<?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-3792875795756414262</id><updated>2011-07-07T22:21:23.621-07:00</updated><title type='text'>porperudos</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3792875795756414262/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>crokris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464570208499870977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792875795756414262.post-8579708555102241548</id><published>2010-03-01T17:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-03-02T18:09:19.180-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Hei, qué tal? cómo andades? Acabouse o mes de Febreiro, o máis intenso do noso calendario, que sin vivir!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Estamos cansos, pero sen ganas de que isto se acabe, queremos máis!!!! je, je...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bueno, en Arequipa botamos uns días, fixemos unhas visitiñas, akí estamos no monasterio de Santa Catalina, onde dín que as monxas facían algunhas festiñas, pero non está "documentao", je, je... a saber. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41aC_5k8JI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jIiXOLS3Ct8/s1600-h/Imagen+022.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444106532119965842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41aC_5k8JI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jIiXOLS3Ct8/s320/Imagen+022.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero o máis bonito da zona é o viaxe ó cañón do Colca, case o máis profundo do mundo (Neida vos pode contar máis). Un sitio espectacular, onde fixemos unha camiñata de 7 horas ata o esperado "oasis", bufff...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Non eramos os únicos, por suposto...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41ZMFYsEBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/cDauxA8bRc0/s1600-h/Imagen+095.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444105588699828242" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41ZMFYsEBI/AAAAAAAAAJU/cDauxA8bRc0/s320/Imagen+095.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó lonxe pódese ver parte do sendeiro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41Yem_SyTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/TpI_vUNa5gs/s1600-h/Imagen+102.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444104807446137138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41Yem_SyTI/AAAAAAAAAJM/TpI_vUNa5gs/s320/Imagen+102.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akí, Cris vos está mandando un saudiño... Bueno ó mellor o saúdo era para David, je, je. Isto era a recompensa final, no medio do cañón, espectacular...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41Xtp66mrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HBSg7bfe8H0/s1600-h/Imagen+135.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444103966419491506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41Xtp66mrI/AAAAAAAAAJE/HBSg7bfe8H0/s320/Imagen+135.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A postal dende as alturas, impresionante... as casas que se miran ó fondo forman parte da camiñata, e na parte inferior esquerda pódese ver o "oasis" famoso... Podédevos imaxinar a subidiña de volta, mi maaaa!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41WgDrzcUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PM0abGFAIL0/s1600-h/Imagen+155.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444102633305633090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41WgDrzcUI/AAAAAAAAAI8/PM0abGFAIL0/s320/Imagen+155.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;De volta en Arequipa tivemos que botar un día de descanso, despois tiramos para Puno, para ir o lago Titicaca, as vistas da viaxe moi fermosas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41TBiVcwYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qOQ5wFyWmIU/s1600-h/Imagen+010.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444098810422542722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41TBiVcwYI/AAAAAAAAAI0/qOQ5wFyWmIU/s320/Imagen+010.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cris atopou a súa bebida favorita...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41SQEYLpbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oEVyRV5dd1w/s1600-h/Imagen+019.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444097960567350706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41SQEYLpbI/AAAAAAAAAIs/oEVyRV5dd1w/s320/Imagen+019.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; En Puno demos unha volta polos arredores. Visitamos unhas tumbas antigas dos incas, chamadas "chulpas". Tanta pedra para enterrar un tipo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41RcNC73QI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Jx1pkFJnVcw/s1600-h/Imagen+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444097069540957442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41RcNC73QI/AAAAAAAAAIk/Jx1pkFJnVcw/s320/Imagen+030.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Cris quixo facer un pago a la pachamama...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41QoD69NTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UDhpECIo3GI/s1600-h/Imagen+061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444096173738374450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41QoD69NTI/AAAAAAAAAIc/UDhpECIo3GI/s320/Imagen+061.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; En fin, moi bonito todo. Cerca de aí hai algún pobo peculiar. Akí está David nun "campo de nabos", me parece que non hai muito que facer tío...