alb, apa azurie
si palmieri umbrosi. M-am plimbat mult pe plaja, pe aleea de nisip care leaga
un capat de celalalt al plajei albe, cateodata cu castile in urechi pentru a
incerca sa evit bisnitarii, iar alteori pur si simplu incercand sa simt
spiritul locului prin zgomotele locale. Dar, spre deosebite de experienta pe
care am avut-o la Istanbul, unde toate simturile imi erau activate la maxim pe
stradutele pe care le colindam de la o moschee la alta, de la hotel la bazar,
de la podul la turnul Galata, unde simteam ca oamenii traiesc cu un scop, au o
viata sau duc o lupta, unde mirodeniile si mancarurile ma faceau sa intorc
capul la fiecare colt de strada, spre deosebire de aceste experiente, in
Boracay, viata pare ca sta pe loc. Este ca un put cu apa statuta, in care
aceeasi oameni fac aceleasi lucruri pentru ca nu au altceva de facut. Si toti
acesti oameni par niste pesti intr-un acvariu la care se uita curiosi o multime
de extraterestrii, incercand sa gaseasca raspunsul la intrebarea
existentialista “de ce?”. Cliseele sunt la nivel de traditie, alti si alti
turisti vin in acelasi loc si fac acelasi lucru in fiecare zi. Unii dintre sunt
pacaliti sa ia plimbarea cu barca cu panze la apus (da, am fost si eu curios,
si am cazut in capcana care spune ca “nu pot sa stau atata pe insula asta fara
sa ma plimb si eu cu barca”), care este inutila si plictisitoare si pentru care
pretul este exagerat de mare chiar si dupa negocierile cu barcagii, iar daca
reusesc sa nu intre in aceasta capcana, atunci isi prind singuri degetele in
mirajele de fericire ale teraselor cu trupe de cover-uri, luminite romantice,
happy hour, si asa mai departe.</span></span></div>
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">Oamenii nu par sa aiba
viziunea sa isi doreasca o viata cu sens, nici indrazneala sa isi spuna ca nu
sunt fericiti acolo, si ca isi doresc de fapt sa plece. Sau poate doar eu simt
asta. Pe localnici ii inteleg, dar strainii care sunt stabiliti acolo, au facut
aceasta alegere cu buna stiinta. Un roman era stabilit acolo pentru ca facuse
nu-stiu-ce frauda si fugise din tara, stiind ca politica din Filipine este sa
nu extradeze criminalii. Si pe el si pe ceilalti asemenea lui ii inteleg. Iar
ceilalti, poate ca au vrut sa scape de civilizatia occidentala decadenta, au
vrut sa aiba o viata mai simpla, sa se intoarca la natura, la placerile primare
ale umanitatii, poate au vrut sa fie cald tot timpul, sa faca kite boarding sau
scufundari. Dar de ce? In ce scop? Unde voiau sa ajunga de atunci inainte? Mie
nu mi se pare ca insula inseamna intoarcerea la natura; poate daca nu ar fi
existat cluburile, alcoolul si sexul. Dar chiar si atunci, aceasta escapada catre
o viata mai simpla, in natura, ar trebui sa fie doar un mijloc pentru a realiza
altceva, deoarece eu personal nu inteleg cum cineva poate sa faca din asta un
scop in sine. Kiterii sunt altfel. Este ca si cum eu as lucra pentru NGC
intr-un loc foarte indepartat. Daca esti kiter si vii aici o luna trebuie sa
fie o vacanta de vis. Daca esti scufundator, la fel. </span></span></div>
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celebra, se pare, deoarece este principalul punct de atractie si una dintre
cele mai frumoase plaje din lume, conform Lonely Planet, Trip Advisor si altele
similare. Intreg ansamblul cu apa azurie, clara, nisipul deschis la culoare
(sincer, nu e chiar alb, dar se aproprie asa cum un tricou alb care a fost
spalat de prea multe ori nu mai este alb), palmierii si sezlongurile de la
umbra lor, creeaza imaginea pe care omenirea se pare ca si-a insusit-o ca fiind
definitorie pentru paradis. De fapt, paradisul este ceva relativ pentru fiecare
persoana in parte, si astfel cred ca este o exagerare sa spui ca locul acesta,
facand abstractie de la elementele negative, este un paradis general acceptat.
