<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558</id><updated>2011-09-25T20:59:33.429+02:00</updated><title type='text'>SAVA: The points of view of a Catalan Girl</title><subtitle type='html'>(Not for being Catalan, just for being Girl)</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>31</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-3995725096096642443</id><published>2009-09-27T20:53:00.003+02:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T20:56:57.136+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Commitment with this blog? Not at all!</title><content type='html'>I don’t know what it’s supposed that I want to do. Certainly after 3 years and almost 9 months without writing a post, it’s quite difficult to assure that I will restart with this commitment with myself. I am not willing to accept this challenge, but I will try to not deceipt myself, so I "only" will accept the challenge to write as soon as I can... And this does it mean something?? Of course, not!! Who knows? Probably, the next post will not be able after 4 years more.... So, we will wait and see...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since last post (3 years and 9 months is really a lot of time) lots of things had happened. My life has changed quite a bit: personal, professional,... everything in a positive way, but it’s not a stuff for the post, I am just situating no other one than myself.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I feel quite collapsed to explain anything about myself and my life in general, it’s like I don’t feel comfortable telling what I do, what I think in this PC-web-blog-sheet... I lost this ability, and what it is worst, do it in English!! What a nightmare!! I feel like words doesn’t appear in my brain. I have to do a big effort!! Aght!! That was supposed that I didn't want to do!! I’m inside a loop.... Mmmm, let’s concetrate myself... Now, I can decide by myself, and only by myself, and because I want and nobody is forcing me to do.... I will put now The End to this bloody post!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUBIlu9hbUU/Sr-0uN6kA0I/AAAAAAAAEPk/6RrLftxavsc/s1600-h/confusion2.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" iq="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUBIlu9hbUU/Sr-0uN6kA0I/AAAAAAAAEPk/6RrLftxavsc/s320/confusion2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-3995725096096642443?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/3995725096096642443/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=3995725096096642443' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/3995725096096642443'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/3995725096096642443'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2009/09/commitment-with-this-blog-not-at-all.html' title='Commitment with this blog? Not at all!'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_fUBIlu9hbUU/Sr-0uN6kA0I/AAAAAAAAEPk/6RrLftxavsc/s72-c/confusion2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113674337642509657</id><published>2006-01-07T18:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-08T19:02:56.436+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Gospel de Reis"</title><content type='html'>Going to listen to Gospel at the Casino L'Aliança Poblenou.... it's certainly a different way to spend a Saturday Night...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/gospel22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/gospel22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/alian%3F%3Fa11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113674337642509657?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113674337642509657/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113674337642509657' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113674337642509657'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113674337642509657'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2006/01/gospel-de-reis.html' title='&quot;Gospel de Reis&quot;'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113613424386641773</id><published>2006-01-01T17:41:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2006-01-01T17:50:43.880+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tenim un problema!"</title><content type='html'>"We have got a problem!", this is the title of the performance which I have started the New Year 2006 in the Villarroel Theater.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/villarroel11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.villarroelteatre.com/"&gt;Teatre Villarroel&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Certainly, it's strongly warm, starting the year going to the theater.... I prefer above all this way before "macroparties" or any other kind of this events where you "MUST ENJOY".... In the teatre, I REALLY did. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/problema11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113613424386641773?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113613424386641773/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113613424386641773' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113613424386641773'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113613424386641773'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2006/01/tenim-un-problema.html' title='&quot;Tenim un problema!&quot;'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113596894226763982</id><published>2005-12-30T19:45:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:51:07.330+01:00</updated><title type='text'>My best wishes....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;.... to this New Year 2006: &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;Be happy&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;.... but worry if it's necessary :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;("Don't worry, be happy"... it isn't always the best solution)&lt;/em&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/serfeli%3F%3F3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113596894226763982?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113596894226763982/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113596894226763982' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113596894226763982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113596894226763982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/12/my-best-wishes.html' title='My best wishes....'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113598437412308664</id><published>2005-12-28T00:08:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T00:12:54.123+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Please vs U2</title><content type='html'>If you like U2, you must go to &lt;a href="http://www.lesnitsdelart.net/WEB/index2.html"&gt;ZAC Club - Les Nits de l'Art&lt;/a&gt; during this month to listen to Please that will do &lt;em&gt;a really good imitation of the inimitable&lt;/em&gt; U2.... what?? Well, let's listen to them... and I wait for your opinion...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/please11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113598437412308664?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113598437412308664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113598437412308664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113598437412308664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113598437412308664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/12/please-vs-u2.html' title='Please vs U2'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113598384925499566</id><published>2005-12-26T23:58:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-31T18:09:32.976+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Venuts"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/teatreneu22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/teatreneu22.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.teatreneu.com/"&gt;Teatreneu&lt;/a&gt; &lt;p align="left"&gt;Let's go to the theatre on the 26th December 2005... "Venuts" in "Sala Xavier Fabregas" of Teatreneu theater is a good option!&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/venuts11.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113598384925499566?