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444094156886454290" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41Oyqj_MBI/AAAAAAAAAIM/Etg-22ECAYU/s320/Imagen+084.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Bueno, Cris non pensa o mesmo... je,je&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41PuF3gmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BIkXBikuLio/s1600-h/Imagen+071.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444095177828374898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41PuF3gmXI/AAAAAAAAAIU/BIkXBikuLio/s320/Imagen+071.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Despois de aproveitar os arredores de Puno, tiramos para o Lago. Primeiro fomos a ver as islas flotantes de Uros, feitas de xunco... akí chámanlle "totora" &lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41N58X_otI/AAAAAAAAAIE/sKHww3wSpXU/s1600-h/Imagen+137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444093182415446738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41N58X_otI/AAAAAAAAAIE/sKHww3wSpXU/s320/Imagen+137.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E demos unha voltiña en barcas feitas do mesmo material...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41NRsHiPMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wCj7GzagTXE/s1600-h/Imagen+142.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444092490856676546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41NRsHiPMI/AAAAAAAAAH8/wCj7GzagTXE/s320/Imagen+142.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tamén vimos Taquile e Amantaní, onde pasamos a noite.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41Mgig_zyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FMK6t7J6K7A/s1600-h/Imagen+189.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444091646465527586" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41Mgig_zyI/AAAAAAAAAH0/FMK6t7J6K7A/s320/Imagen+189.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; E saímos de marcha, vestidos como a xente de akí, festa rachada!!! (bueno, é un dicir, je,je)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41LxviNF5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/dk4EELy-i3o/s1600-h/Imagen+198.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444090842506401682" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41LxviNF5I/AAAAAAAAAHs/dk4EELy-i3o/s320/Imagen+198.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ai que mona estás, chica...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41LST1IiOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UBBcyHlTyhw/s1600-h/Imagen+200.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444090302493657314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41LST1IiOI/AAAAAAAAAHk/UBBcyHlTyhw/s320/Imagen+200.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Xa en Bolivia, a illa máis bonita do lago, "La isla del sol", onde dín que naceron os incas... Fixemos unha camiñata todo ó largo, e atopamos algún amigo especial... ¿todo bien?¿todo rebien? esto es hermoso...¿dónde está la salida?...(ahora multiplica esto por 1000 y tienes la conversación que tuvimos durante 3 horas con Pedro, buf, pero bueno, era bo rapaz...un saúdo)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41KcjDg2PI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6IZm1EYyqU0/s1600-h/Imagen+261.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444089378867566834" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41KcjDg2PI/AAAAAAAAAHc/6IZm1EYyqU0/s320/Imagen+261.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ó final chegamos a unha praia solitaria, onde nos demos un baño no lago!!! ai que fría estaba a auga redios!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5444113919062675474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41gw-Z9kBI/AAAAAAAAAJk/_Fd-gG8Gq-g/s320/Imagen+273.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E despois nos relaxamos un pouco, que ben o merecíamos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x6lSVvlpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6h9VPdpIock/s1600-h/Imagen+292.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443860830580872850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x6lSVvlpI/AAAAAAAAAHM/6h9VPdpIock/s320/Imagen+292.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Botamos unha noite na illa, despois desta calurosa xornada choveu un montón e ó día seguinte marchamos pa Cuzco. O Machupicchu está imposible, din que ata maio (Perú Rail, que cabróns, mentres non se poida ir en tren non deixan abrir rutas alternativas, para que non se lles acabe o chupe). Cusco, como din akí, a cidade máis bonita que vimos ata agora, tamén nos trouxo de cabeza co boleto turístico, pero ó final conseguimos completalo. 16 sitios (entre museos, ruinas e monumentos) en 5 días!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É impresionante os monumentos que deixaron os incas, así como as famosas "terrazas" para o cultivo. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Akí os incas fixeron auténticas obras mestras coa pedra, para exemplo esta con 12 ángulos...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x5pETLHOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BtkQeaROhp0/s1600-h/Imagen+307.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443859796019846370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x5pETLHOI/AAAAAAAAAHE/BtkQeaROhp0/s320/Imagen+307.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fomos ó famoso "Valle Sagrado de los incas", onde admiramos a impresionante Pisaq, casi un Machupicchu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x4k7EnNaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/iDQEHL72OZg/s1600-h/Imagen+428.