In fine, are si marketingul rolul lui, ceea ce este foarte bine daca nu cumva
suntem niste turisti care ne hranim cu tot ce ni se spune in prezentarile
agentiilor de turism si siteurilor de review turistice, si incapabili de a ne
forma o parere proprie si neinfluentata a locurilor in care mergem. Din pacate,
cred ca asa sunt majoritatea turistilor chinezi, coreeni, rusi etc. de pe
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<span style="font-size: small;"><span lang="EN-US">Pe white beach (daca
traduc “plaja alba” nu va suna la fel de bine) cele mai semnificative lucruri
se intampla la apus, moment in care dam peste apogeul kitschurilor turistice
ale acestui paradis. Sute, mii de oameni ies pe plaja ca sa vada apusul, ceea
ce ar fi foarte frumos. Am facut-o si eu de multe ori: intrand de pe straduta
pietonala ingusta, pe strada de pe plaja, mai sunt doar palmierii ce ma despart
de plaja. Inaintez spre mare, patrund printre palmieri sau printre mesele de la
terase si restaurante, ma feresc de bisnitari, si in sfarsit spatiul se
deschide enorm in fata mea, orice sentiment de sufocare dispare, si raman doar
eu (sau asa mi se pare in acele prime momente) fata in fata cu marea, soarele,
si nisipul alb-spalat. Impresia este ca pe plaja pot sa incapa acele mii de
oameni fara sa se simta aglomeratia. Aer este pentru toti, spatiu de intins
prosopul, de aruncat friesbie-ul este pentru toti. Loc de poza cu soarele este
pentru toti, doar soarele nu se ascunde in spatele vreunui chinez cu 5D Mark II
cu 24-105mm care trage cadru dupa cadru ca sa nu piarda momentul in care barca
cu panze trece chiar fix prin dreptul soarelui portocaliu.</span></span></div>
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fac un pelerinaj scurt pe white beach si printre activitatile lor preferate trebuie
sa se si pozeze cu soarele in spate (oare cum isi fac expunerea ca sa se vada
bine si soarele si personajele?), in timp ce “tin” soarele in mana, arata
litera V cu mana sau sar (neaparat poza se repeta pana cand “instantaneul”
prins este atat estetic cat cat si suficient de mult in aer).</span></span></div>
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interesant la acesti oameni este ca toti sunt mai fericiti decat, stiu eu,
dimineata pe plaja, sau la pranz pe plaja. Presupun ca acea lumina de apus
placuta ii face fericiti, si asta se vede si pe fetele lor, si am incercat sa o
prind si eu in poze. Sunt mai relaxati, mai bine dispusi, mai contamplativi,
deci mai artisti, se gandesc la sensul vietii, si mai ales nu pare sa ii
deranjeze prezenta mea si a aparatului meu foto. Asadar am mers deseori la apus
cu aparatul foto dupa mine pe plaja, sa incerc sa surprind ceea ce se intampla,
dar in special oamenii care isi petrec timpul astfel acolo. </span></span></div>
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Marti. Ora 6 dimineata. Lumina zilei de abia incepe sa isi faca simtita prezenta. Echipa de "dragon boat" iese la antrenament. Este singura perioada a zilei in care au timp, in care marea e linistita, si nu ii derajneaza nimeni. Nimeni, in afara de mine!</div>
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Lyn mi-a spus de ei. M-am trezit la 5 jumate si am ajuns pe plaja la 6 fara zece. Marea era retrasa mult de tot; fata de cum imi aduceam aminte ca este in timpul zilei, mai puteam sa merg vreo 50 de metri inspre larg. Ei s-au dus chiar acolo, unde valurile mici intalnesc nisipul la ora aceea, si au inceput sa se incalzeasca. Radeau si glumeau. Se vedea ca fac ceea ce fac de placere. Barca era lunga, de vreo 15 metri, iar vaselele foarte scurte. Erau asezati in 10 randuri de cate doi, plus un carmaci in spate.</div>
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Au impins barca in mare, s-au invartit putin prin zona plajei, apoi au disparut rapid dincolo de raza mea vizuala, fara sa am cum sa ii pot ajunge. Totusi dimineata, odata cu soarele nou, se intampla lucruri pe care nu le vezi oricand. Da, pot sa spun ca la ora 6 dimineata, plaja arata ca o alta lume.</div>
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Am plecat de pe plaja, am intrat la Zuzuni, si mi-am luat o omleta. Era deja ora 7, ziua incepea sa isi arate culorile, iar eu puteam la fel de bine sa mananc sau nu acum. Insa voiam sa mai dorm cateva ore, iar dupa aceea stiu ca nu as mai fi avut rabdare sa mananc.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Dupa jumatate de ora, am iesit din restaurant, si cand am ridicat ochii spre plaja, deja lumea rasaritului lasase loc lumii reale din fiecare zi. Oamenii iesisera sa alerge, sa se plimbe, sa isi aseze prosoapele pe sezlonguri, sau sa manance.</span>Unknownnoreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3317635053094442752.post-57013864416294533022012-02-06T17:54:00.002+02:002012-02-06T17:54:31.912+02:00Povesti cu asiatici<div style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">