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113598384925499566/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113598384925499566' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113598384925499566'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113598384925499566'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/12/venuts.html' title='&quot;Venuts&quot;'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113598282151682377</id><published>2005-12-23T23:32:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:47:40.133+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Irene"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/cartell11.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/cartell11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/cecile22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/cecile22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A nice french film without pretensions... and with a charming actress: &lt;a href="http://cecile.defrance.online.fr/"&gt;Cecile de France&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Another "Bridget Jones"... which is going to be the next film about an alone and lonely 30th years old girl?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113598282151682377?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113598282151682377/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113598282151682377' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113598282151682377'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113598282151682377'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/12/irene.html' title='&quot;Irene&quot;'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113597149350724164</id><published>2005-12-17T20:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T20:39:10.093+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cafè Teatre Llantiol</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/llantiolTEXT.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/llantiolTEXT.jpg" border="0" /&gt; &lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.llantiol.com"&gt;Cafè Teatre Llantiol &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;Riereta 7, Barcelona &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/portada11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113597149350724164?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113597149350724164/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113597149350724164' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113597149350724164'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113597149350724164'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/12/caf-teatre-llantiol.html' title='Cafè Teatre Llantiol'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113597966815905491</id><published>2005-12-10T22:46:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T22:54:28.170+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"Tian bian yi duo yun"</title><content type='html'>Or.... "&lt;a href="http://www.laurenfilm.es/saborsandia/main.html"&gt;El sabor de la Sandia&lt;/a&gt;"... or "The Wayward Cloud".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.laurenfilm.es/saborsandia/main.html"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/sandia33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I didn't enjoy this film at all, but well, this is what I have seen today ....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/sandia44.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/sandia44.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/sandia22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/sandia22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;"The drought in Taiwan is so severe that the population is advised to use watermelon juice instead of water. She survives by stealing water from public toilets. He tries to refresh himself by climbing onto rooftops at night and bathing in rainwater tanks. Lonely, thirsty, exhausted by the heat and desire, they meet to lose themselves even better in torrid passion and the taste of watermelon."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113597966815905491?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113597966815905491/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113597966815905491' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113597966815905491'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113597966815905491'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/12/tian-bian-yi-duo-yun.html' title='&quot;Tian bian yi duo yun&quot;'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113598126319202206</id><published>2005-12-03T23:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-30T23:22:32.590+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"El método"</title><content type='html'>I have enjoyed the film, and I can say that I'm not able to discuss about what I prefer... the film or the performance that has been taking place in Barcelona... both of them are really well interpreted!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Just going to the cinema and to the teatre and compare for yourself! They are not going to disappoint you!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/cartell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/cartell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Titulo Original ................... El método Grönholm&lt;br /&gt;Año .................................... 2005&lt;br /&gt;Duración ........................... 115 minutos&lt;br /&gt;País ................................... Argentina-España&lt;br /&gt;Género ............................ Drama&lt;br /&gt;Fotografía ....................... Alfredo Mayo&lt;br /&gt;Guión .............................. Marcelo Piñeyro, Mateo Gil&lt;br /&gt;Director .......................... Marcelo Piñeyro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Intérpretes: &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/noriega22.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/noriega22.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jordi Galcerán&lt;br /&gt;Carmelo Gómez&lt;br /&gt;Eduardo Noriega&lt;br /&gt;Eduard Fernández&lt;br /&gt;Natalia Verbeke&lt;br /&gt;Najwa Nimri&lt;br /&gt;Ernesto Alterio&lt;br /&gt;Adriana Ozores&lt;br /&gt;Pablo Echarri&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113598126319202206?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113598126319202206/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113598126319202206' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113598126319202206'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113598126319202206'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/12/el-mtodo.html' title='&quot;El método&quot;'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113588846852173954</id><published>2005-11-25T21:30:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-12-29T21:44:39.063+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Dinner 25th November 2005</title><content type='html'>"The Dinner" afther that Pilar Festival... only a member was missing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/Dinner.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113588846852173954?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113588846852173954/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113588846852173954' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113588846852173954'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113588846852173954'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/11/dinner-25th-november-2005.html' title='Dinner 25th November 2005'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113113201967048383</id><published>2005-11-04T20:15:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T20:20:19.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Halloween "a la catalana"</title><content type='html'>The "Catalan Halloween" with the roller-mates...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/Foto%20Cast_4%202005.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/PICT1321.0.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/PICT1321.0.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113113201967048383?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113113201967048383/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113113201967048383' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113113201967048383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113113201967048383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/11/halloween-la-catalana.html' title='Halloween &quot;a la catalana&quot;'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113085106101064837</id><published>2005-11-01T14:14:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2005-11-04T20:15:31.986+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating around Salou &amp; Cambrils...