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443858625311749538" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x4k7EnNaI/AAAAAAAAAG8/iDQEHL72OZg/s320/Imagen+428.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A case 4000 mts de altitude... que ganas de levar tanta pedra alá arriba!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x36PiqsHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/A-hYJbNtHOA/s1600-h/Imagen+452.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443857892072140914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x36PiqsHI/AAAAAAAAAG0/A-hYJbNtHOA/s320/Imagen+452.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; A impresionante Ollantaytambo, co templo do sol cunhas pedras enoooormes...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x3E-V7nSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MuIvd31kYAI/s1600-h/Imagen+465.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443856976922254626" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 180px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x3E-V7nSI/AAAAAAAAAGs/MuIvd31kYAI/s320/Imagen+465.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As terrazas de Morais, centro de experimentación agrícola, onde cultivaban diversas clases de papas e maiz según a altura da terraza... a ver encontrades a Wally?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x2lgTRtnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4pdLjA9DTUw/s1600-h/Imagen+504.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443856436282111602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x2lgTRtnI/AAAAAAAAAGk/4pdLjA9DTUw/s320/Imagen+504.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Isto non o fixeron os incas, son unhas salinas para extraer a sal das rocas, todo natural&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x1jrKjEMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/24GBqZoZLoA/s1600-h/Imagen+523.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443855305326923970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x1jrKjEMI/AAAAAAAAAGc/24GBqZoZLoA/s320/Imagen+523.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Unhas ruinas preincas, tamén no val sacro&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x08SDATYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LzmMkCK4-gE/s1600-h/Imagen+573.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443854628569501058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x08SDATYI/AAAAAAAAAGU/LzmMkCK4-gE/s320/Imagen+573.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Na cumbre de Cusco, o centro ceremonial de Saqsayhuaman, onde hai pedras de ata 300 toneladas!!!! Éstas non son, pero están tan ben encaixadas que tamén impresionan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x0AF1h63I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pLkaKDkNR6w/s1600-h/Imagen+631.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443853594499607410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4x0AF1h63I/AAAAAAAAAGM/pLkaKDkNR6w/s320/Imagen+631.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En fin, que quedamos bastante reventados de andar de akí para alá de ruina en ruina. Entón queríamos ir de volta cara o norte polo interior do Perú, pero resulta que o camiño estaba cortado!!! Qué facer? voltar por onde viñemos, 30 horas de bus pasando polos mesmos sitios outra vez? Noooonn... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total, que collemos un avión a Lima e de aí tiramos hacia o interior. No aeroporto enterámonos de que houbera un accidente de avioneta nas líneas de Nazca, qué medo!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;De Lima para Huánuco, e de aí seguimos sen parar dirección á selva!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primeira parada: Tingo María. E qué podemos facer akí? Trankilos, podedes facer unha ruta polas cataratas, escalándoas e iso... o qué!!? Bueno vale, pois veña.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Total, que o día seguinte estábamos no medio da selva con Guillermo, o guía que nos levou, e akí temos a Cris...ji,ji&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4xy25RujGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eLed47E0AMQ/s1600-h/Imagen+693.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443852336997764194" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4xy25RujGI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eLed47E0AMQ/s320/Imagen+693.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; Akí estamos a metade de camiño...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4xxWiKXLCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vKLGw0g8dJc/s1600-h/Imagen+722.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443850681525414946" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4xxWiKXLCI/AAAAAAAAAF8/vKLGw0g8dJc/s320/Imagen+722.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ó final o esforzo ten recompensa...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4xwbFaN9wI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tT5kSpkbimE/s1600-h/Imagen+743.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443849660195010306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4xwbFaN9wI/AAAAAAAAAF0/tT5kSpkbimE/s320/Imagen+743.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Unha das experiencias que máis nos gustou. E a que menos, foi o viaxe dende Tingo ata Tarapoto, onde estamos agora. 12 horas de coche polo medio da xungla, de todo che pode pasar. As 6 da mañá este era o panorama...