digital fix November 29, 2004
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it´s hard to say goodbye to tepoztlán: we´ve been loved, fattened up and shown the good stuff, in typikal mexican style_but the journey is its own animal and suddenly we are on a mission to reach costa rtica for new years_that´s right, we´re getting what we wished for, a lovely caribbean reggae reunion to close 2004. friends from LA and friends from spain…so glad our friends are krazy too
hooray! we´ll see what we do after that, perhaps come back north and visit honduras ( i must dive!) and the other countries we are about to zoom past. getting into the rhythm of travelling is a bit like riding a wild horse, as soon as you think you´ve got it down, it all changes. no we must go faster, but we can go slow again later, its just a matter of knowing which places call you most, who cares if you need to go backwards to go forwards_tekadikt that i am, i am making the most of laura´s digital oasis before returning to analogue world and no uploading of pix or anything. there are MANY photos here http://www.laloka.com/klik…the good ones, the bad ones, the krazy ones and the rest. klik away!
D.F. November 27, 2004
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important links November 24, 2004
Posted by Administrator in : kraziness , add a commentmy exceptional elektronik sources inform me of the following sites that you should all klik
musika
MAL GUSTO MUSIKAL
POLYVINYL
>EPITONIC
WEED
arte gráfiko
www.acamonchi.com
>urbanwallpaper
BAKTERIA
graffitti
NPKEIKO
ALFAE
TXMX
polítika imperial
WE´RE SORRY
APOLOGIES ACCEPTED
viajaZo November 23, 2004
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Somehow we survived the trek through Mexico City morning traffic: 12 hours later we were in another world: in the heart of the desert, ideal scenery for a Wild West movie. Through the Ogarrio Tunnel and into the steep streets of Real de 14.
It turns out Real lived its heyday in the silver mining years and then became a bit of a ghost town, its popular again now thanks to the shooting of The Mexican here a few years ago. Anyways, we descended the hard but beautiful way and saw pockets of life on these remote parts. After spotting 2 quetzals and gathering water from the spring we picked up 3 young hitchhikers who turned out to be from Valencia and headed exactly the same places as us. The group was formed.
Next stop was Rancho Margaritas and our encounter with Señora Domitila, a kind wisewoman who fulfils the role of gatekeeper to the desert. She gave us good advice and some food for our belly
From then on it was all about walking, one way or another I was strolling in the desert, in my head, in life. I won´t get too transcendental here but those hikuris did reveal themselves, little stars everywhere: we marveled at the beauty around us and I made up all sorts of allegorical stories in my head about the similarities between strolling in the desert and life in general. But I won´t go into that now…All was soft, all was smooth, even the prickliest prickles disappeared when you lay down. Of course we were on a photographic safari, just klik to check out the cactus carnival we witnessed (desert pix in the middle of the gallery.)
After drying out for a few days, we had no choice but to dive straight into an Indiana Jones movie, and headed for the Huasteca jungle, still in the same state, San Luis Potosí. Balance in extremes as they say. I discovered yet another pre-hispanic ethnicity with their own distinct identity. I loved the ladies headdresses, the older the lady, the bigger the weave of bright coloured yarn in their hair.
The sight of thousands of swallows diving at incredible speeds into the depths of this huge black chasm in the middle of the subtropical jungle was more than just this mouthful. Its called el sotano de las golondrinas and the swallows dive in at sunset and circle out at sunrise…impressive. We camped under fantastic palapas surrounded by coffee plants, orange trees and a bunch of other cool looking fruits.
From there to Xilitla and a taste of the wonderful kraziness of
edward james, who built a surrealist garden in the middle of this subtropical paradise. There are waterfalls all over the place and spiral stairs that take you nowhere..A great playground to wander around in, and just in case you wanted more, little mushrooms of the majik kind can be found all over the place.