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"Romania, the capital is at Bucharest, neighbourghs are Moldova, Ukraine, Bulgaria... The last president is... Ki.... Ki... Ki-cescu?"</div>
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"Ceausescu?" o intreb eu</div>
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"Yes, yes, Ceausescu"</div>
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Am ramas blocat cateva secunde... ce invata chinezii la scoala... I-am explicat ca pana in 1989, a fost Ceausescu presedinte. Apoi ma mai intreaba daca moneda este Euro, si ii spun ca nu inca. Imi spune ca sotul ei e foarte pasionat de istorie si geografie, si ca i-ar placea sa stie mai multe de la mine, dar ca nu vorbeste engleza.</div>
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Ii intreb apoi "Did you hear about the earthquake? There is a tsunami warning." Tipa se uita lung la mine si ma intreaba (de cateva ori, pana am inteles ce vroia sa zica): "Are these watersports? What other sports did you do here?" </div>
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Iar am ramas blocat.</div>
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Lyn and I discussed a week ago that we should take some photos. It's taken us some time to meet up to actually do this, but in the end, we took a trike to the south part of White Beach to this deserted resort (apparently the owner died during kite surfing, when he crashed in his own resort on the beach). Lyn showed me around that part of the beach and we took some shots in a couple of locations. Beautiful as always, she bathed in the sunlight, relaxed and inquisitive at the same time towards my intrusive presence.</div>
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The warm sun was setting with a colourful show, and we started to walk on the beach, talking this and that. She kept texting her friend and also something work related, but that didn't bother us. We kept walking, whilst the sail boats danced for the sun one more time.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Dupa ce am plecat de acolo, am vrut sa vad daca Red Pirates a fost o chestie de o noapte sau fantasticul se pastreaza si alta data. Cand am ajuns nu canta nimeni, dar daca tot am ajuns pana in partea cealalta a insulei, mi-am zis ca pot sa raman sa beau o bere si apoi sa ma intorc. A luat un San Mig Light, m-am asezat pe o bancuta, si ca sa treaca timpul, am scos din rucsac "What I Talk About When I Talk About Running" (Haruki Murakami) pe care o cumparasem din aeroportul din Istanbul (dar asta e alta poveste!). Dupa cateva minute, tipul care canta cu 2 seri inainte si-a facut aparitia, si-a luat chitara si a inceput sa cante... Tineam cartea in maini si nu imi venea sa cred ce acorduri a inceput sa cante. Era Norwegian Wood a celor de la Beatles. De ce era asta asa de extraordinar? Magia continua. </span><br />
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Un kite boarder a iesit ca sa se dea, profitand de faptul ca macar la ora asta avea toata plaja pentru el, fara sa riste sa se incurce sau sa se loveasca de alti kiteri. Il vedeam exact ca pe cainii de pe plaja, bucurandu-se de noua zi, invartindu-se de colo pana colo, sarind spre soare.</div>
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<span style="font-family: "Trebuchet MS",sans-serif;">Am plecat dupa ce soarele s-a incalzit, am lasat aparatul foto in camera si inceput sa fac pasi spre White Beach ca sa fac o baie, pana cand soarele nu devine prea puternic. Era doar inceputul unei zile noi, si multe lucruri asteptau sa le descopar.</span><br />
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Acum putin peste doi ani, fotografiam un porumbel infrigurat la fereastra. Astazi au venit alti cativa, la fel de infrigurati, semne clare ale iernii care se apropie. Da, se apropie, pentru ca inca nu a venit; probabil va incepe in curand, si se va sfarsi in aprilie. Tot ce imi doresc este ca ninsoarea sa nu inceapa inca o saptamana si o zi de acum inainte.</div>
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Puteti vedea porumbelul originar <a href="http://ochiideschisi.blogspot.com/2009/12/vine-iarna.html"><b>aici</b></a>.</div>
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Bine spunea Ufo <b><a href="http://badorgood.com/articole/tot-despre-proiect-126/1" target="_blank">aici</a></b>: "<span lang="RO">Fiecare dintre noi e înconjurat de zeci de
subiecte geniale, trebuie doar să fii deschis, să lași ideile să vină la
tine. La provocarea prietenului meu Voicu am dezvoltat teoria conform
căreia în fiecare dimineață pe drumul dintre pat și budă te așteaptă
zece posibile subiecte care-ți fac cu mîna, dar tu ești prea somnoros ca
să le observi.</span>"</div>
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