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4xv5Ez-5YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6eOo9kLJC3c/s1600-h/Imagen+809.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5443849075919086978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S4xv5Ez-5YI/AAAAAAAAAFs/6eOo9kLJC3c/s320/Imagen+809.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pero bueno, o final chegamos ata akí. Xa nos queda pouco, e de momento vamos tentar disfrutar todo o que poidamos... moitos bicos e apertas dende o calor e os ventiladores, e os motocarros, e os mosquitos, e a diversión...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792875795756414262-8579708555102241548?l=porperudos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/feeds/8579708555102241548/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/2010/03/hei-que-tal-como-andades-acabouse-o-mes.html#comment-form' title='6 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3792875795756414262/posts/default/8579708555102241548'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3792875795756414262/posts/default/8579708555102241548'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/2010/03/hei-que-tal-como-andades-acabouse-o-mes.html' title=''/><author><name>crokris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464570208499870977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S41aC_5k8JI/AAAAAAAAAJc/jIiXOLS3Ct8/s72-c/Imagen+022.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792875795756414262.post-6882468209193120816</id><published>2010-02-05T17:36:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-02-07T16:56:12.362-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>HOLA, HOLA!!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya estamos aquí otra vez, amiguitos!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos habíamos quedado en la laguna 69, guapa eh?, je,je. Como no, los españolitos llevando la tortillaca a casi 5000 mts, ahí queda eso...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435657250094567138" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29VeDipzuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hVvlDKBbcuU/s320/viaje+parte+1+270.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;El chuvasquero es de comer la torti bajo una pequeña granizada, pero iso pa nós, qué?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En esa zona todavía tuvimos ocasión de realizar otra excursión, juhu!!! Nos fuimos a ver unas ruinas muy guapas, del Chavín de Huántar&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;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29TFjDmRjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Evtwv5UhRwQ/s1600-h/Imagen+038.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435654630034261554" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29TFjDmRjI/AAAAAAAAAFU/Evtwv5UhRwQ/s320/Imagen+038.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una paradita que hicimos de camino, la laguna Conococha, ou aljo así...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435639643796592306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29FdO-G1rI/AAAAAAAAACU/iGFiWAP4VC0/s320/Imagen+026.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahí hacían encuentros entre pueblos, sacrificios, rituales, se comían unos cactus y alucinaban un poquito...bastante. El especimen en cuestión se llama "San Pedro", y aquí estamos nosotros degustándolo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29SWThD3LI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8OfbonPh5rM/s1600-h/Imagen+075.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435653818409016498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29SWThD3LI/AAAAAAAAAFM/8OfbonPh5rM/s320/Imagen+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vaya peazo de bicho!!! hay un montón por estas latitudes, no me extraña que lo fliparan tanto los incas y compañía, je,je.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;A la hora de comer nos llevaron a un restaurant, como disen aquí, pero nosotros no podíamos ser menos españoles, con la perola y to. Unos a pagar el plato y nosotros a lo nuestro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29QyVw5luI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7Hboi-ZUXlA/s1600-h/Imagen+085.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435652101025404642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29QyVw5luI/AAAAAAAAAE8/7Hboi-ZUXlA/s320/Imagen+085.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Después de la sierra nos fuimos a la capi, Lima. Dos días pa ver Miraflores y los barrios enooormes que tiene...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29QUHiYIVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kMiBuQbLg_U/s1600-h/Imagen+141.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435651581810319698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29QUHiYIVI/AAAAAAAAAE0/kMiBuQbLg_U/s320/Imagen+141.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akí una competición de buses, 3,2,1, ya...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29PybsiLzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HlmKPHiSa7Y/s1600-h/Imagen+175.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435651003106078514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29PybsiLzI/AAAAAAAAAEs/HlmKPHiSa7Y/s320/Imagen+175.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Inmensa Lima, no alcanzaba la vista...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29PLlk3uzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c1vBuiVaK2Q/s1600-h/Imagen+184.