</title><content type='html'>In some place I read...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/pict59665ft.jpeg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;p align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;"THINK LESS, SKATE MORE"&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/saloufar10.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113085106101064837?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113085106101064837/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113085106101064837' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113085106101064837'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113085106101064837'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/11/skating-around-salou-cambrils.html' title='Skating around Salou &amp; Cambrils...'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113044961641301658</id><published>2005-10-27T23:38:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-27T23:46:56.426+02:00</updated><title type='text'>St. George's rescue of Princess Elisava</title><content type='html'>"In this icon the artist turned to the type of subject most popular in the Ukraine, which includes an episode of St. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/princesaelisava111.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/princesaelisava111.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;George's rescue of Princess Elisava from a ravenous dragon. Such was the subject in folklore: "There were pagan people who did not believe in God, but in Smok, a ferocious Dragon with flame blazing from its mouth and sparks flashing from its eyes. They sacrificed to Smok a man every hour. Then came the time for the czar either to come himself, or to give it his daughter. And so St. Yura came on a white horse and carrying a spear. He struck Smok between the eyes, slaying him forever. This is written to the whole world, sent to all people, to read and to write, St. George to glorify."&lt;br /&gt;Unlike other icons on this subject, the artist solved the problem of composition in an original way: here the spear with which the saint slays the dragon is leveled by an angel which has appeared from the sky (in other icons an angel crowns St. George), and the horse's hooves trample the dragon while Princess Elisava, full of gratitude, kneels before the victor. The background of the icon against which the event is developing is also unusual: it presents a Gothic castle with its unique decorations, like pinnacles, weather-vanes, and gears to raise a drawbridge; even guards are represented as two knights with spears. A crowd of witnesses is on the tower, including Elisava's parents with crowns on their heads.&lt;br /&gt;Despite a certain Gothic influence evident also in definite stylistic devices like the sharply broken folds of St. George's red cloak, the icon bears traditional features of Ukrainian art: decorative flatness and obligatory conventionality, due to which the life of a saint was never identified with the life of a common man."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.ugcc.org.ua/Gallery/Room3.html"&gt;http://www.ugcc.org.ua/Gallery/Room3.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113044961641301658?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113044961641301658/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113044961641301658' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113044961641301658'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113044961641301658'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/st-georges-rescue-of-princess-elisava.html' title='St. George&apos;s rescue of Princess Elisava'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113027260912092533</id><published>2005-10-25T22:31:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-25T22:36:49.126+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Front &amp; Back - Tarragona inline online! (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/PICT1267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/PICT1267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/tarragona1000.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/tarragona9991.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/tarragona999.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/tarragona999.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113027260912092533?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113027260912092533/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113027260912092533' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113027260912092533'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113027260912092533'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/front-back-tarragona-inline-online-3.html' title='Front &amp; Back - Tarragona inline online! (3)'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-113018564432740672</id><published>2005-10-24T22:13:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-24T22:27:24.333+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarragona inline online! (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/retalltarragona1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/retalltarragona.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/tarragona0072.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/tarragona007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/tarragona002.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/tarragona002.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/tarragona001.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/tarragona001.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/tarragona0081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/tarragona008.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-113018564432740672?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/113018564432740672/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=113018564432740672' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113018564432740672'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/113018564432740672'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/tarragona-inline-online-2.html' title='Tarragona inline online! (2)'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112958540717964486</id><published>2005-10-17T23:39:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T23:43:27.186+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Tarragona inline online!</title><content type='html'>Two pictures of yesterday skating around Tarragona. They are related with the post "&lt;em&gt;Skating... in Tarragona!&lt;/em&gt;". &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/tarragona11.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/tarragona33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112958540717964486?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112958540717964486/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112958540717964486' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112958540717964486'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112958540717964486'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/tarragona-inline-online.html' title='Tarragona inline online!'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112958150137246465</id><published>2005-10-17T22:20:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-17T22:38:21.380+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Paris inline online!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/Foto%20098%20Julieta.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="229" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/Foto%20098%20Julieta.jpg" width="189" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;These are some pictures of that wonderful weekend...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For more information look at the post called &lt;em&gt;"A weekend in Paris... skating!"&lt;/em&gt; that was posted on the 25th September 2005...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/Foto%20036%20Pl%20de%20la%20Bastille.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/Foto%20036%20Pl%20de%20la%20Bastille.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/Foto%20171.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/Foto%20171.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/Foto%20061%20Police%20in%20Line.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/Foto%20061%20Police%20in%20Line.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/Foto%20058%20Alrededores%20Hotel%20de%20Ville.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/Foto%20058%20Alrededores%20Hotel%20de%20Ville.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112958150137246465?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112958150137246465/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112958150137246465' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112958150137246465'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112958150137246465'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/paris-inline-online.html' title='Paris inline online!!'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112949406419170215</id><published>2005-10-16T22:07:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-16T22:27:45.093+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating.... in Tarragona!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/port%20tarragona1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/port%20tarragona1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Woooww ..... it has been fantastic!! Which is going to be the next tour??&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;In a forthnight it's going to take place a Pineda-Salou-Cambrils skating-in-line tour!! Sooner, I will explain you about it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Today, the people who showed us Tarragona city were from &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/tarracopatina11.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 191px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 187px" height="236" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/tarracopatina11.JPG" width="224" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;TARRACOPATINA Association... and this is their web. Visit it and contact them if you are interested in an alternative way of visiting this wonderful Tarraco!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.tarracopatina.net/"&gt;http://www.tarracopatina.net/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112949406419170215?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112949406419170215/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112949406419170215' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112949406419170215'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112949406419170215'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/skating-in-tarragona.html' title='Skating.... in Tarragona!'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112924021937111602</id><published>2005-10-13T23:30:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-14T19:54:30.100+02:00</updated><title type='text'>"Elisava me fecit"</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/elisava1.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/elisava2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/elisava2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/elisava3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/elisava.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I would like to attach a part of an interesting &lt;a href="http://www.novumnet.de/0105/uk/1000000010/inhalt.php"&gt;article&lt;/a&gt; about the Elisava School of Design that I've found on the net:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"The school’s education philosophy is based on an understanding of design as part of our cultural heritage and as something that should make a contribution to society. As a mediator between economic logic and the needs of society. Elisava was founded in 1961 by the educationalist Maria Rosa Farré and prominent Catalans in arts and culture. Four years later it became a teaching college in the Universitat Pompeu Fabra (UPF). The origin of its name is interesting: "&lt;strong&gt;Elisava me fecit&lt;/strong&gt;" is the embroidered motto on a 12th-century banner s&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/elisava12.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/elisava12.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;howing Saint Ot, which can still be seen in the textile museum in Barcelona. For the first time a woman artist made sure her name went down in history. As a symbol for tradition and progress, her conceptual support is certainly a good omen for the new generations of creatives coming out of the college." &lt;a href="http://www.elisava.es/elisava/fla_cat/base/base.asp"&gt;http://www.elisava.es/elisava/fla_cat/base/base.asp&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.novumnet.de/0105/uk/1000000010/inhalt.php"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/pompeu.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/pompeu.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I take advantage to tell you that I went to study to UPF.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.upf.es/"&gt;http://www.upf.es/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112924021937111602?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112924021937111602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112924021937111602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112924021937111602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112924021937111602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/elisava-me-fecit.html' title='&quot;Elisava me fecit&quot;'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112915508662174296</id><published>2005-10-13T00:04:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-12-11T20:07:55.700+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pilar Festival 2005</title><content type='html'>&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/pilar11.jpg" border="0" /&gt; Life is full of opportunities... you just have to take some of them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;An ex-work-mate told me that he would go to Zaragoza when they were celebrating the Pilar Festival... So, last wekend a group of eight were to Zaragoza... Some were from the previous work ... and the others, “friends of friends”... The great thing was that now that I’m not in that place where I worked I had the opportunity to know all of them in other environment!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/DSCN3203.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And... woooow... a really different one!! An alcoholic environment where everybody was in high spirits... and where the best friends were Beer, Rum &amp; Sangria... !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, we didn’t go to any concert, almost we didn’t realize that we were in Zgz, but at least, we enjoied and disconnected... and that was the mere purpose!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, I have a friend in Zgz, so I know this city quite well...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/saragossa33.jpg" border="0" /&gt;I really recommend you to visit under a temperate sun... although the effects under the drunk moon are quite pleasant too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.zaragoza.es/"&gt;http://www.zaragoza.es/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112915508662174296?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112915508662174296/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112915508662174296' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112915508662174296'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112915508662174296'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/pilar-festival-2005.html' title='Pilar Festival 2005'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112863470540473987</id><published>2005-10-06T23:35:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-10-06T23:56:13.250+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A Chill Out Moment...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/lluna21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/lluna2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; It’s a period of time that usually becomes when you have taken your dinner and you are relaxing after an intense day at work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It’s not difficult to take it, but you have to find time to dedicate some minutes in your full timetable...