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435650335743392562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29PLlk3uzI/AAAAAAAAAEk/c1vBuiVaK2Q/s320/Imagen+184.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En Huaraz nos hablaron de Paracas, una reserva en la costa a 250 km de Lima y para allá que fuimos, un sitio para echar unos días descansando...(Patri, esta es pa ti,je,je)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29OfyMifsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/odM9QJOUolg/s1600-h/Imagen+230.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435649583216754370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29OfyMifsI/AAAAAAAAAEc/odM9QJOUolg/s320/Imagen+230.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y por fín, lo que todo el mundo estaba esperando, Cris en bikini...modelo peruano, je,je&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29N4gXmoKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/paUNY4BSVzo/s1600-h/Imagen+225.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435648908416426146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29N4gXmoKI/AAAAAAAAAEU/paUNY4BSVzo/s320/Imagen+225.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nos fuimos a dar una vuelta a la reserva, to desierto, casi na. Una pateada de 4 horas. Menos mal que a la vuelta nos trajo un tipo en camión...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29NjSBQolI/AAAAAAAAAEM/xiReaYLAg1U/s1600-h/Imagen+267.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435648543787360850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29NjSBQolI/AAAAAAAAAEM/xiReaYLAg1U/s320/Imagen+267.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Victor, ya ves que la gorra de Cris algún día la iba a poner, je,je...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29NGGxNIaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rkkCkenkMfQ/s1600-h/Imagen+269.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435648042551026082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29NGGxNIaI/AAAAAAAAAEE/rkkCkenkMfQ/s320/Imagen+269.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;La caminata tuvo recompensa, unos casi cóndors (gallinazos le llaman) nos recibieron majestuosos...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29MdXePAzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Qz6USZjw7XI/s1600-h/Imagen+276.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435647342660223794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29MdXePAzI/AAAAAAAAAD8/Qz6USZjw7XI/s320/Imagen+276.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y un montón de gaviotas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29MQsmpwHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/paZ3kYs_7zE/s1600-h/Imagen+300.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435647124994375794" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29MQsmpwHI/AAAAAAAAAD0/paZ3kYs_7zE/s320/Imagen+300.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Al día siguiente, lo más guapo de la reserva, la visita a las islas Ballestas en barco, unas fotitos de los amiguitos que hicimos por allí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29LwsxzgQI/AAAAAAAAADs/ViVseTPm-Rw/s1600-h/Imagen+352.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435646575285338370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29LwsxzgQI/AAAAAAAAADs/ViVseTPm-Rw/s320/Imagen+352.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Outro no paro, que ben vivimos majo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29LEjdpRnI/AAAAAAAAADk/ACGdB8FwzHI/s1600-h/Imagen+426.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435645816870618738" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29LEjdpRnI/AAAAAAAAADk/ACGdB8FwzHI/s320/Imagen+426.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29Jy6rb3TI/AAAAAAAAADc/FbIWC9L3o_g/s1600-h/Imagen+361.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435644414353202482" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29Jy6rb3TI/AAAAAAAAADc/FbIWC9L3o_g/s320/Imagen+361.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Una figura que hay en la reserva, dicen que puede tener 1000 años en la arena, o no. Vete tú a saber, el caso es que es bastante espectacular...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29JkhepkwI/AAAAAAAAADU/zqnEQlnLUP0/s1600-h/Imagen+324.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435644167070520066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29JkhepkwI/AAAAAAAAADU/zqnEQlnLUP0/s320/Imagen+324.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Seguimos el viaje hacia el sur, pasamos por Ica, la foto más guapa que tenemos de allí, el menú donde comimos. Teniendo en cuenta que 1€=4 sol, no está mal el precio, eh? y variedá a tope!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29JI2DKtYI/AAAAAAAAADM/IzLpHAd3Uf0/s1600-h/Imagen+461.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435643691556058498" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29JI2DKtYI/AAAAAAAAADM/IzLpHAd3Uf0/s320/Imagen+461.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cerquita de Ica, la laguna de Huacachina, un Oasis dónde hicimos visita, fotos y nos vamos!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29IbRhj7RI/AAAAAAAAADE/J51lHzLU3Xo/s1600-h/Imagen+487.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435642908657315090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29IbRhj7RI/AAAAAAAAADE/J51lHzLU3Xo/s320/Imagen+487.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Cris quería saber si el agua estaba buena...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29IEEVTwNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mq13_66TZEw/s1600-h/Imagen+468.