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Although it seems surprisingly easy... it isn’t. Relax isn’t a word that we recognize... Or at least, I'm speaking under my point of view.... But today and now... I need this moment... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/cafe%20del%20mar1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/cafe%20del%20mar.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Not going out, not working, not studying, not watching TV, not thinking, not talking, not reading, not writing (I’m going to finish this post very soon )...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/espelma31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/espelma3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, I am going to listen to music... - it’s the only activity permitted that in fact it helps to reach this “state” -... of course, not any type of music... what it works with me is Chill Out... today it’s going to be Café del Mar, being more precise “the 25th Anniversary Café del Mar”... I will light a candle and an indian “Nag Champa” incense (the best one that I’ve able to&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/incens1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/incens1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; find).... I will close all the other lights and my eyes... And now, I’m going to lay myself down on the sofa... and practise this abandoned but needed "chill out moment"... I don’t know if this is Nirvana, but it’s a Sava’s approximation...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.cafedelmarmusic.com/"&gt;http://www.cafedelmarmusic.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112863470540473987?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112863470540473987/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112863470540473987' title='3 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112863470540473987'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112863470540473987'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/10/chill-out-moment.html' title='A Chill Out Moment...'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112767559993094665</id><published>2005-09-25T21:00:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-25T21:41:49.496+02:00</updated><title type='text'>A weekend in Paris.... skating!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/eiffelskate22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/eiffelskate2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Last year, some skate-mates went to Paris to skate inline around the "City of Light", unfortunately I couldn’t go, but I know that This, I had to do... And the opportunity arrived, this year any excuse was accepted for not going to&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/parisvintage22.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/parisvintage21.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, taking advantage of Mercè festivity (24th September).... In a way that we have a long weekend, a group of seventeen skaters from Barcelona flied on Friday morning to Paris and have spent almost 48 hours over our rollers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The effort of getting up on 4:30 am on Friday morning, arrive at 11 am at the hotel and put your rollers and lost yourself over Paris streets has its reward.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Almost any place that you want to arrive is able to do with your rollers. The accessibility to nearly everywhere I dare to say that is perfect. You only need to take a map and enjoy your ride.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/pariroller21.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/pariroller2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;But, above anything else... don’t miss the "Friday Night’s Rollerskate Ride in Paris"... I don’t have words to explain it... It’s just spectacular!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The meeting point is every Friday at 10 pm in Montparnasse. It’s about 3 hours... Non stops, with a vivid speed, riding in the middle of the streets, these are cut by the police... and the staff/stoppers look for the ride and the skaters. An ambulance is following the march just in case had to do an unluckily intervention.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This cannot be compare with any of the routes that are taking place in Barcelona... I have to recognise... It’s sheer envy! But I know, that this ride will not be the last one... I will repeat it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Take a glance to the web of the organizers and to the route of this last Friday 23rd September 2005... And book a day on your diary to do it... This experience is worthy to be lived!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.pari-roller.com/"&gt;http://www.pari-roller.com/&lt;/a&gt; &lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/mapa2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112767559993094665?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112767559993094665/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112767559993094665' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112767559993094665'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112767559993094665'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/09/weekend-in-paris-skating.html' title='A weekend in Paris.... skating!'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112638427414133664</id><published>2005-09-10T22:18:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-10T22:42:10.723+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Marian Keyes vs Jane Austen</title><content type='html'>I have just read “The other side of the story” by Marian Keyes. I haven’t got the idea of writing about the books that I read, but getting the idea of what my Mum is doing about her readings, I will try to do more or less the same. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/the%20other%20story.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/the%20other%20story.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, you will check that the list along the year is not going to be very vast, because I don’t read so much as she does. Nevertheless I don’t pretend to excuse me about it, it’s as simple as I like to do lots of outdoor activities and certainly that’s not arranged with being a “mouse of a library” (a Catalan expression that defines someone who likes read and study above all)... aaaghh I’m just excusing myself, that’s not fair! Let’s change the topic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/marian%20keyes.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/400/marian%20keyes.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I discovered Marian Keyes with “Lucy Sullivan is getting married” (“Lucy Sullivan se casa”), and after this one, I read “Sushi for Beginners” (“Sushi para principiantes”), “Angels” (“Maggie ve la luz”) and now it has been the turn to “The other side of the story”. This last one, I have had the courage to read it in English. And, of course, I have probably missed some details, but I have got the general idea, and I have enjoyied it as well as the other ones.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mariankeyes.com/"&gt;http://www.mariankeyes.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.mariankeyesbooks.com/"&gt;http://www.mariankeyesbooks.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Marian Keyes writes about women in their thirties and I dare to say that her principal public are exactly the same... women in their thirties that can find some identification in the characters of the books, the stories, the thoughts and the feelings... Certainly, we are talking about “Femenine contemporany literature”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I wouldn’t like to compare, but with the intention to explain which kind of literature represents Marian Keyes and all the concept that I have been defined as “Feminine contemporary literature”, I will do probably a savage comparison...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Under my point of view, Marian Keyes, and other authors like Helen Fielding (the one of “Bridged Jones’s Diary”) are in the XXI Century what Jane Austen or Charlotte Brönte were on the XIX Century.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be offend, I’m not talking about the style, either the quality,... I don’t have the knowledge to do a reasonable and extensive comparison, but at least, I think that the “victims” of this kind of literature are the same. Or so I am... one of these victims... because, YES! I love Jane Austen too!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/jane%20austen1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/jane%20austen.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who was Jane Austen? I think that it could be stuff for another post, but well I have started talking about her and I can only say that I strongly recommend you to read her books... “Pride and Prejudice”, “Sense and Sensibility”, “Mansfield Park”, “Emma” and “Persuasion”... I am not able to say which is the best one. I spent great time with all of them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/jalogo.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/jalogo.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;And, finally, if you are going to be as fan as I am, and you have the opportunity to go to UK, don’t forget to go to Bath, walk around its streets and visit “The Jane Austen Centre in Bath”... You will believe that you are in the19th Century and you will share the places that she lived and wrote about.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.janeausten.co.uk/"&gt;http://www.janeausten.co.uk/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112638427414133664?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112638427414133664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112638427414133664' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112638427414133664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112638427414133664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/09/marian-keyes-vs-jane-austen.html' title='Marian Keyes vs Jane Austen'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112618411217150138</id><published>2005-09-08T14:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-09-08T14:55:12.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Health &amp; Thankfulness</title><content type='html'>So strange as so important is health, that you don’t care about it until you are ill, or at least, when you aren’t in the best conditions.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Two days ago I was jumping, running and skating, but 24hours later I was living a kind of nightmare. Now, when calm has arrived again, I could think that I was exagerating my painful. But that wasn’t the situation when I was contorting myself in the bed looking for the least painful position. All the worries related with other matters that aren’t health disappeared. You don’t think with love, friends, work, studies... Anything of these is important. Life just goes around you and your physical health is the only thing that counts... all the other problems are nonsense.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nowadays we have two kind of health... the physical and the mental. But all the “light” problems of the mental one seem to appear just when you are in a good shape of the first one. It is being said that mental health is a characteristic of illness of this Century. Certainly, the brain only “works too much” when you are healthy in a physically way... I think that to think too much is not a good option. I know, we are human beings, and we have to take advantage of this capacity to enrich ourselves with a vast kind of emotions as well as impoverish our happiness when we don’t know how to canalize them in a good way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anyway, today before going to the hospital to being submited in an uncomplicated operation but vital for being someone able to have mental problems again... (well, now I am doubting if I did the right thing...)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, the fact is that I was waiting in a street corner for a taxi to going to the hospital... You know, when you are in a hurry because you think you are bound to die of pain and of course it’s a rainy day,... in this situation Murphy exists: Barcelona hasn’t got any taxi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/thankyou1.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/thankyou1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I was firstly desesperated, after heated, then I felt that my skin should be as white as a sheet... I was terribly dizzy and nearly to fall... I need immediately some place to sit down... I saw a Cafe with some chairs outside... I had to arrive there!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fortunately, the owner of the Cafe was looking to the people passing through.. She saw my desesperation, my pain... and she went directly to rescue me, made me sit down, and invited me a coffe with milk. A simple gesture, that I will never forget, and I feel a terrible gratefulness to her. A sympathetic anonymous that was in the right place at the right time... Thanks.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112618411217150138?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112618411217150138/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112618411217150138' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112618411217150138'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112618411217150138'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/09/health-thankfulness.html' title='Health &amp; Thankfulness'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112431119172870928</id><published>2005-08-17T22:19:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-18T20:36:57.176+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Kültur Büro Barcelona &amp; Spencer Tunick</title><content type='html'>Today, after finishing the working day… when Your Day, properly speaking, starts... I had the purpose to visit the Spencer Tunick Exhibition that takes place at Kültur Büro Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/tunick.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/tunick.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;I didn’t know anything about Tunick, until two years ago when a friend of mine explained me what was going about. In Barcelona the event was going to take place on 8th June 2003 in Montjuïc. My friend was firmly decided to take part of these co&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/barcelona.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;ntroversial photographs. Finally for some reasons that now are beside the point, he didn’t participa&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/barcelona2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/barcelona2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;te in, probably, this unique happening in Barcelona. But, anyway, although I didn’t take part of it either, I really found very interesting the originality of making pictures with something as natural as naked bodys.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So, this summer when I realized that an exhibition of this artist was going to be installed, I didn’t doubt that I had to visit it. And today it has been the day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More or less I had an idea of what I was going to see, which kind of pictures I was going to meet... but I didn’t have got any clue about the place where the exhibition was running...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://spencertunick.com/"&gt;http://spencertunick.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/KBB.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" height="179" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/KBB.jpg" width="113" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;This place is situated in the center of Barcelona, I would say in the middle of the Raval district.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When you arrive in the front door, you are in front of an industrial building with an old black blind as an entrance gate. Just go through the door and you will be in a damaged and dark entrance. Walking some metres you will have to decide if you want to take the lift or prefer climb up the stairs… After analising the situation, I just prefer this second option, just in case…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peculiar staircase. High steps, but too short to put all your foot on one step. Each floor with damaged wood doors and a bend floor... But, finally you arrive at the 4th floor, where KBB exists.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Paying for the ticket the girl, an Enlish one, say me, that with the 2 Eur I could see the &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/joaquin%20costa%20241.