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435642509979271378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29IEEVTwNI/AAAAAAAAAC8/mq13_66TZEw/s320/Imagen+468.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por la noche estábamos en Nasca, y al día siguiente, a volaaar!!! te cagas, macho!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29HiEJCicI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sG8gLD0PZK0/s1600-h/Imagen+498.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435641925812259266" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29HiEJCicI/AAAAAAAAAC0/sG8gLD0PZK0/s320/Imagen+498.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Desde el cielo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29HGaGJFAI/AAAAAAAAACs/OvnY2N2aYzE/s1600-h/Imagen+518.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435641450669347842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29HGaGJFAI/AAAAAAAAACs/OvnY2N2aYzE/s320/Imagen+518.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Increíble, espectacular, sin palabras...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29G0Px8OPI/AAAAAAAAACk/6_kCTxzOJl0/s1600-h/Imagen+530.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435641138662619378" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29G0Px8OPI/AAAAAAAAACk/6_kCTxzOJl0/s320/Imagen+530.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y ahora llevamos unos días en Arequipa, a ver si vamos para Puno, Lago Titicaca, La Paz...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29GiYJKMOI/AAAAAAAAACc/wNQ-rLNZYkE/s1600-h/Imagen+599.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435640831669842146" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29GiYJKMOI/AAAAAAAAACc/wNQ-rLNZYkE/s320/Imagen+599.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La ciudad que más nos gustó hasta ahora, ya pondremos alguna foto más. Nos despedimos con un abrazo mu grande, os echamos de menos, buah!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PD1: Por akí no nos quedó más remedio que ir, un saludo pa to el equipo Trezecatorzeador!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2zVODoVVRI/AAAAAAAAACM/je22-7p6FRY/s1600-h/viaje+parte+1+375.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434953287798707474" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2zVODoVVRI/AAAAAAAAACM/je22-7p6FRY/s320/viaje+parte+1+375.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD2: El tipo del medio es Eslovaco, y lo más increíble, es colega de Patrik!!!! pa flipar por los Perús...se llama Peter, su novia Ada (Brasil) y Julian (France).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2zNBLFbchI/AAAAAAAAACE/1CL_zRtHeJ4/s1600-h/viaje+parte+1+400.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434944270368469522" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2zNBLFbchI/AAAAAAAAACE/1CL_zRtHeJ4/s320/viaje+parte+1+400.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;PD3:  A Cris casi le pasa un camión por encima...el puntito que está antes del puente es ella...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2zK1uINjeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/d2FHn8xxkgU/s1600-h/viaje+parte+1+219.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434941874593697250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2zK1uINjeI/AAAAAAAAAB0/d2FHn8xxkgU/s320/viaje+parte+1+219.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;PD4: De vez en cuando, un alto en el camino y a sobarla...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2zKcP8DsOI/AAAAAAAAABs/0zl_zuny6dU/s1600-h/viaje+parte+1+191.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5434941436992925922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2zKcP8DsOI/AAAAAAAAABs/0zl_zuny6dU/s320/viaje+parte+1+191.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;PD5: Os queremos, un beso gordo desde akí...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5435655244909139698" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29TpVpMVvI/AAAAAAAAAFc/MODpwHq5ufM/s320/Imagen+007.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792875795756414262-6882468209193120816?l=porperudos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/feeds/6882468209193120816/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/2010/02/hola-hola-ya-estamos-aqui-otra-vez.html#comment-form' title='9 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3792875795756414262/posts/default/6882468209193120816'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3792875795756414262/posts/default/6882468209193120816'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/2010/02/hola-hola-ya-estamos-aqui-otra-vez.html' title=''/><author><name>crokris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464570208499870977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S29VeDipzuI/AAAAAAAAAFk/hVvlDKBbcuU/s72-c/viaje+parte+1+270.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>9</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792875795756414262.post-5453155633300012628</id><published>2010-01-27T10:09:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2010-01-27T12:12:29.553-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;BUENAS, BUENAS, BUENAS!!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Como hoy no vamos a hacer nada interesante, pos toca saludar a la peña. Que tal estades, todo beim, esperamos que sí. Nós por akí de maravilla, os vamos a contar un pokito que tal nos fue estos días. Un abrazo pa tos, y se os echa de menos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Primeiros días por Guayaquil...