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/joaquin%20costa%20241.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Exhibition and the terrace... Let’s see the Spencer Tunick Exhibition and afterwards I will take a glance to the terrace...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;WOOOWWWWWWWW!!! After climbing a metal stepladder – abstain if you have vertigo – you arrive in Jamaica. An incredible terrace in the middle of Barcelona with a big sofa and an umbrella... You will find a pipe, in case you want to take a shower.... Ask to the barman-DJ boy (also an English one) for a beer... and relax, enjoy your drink and listen to the music, now reggae is playing!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sit down on the floor looking the people that wander about the terrace,... a guy that has taken a head-shower, a tourist girls that are talking and laughing, a couple that are driking their beers, three basque friends that are speaking about their lifes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A special place to spend your afternoon waiting for the sunset and enjoying for living and finding these astonishing places that, at least, during some moments, help to you to forget everything of your ordinary life...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Being from nowhere and everywhere and a bit bohemian for some hours is a different way to take a breath.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.kbb.org.es/"&gt;http://www.kbb.org.es/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;24th Joaquín Costa Street (4th floor)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112431119172870928?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112431119172870928/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112431119172870928' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112431119172870928'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112431119172870928'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/08/kltur-bro-barcelona-spencer-tunick.html' title='Kültur Büro Barcelona &amp; Spencer Tunick'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112293392756750992</id><published>2005-08-01T23:58:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-02T00:05:27.573+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Street Hockey</title><content type='html'>This last weekend not only I did the Mojito Route, I started to “play hockey”... Or better said, street hockey... Well in fact, I’m not able to say that That was hockey... Let’s see what it was...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met with some of my mates in a Park near Villa Olimpica. They are really hooked on skates! They are worst than me! And the proof is all of them have bought a stick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/hockey%20vermell.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/hockey%20vermell.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;So, if you don’t want to go to the disco, either to the cinema, and of course not wanting to stay at home surfing the net or just watching TV... if you want to do something original, but don’t know what to do on Saturday night... Don’t be afraid! We have a plan for you... Go to Poble Nou, and play Street Hockey... No rules, no equipment, just a stick for each one and a puck... And if you haven’t got a stick and you are not sure if this game is going to fit you (so you don’t want to buy one)... don’t worry... somebody will lend you.... The object is spend a great time, hitting the puck, trying to make a goal and above all forgetting that you are on rollers... You will see that if you distract your attention from your feet to put it on a puck, you will be able to do lots of movements that you don’t dare when you are only skating. That’s the clue!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, as always... people need eat &amp; chat... And after a great match, we deserve a evening meal... a hamburger with cheese &amp;amp; onion and a pint of beer is a good option! Let’s go the Buty!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;See you next Saturday baby! And... don’t forget the stick! I challenge you... to spend a great time!! ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112293392756750992?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112293392756750992/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112293392756750992' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112293392756750992'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112293392756750992'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/08/street-hockey.html' title='Street Hockey'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112284710271406335</id><published>2005-07-31T23:49:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-08-01T08:10:12.946+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Skating + Mojito</title><content type='html'>&lt;p&gt;&lt;em&gt;If you drink, don't drive&lt;/em&gt;... somebody said it...&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;But are rollers a vehicle? We don't drive, we skate, we almost glide... so it cannot be the same... ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This last Friday was hilarious!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We did a different kind of inline skating route... An alternative one.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;It could be called as The Mojito Inline Skating Route. &lt;/p&gt;&lt;img style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/noia%20i%20mojito.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We live the freedom on the roller-skates.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What we did? As every Friday we started the route at noon, flied over the streets, felt the air on our skin and finished in a bar... More a pub than a bar. So the Mojito was served and... Drink it, it wasn’t a problem... Relax. Freedom. Happiness. These are some moments that you must remember when you are in a blue mood. When everything is going wrong... Think that flashes that make feel you alive.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Skating is like a drug, it can be very addictive. I like to compare it with that scene of Titanic when DiCaprio was in the end of the ship (bow or stern, I don’t know)... with his opened arms ... Feeling.... I don’t know what he was feeling... but I feel that I’m alive! And that’s a great experience! It’s like the World was yours....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finishing this kind of route chatting with your skate-mates that have the chance to feel more or less the same as you and... drinking not a coke, not a beer, just a mojito... It’s the best way to start the weekend. Don’t you think so?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Don’t be panic.... We will not be on the route again until mojito is near the feet...I can promise you...because... Skaters Like Life Too Much!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112284710271406335?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112284710271406335/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112284710271406335' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112284710271406335'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112284710271406335'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/07/skating-mojito.html' title='Skating + Mojito'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112269114830827730</id><published>2005-07-30T04:27:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T16:25:03.420+02:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffering from “Holiday Blues”??</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/nen%20plorant31.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/nen%20plorant31.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Or... "BACK TO SCHOOL!"... uff!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here some (official) &lt;a href="http://64.233.183.104/search?q=cache:tIDpr6jXqQ4J:www.officeteamuk.com/Press_Corner/Press_Releases/Ot/UK/2002/goingbacktowork.pdf+&amp;amp;hl=es"&gt;reccomendations &lt;/a&gt;that I’ve found:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Summarizing them (in my style)...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I would say that...