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CCf_cmc3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/y6gTo7OwUfY/s1600-h/viaje+parte+1+036.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431484636727767922" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CCf_cmc3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/y6gTo7OwUfY/s320/viaje+parte+1+036.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Akí Cris, reparándome los pantalones...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431485449598419906" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CDPToEQ8I/AAAAAAAAAAU/Uj6_HXBmVnY/s320/viaje+parte+1+047.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Luego subimos al cerro de Santa Ana, muy preparado para los turistas... akí las vistas de la ciudad más grande de todo Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431485959998005154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CDtBAz36I/AAAAAAAAAAc/-t16lBl7zGY/s320/viaje+parte+1+053.jpg" border="0" /&gt;Luego anduvimos por el centro, hicimos algún amiguito que otro...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431487035913455618" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CErpHCyAI/AAAAAAAAAAk/w4HIWeGVsw0/s320/viaje+parte+1+067.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;De ahí nos fuimos a Máncora. En la frontera nos tuvieron 2 horas parados, porque no iba el sistema... Esto es el Perú, amiguitos!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Tenemos alguna foto más bonita de las playas de Máncora, pero son un poco subiditas de tono, je, je... La verdad es que... yo, Cris, no quiero salir en bikini!! y David dice -pero coño, quien no vio a Cris en bikini!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431487381184536706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CE_vWFYII/AAAAAAAAAAs/oAQlNTXpLTw/s320/viaje+parte+1+075.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ei, tentamos de mantener los mosquitos a raya. La infraestructura gracias a los cuatro años de carrera...&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pero algo falló, y a David le pasó algo que aún no sabemos lo que es, unos dicen pulgía, otros alergias varias, o tal vez la envidia desde España...ja,ja&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431489265329100002" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 320px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CGtaVJ1OI/AAAAAAAAABE/NpovwrP3m54/s320/viaje+parte+1+089.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bueno, luego vimos las ruinas de Chan chan en Trujillo. Ahí quedamos atrapados 5 días por el paro, tb de playita, pero no tenemos fotos guapas, porque a la playa no te llevas la cámara, joer!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431487865908475394" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CFb9FRtgI/AAAAAAAAAA0/CNKpe2TJkhg/s320/viaje+parte+1+115.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Una vez arreglao lo de los buses nos fuimos pa la cordillera andina - la sierra, como le disen akí- y la boca se nos hizo más grande de lo impresionados que quedamos. Os dejamos unas fotos y un vídeo de la laguna 69, una ruta de 4 horas desde 3900 mts hasta los 4600 mts de altitud. La verdad, una experiencia impresionante y agotadora, viva la hoja de coca!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ala, un saudiño y nos vamos a comer, que temos fame!!! Que rica la comida de akí, Neida, como no nos dijiste nada, dioooos!!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Os queremos, y esperamos veros lo más tarde posible, besos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431489584802335922" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CHAAdgjLI/AAAAAAAAABM/6KjFGAi0Qb8/s320/viaje+parte+1+210.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CJBtA3vKI/AAAAAAAAABU/1abiU2NrS7I/s1600-h/viaje+parte+1+239.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431491812964940962" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CJBtA3vKI/AAAAAAAAABU/1abiU2NrS7I/s320/viaje+parte+1+239.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431492373306072914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CJiUcm31I/AAAAAAAAABc/7mVk4XQRF3s/s320/viaje+parte+1+266.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Ormio, lo que tarda en subir el video...LLevo hora y media...tengo hambre...otra vez será... os dejamos una foto de la laguna...besos y abrazos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5431514849205086642" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 240px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2Cd-lsg6bI/AAAAAAAAABk/GwGfnLNzMhg/s320/viaje+parte+1+283.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3792875795756414262-5453155633300012628?l=porperudos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/feeds/5453155633300012628/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/2010/01/buenas-buenas-buenas-como-hoy-no-vamos.html#comment-form' title='12 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3792875795756414262/posts/default/5453155633300012628'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3792875795756414262/posts/default/5453155633300012628'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://porperudos.blogspot.com/2010/01/buenas-buenas-buenas-como-hoy-no-vamos.html' title=''/><author><name>crokris</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/10464570208499870977</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_P4vZo8RmRe0/S2CCf_cmc3I/AAAAAAAAAAM/y6gTo7OwUfY/s72-c/viaje+parte+1+036.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>12</thr:total></entry></feed>