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;The 10 commandments&lt;/strong&gt; are:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Try to take a day off before you go back: You need at least one day of 100% relax.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2) Go to bed early the night before: Like a child, so go to bed before the TV News&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3) Leave in plenty of time: Arrive before the boss, so he will believe that you are veeeeery relaxed and full of energy! (well...no comments)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4) Don’t try to do too much on your first day back: Today, the effort will be remember the password to switch on the PC.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5) Check your work has been done: Your workmates did what you tell them to do? (This is easy, isn't it?)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Call your key contacts to let them know you are back: Well... I would recommend you that don’t hurry advising them that you’re ready.... Take a breath!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;7) Use it as a catch up period: Put the papers in order... from one pile to another one... and so on...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;8) Tell people about your holiday when they are all together: Yes!! You can do it! (And if you want, you can invent them too) But wait until the coffee time... (if you can wait... you will be a crack!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;9) Take advantage of feeling refreshed and invigorated: This means that you should start for the difficult and boring things... well... it’s up to you! If you are able...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;10) Book another holiday: I absolutely agree! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112269114830827730?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112269114830827730/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112269114830827730' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112269114830827730'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112269114830827730'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/07/suffering-from-holiday-blues.html' title='Suffering from “Holiday Blues”??'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112258050611567913</id><published>2005-07-28T21:44:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T02:23:31.830+02:00</updated><title type='text'>¿¡ Holidays !?</title><content type='html'>I’m so sad... I’m living my last day before returning to work after barely two weeks of holidays. And I’m saying holidays because this is the most common noun to explain the condition that we live when we aren’t going at work... So, it isn’t necessary mean that you are travelling, enjoying of doing-nothing or sunbathing.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What should “Holidays” mean?? Holidays should imply only all these that has been said. In fact, “Holidays” should only mean RELAX. Yes! You’re right, exactly the opposite of STRESS! So, I’m not sure that when someone travels is going to enjoy a bit of tranquillity. I know, I know...this is also going to depend on the facilities as well as the destination. Not being exactly the same travelling with a package tour, being a globetrotter or a back-packer or any other way of travelling that you are thinking in…. Anyway, either one way of travelling or other, it’s someone’s decision and we have to pressupose that it’s the perfect one.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, what does it happen if you take advantage of this 24-hours-leisure-time just to finish that things that during the year you haven’t got enough time??? That shouldn’t be taked in account as “Holidays”. Don’t you think so? Well, anyway this has been my situation this year.... And I’ve been more stressed in my ¡¿holidays?! than during the rest of the year. Although, I also could say.... Everybody has what deserves.... Who knows? ;-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Not wanting more tears of victimism, I must say that I’ve enjoyed of Two-Real- Holidays-Days. Not travelling, not stressing, just enjoying of my city... I will tell you the secret... &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/cafe%20i%20diari23.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/200/cafe%20i%20diari22.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/cafe%20i%20diari21.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I strongly recommend you, if you have only very few days of holidays or a sad bud&lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/cafe%20i%20diari2.jpg"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;get or any other kind of situation.... You can wander about the streets of your city, buy a newspaper, sit in a Coffee and just read the newspaper and enjoy of your black strong coffee.... With sugar or without sugar, this isn’t the question :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112258050611567913?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112258050611567913/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112258050611567913' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112258050611567913'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112258050611567913'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/07/holidays.html' title='¿¡ Holidays !?'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-14860558.post-112246492029609300</id><published>2005-07-27T13:47:00.000+02:00</published><updated>2005-07-30T02:24:16.706+02:00</updated><title type='text'>My first steps...</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;I am starting this blog not being very convinced of my fidelity in it. In fact, just 4 days ago I was saying that I already had my personal Diary, and nothing could be replaced by a pen and a notebook with white sheets.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But look at me, I’m in front of my PC writing some lines. Let’s see how long I’m capable to be persistent with the New Diary of the XXI Centuary. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/llibre%20i%20ploma1.JPG"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Well, I must confess something…. Probably you would expect, that if I’m Catalan, I should write in Catalan or at least in Spanish, but I’m going to take advantage of this media to put my English skills in practice. You know, I’ve always time for changing the language, but for the moment, this is going to be the purpose. &lt;a href="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/1600/nen%20pluma2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="FLOAT: left; MARGIN: 0px 10px 10px 0px; WIDTH: 263px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 221px" height="239" alt="" src="http://photos1.blogger.com/blogger/6250/1358/320/nen%20pluma2.jpg" width="273" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;What would it happens if in a short term I was converted into a real addict of blogs? Who knows? But until this isn’t going to happen I still have on my bedside table my Beautiful Notebook where the emotions, the dreams, the illusions &amp;amp; disillusions are written. Until now, this has been a Must: All of them can be only expressed when I’m in bed, very often after midnight and always listening to music... relaxing music, chill out, or comfortable voices like Leonard Cohen. But times are changing...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:verdana;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Finally, I wouldn’t like to be a slave of my own purpose... so don’t expect of myself a regularity... Writing by impulses is the only way when the words can flow.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/14860558-112246492029609300?l=avasile.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/feeds/112246492029609300/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=14860558&amp;postID=112246492029609300' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112246492029609300'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/14860558/posts/default/112246492029609300'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://avasile.blogspot.com/2005/07/my-first-steps.html' title='My first steps...'/><author><name>Sava</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10699657426428899297</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='31' height='13' src='http://photos1.blogger.com/img/221/7120/1024/sava%20boca.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
