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viernes, mayo 29, 2009

Igalia - Free Software Engineering

I don't often talk about job here. Perhaps it's because, for one reason or another, I don't like to mix work with personal life, although I think that's not exactly the reason, as I have talked about job occasionally in the past: "Programa de becas ICEX" (in Spanish).

After coming back from HK, I joined a software company near my hometown called Igalia. Igalia is a software company specialized on free software, which implies that almost everything it does is free software and on the other hand, the tools we use happen to be free software as well.

Apart from the techlogical side, which was what attracted me the most when I came in, Igalia has its own philosophy as a company. It will take me long to explain the nitty-gritty details on how the company is structured and run, so I think I will leave that for my co-worker Tanty: "Igalia is yours".

B&W poster at the new office with some Igalia members, too many to name them all here :)

In a nutshell, the way Igalia works gives way to every member of growing in a career while strengthening values of self-responsibility and commitment. Following its own philosophy, Igalia shows high degree of commitment on other values such as balancing personal life with work, languages, continuous formation, etc...which translates on benefits such as teleworking (working from home), fully paid English courses abroad, technical speeches within the office, conferences, or a personal budget for training, among other things.

Last Tuesday Igalia reached a milestone. After more than 8 years of existence, a new main office in Coruña was unveiled, joining together the two offices in Coruña in one single place. To celebrate it, relatives, old friends and customers, were invited to join us. I had a very good time meeting again friends I hadn't seen for years, it was good to catch-up with all them again.

Me, Moncho & Paulo (LtR)

And the new office looks very flashy and cool. Check some pictures on flickr: Igalia's new office. Let's see they put us in the next list of cool offices from IT companies in Spain, that will be awesome :)

domingo, abril 12, 2009

Easter holidays in Madrid

I just returned from Madrid, where I spent part of my Easter holidays visiting friends.

The idea was meeting Victoria in Madrid, who was coming from HK to visit Spain and Paris for two weeks. Going two Madrid just for two days sounded like a crazy idea in the beginning. I thought a flight ticket for those days, right in the middle of the holidays, would be a bit overpriced, but fortunately it was just totally the opposite. Good for me.

As usual Jano kindly hosted me at his place, which it's turning into some kind of habit whenever I go to Madrid. Happy to see him again and chat and gossip about many geeky things.

On Friday night I met Victoria and Álvaro, and we all went together to a Japanase restaurant a Japanese friend had recommended me, Donzoko, close to Puerta del Sol. Fortunately it looked less tacky than what I read on some reviews on the internet, and the food tasted like authentic Japanese food, which for me it's more than enough. It was a charming dinner, I really enjoyed it, although I felt sorry bringing Victoria to a Japanese restaurant in Spain :P, but I'm glad to know Alvaro fixed that with some tapas and red wine the days before.

Then on Saturday, we met Vera at Gran Via. While we were walking the avenue and passed by Lope de Vega theater, Victoria was curious about the show. It was Sara Baras' "Carmen", we checked for any tickets available, and went in, the show was about to start. What it seemed a hasty decision turned to be into a savvy decision, at least I was very happy with the show, and I think the others too. It was also my first time at a flamenco show, which again proofs that, as the saying goes, "No man is a prophet in his own land".

Victoria and Vera at Lope de Vega theather




Sara Baras' "Carmen"

Later at night we met Jose Carlos and Álvaro and went for dinner at Chueca but this time for a more typical Spanish dinner. There was lots of chatting and laughs, and the dishes tasted very good. After that we went for a last drink, and wave good bye till the next time.

It has been two wonderful days full of chats and catching up with old friends. I had a really good time, it was great to see you all again. Hope we can make it again.

The bear and the strawberry tree, symbol of Madrid

Dinner at Chueca

PS: As usual no photos in Facebook yet, till I devise a way for uploading pics from Linux or re-install Windows in my laptop, whatever it happens first. (I already discard Facebook fixes their upload pic plugin in the meantime, shame on them).

jueves, marzo 19, 2009

Happy St.Patrick's day!

Having lived part of my life in Ireland (ok, it was just a few months, never mind...), celebrating St.Patrick's day is a kind of obligation to me. By the way, St.Patrick was the one who introduced Christianity into Ireland, at the time when Christianity and Catholicism were both the same thing. Nowadays, Irish people care less about the religious meaning of this fest and St.Patrick has turned more into a day for getting pissed and showing your Irish patriotism, although you were born in Micronesia and have never put your feet onto Ireland.

On the day before, I surveyed my flat mates if they would be interested on going to an Irish pub nearby for celebrating (surprisingly the pub was called Mollly Mallone). For one reason or another, at the end of the day I found myself alone, but I was determined to go. Interestingly, my feelings were just the same as on St.John's day. This is a Spanish fest, as far as I know, which takes place on the 23th of June every year, that means, the summer equinox or the shortest night of the year. Although is not a bank holiday, on that night everybody goes out and have a few. Going out to see the bonfires and drink something is a must. I felt on St.Patrick's day just the same.

So I went to the pub. I hesitated whether to get into Molly Malone when I was at its very doorstep, and finally went to the other Irish pub next. There were a few more people there and the atmosphere was in fact more warming. I ordered my Guinness, got my free Irish leprechaun hat, and slowly paced my pint while ate some snacks. In fact, I don't like Guinness much, it makes my stomach feel stodgy, but one is ok, and in St.Patrick's a pint of Guinness should be a must.

After that, I made my way back home. I was done with the black stuff one year more. Once at home, I took this stupid picture to immortalized myself with this hat commemorating the 250 years of existence of Guinness. Maybe someday when Guinness turn 300 I could show this pic to my grandsons and tell them: “I still remember the day Guinness celebrated its 250 anniversary and I went alone to a pub on St.Patrick's day...blablabla".

Happy St.Patrick's day 2009!

lunes, enero 26, 2009

Kung hei fat choy (part II)

The weekend is over, so as our Chinese New Year celebration on Saturday.

As I stated on my previous post (in Spanish), for this year me and my friend Ada, a hongkonger living here, decided to arrange a CNY dinner gathering together friends from the Chinese community and other local friends. We ended up being a big bunch of people, I think around 18 in total, enough to fill two medium size round tables.

There were some traditional dishes from Chinese New Year. Ada personally managed to talk to the chief on how to cook certain dishes, as some of the few we had were actually specialities of Guangdong province as lotus root with ribs, or spicy shrimps (the cook is from Hangzhou). We also have yuenbao, of course (it's basically jiaozi, a very common kind of dumpling, although Chinese people change its name to yuenbao during the CNY, which means money), stuffed thicked rice (what the japanese call mochi) and tangerines for dessert, also a kind of tradition during these celebrations.

I really had a great time meeting new people, particularly those Spanish-Chinese couples, hearing their experiences and sharing anecdotes. The food was also good, refreshing my memory with some dishes I had even forgotten they existed was priceless. Then it came the toasts, over and over again, standing up yelling kampei! and wishing everybody a happy new year. All the people in the restaurant looked at us. Maybe it was I was surrounded by Chinese people or maybe it was that I feel this celebration as something already mine, but I didn't feel any stupid. Kung hei fat choy!

LtR: Me, Servando, Kazu, Noelia, Inid (Xin Xuen) and Singapurean lady (sorry, forgot her name :P)

We were splitted in two tables. Here, Ada and some of her friends

Shin nian kueila!

Lastly, I want to express my gratitude to Ada for her HK efficiency on organizing this event and taking care of every subtle detail.

Update: Here are the pics! (just two more :P, if I manage to get some more I will upload them later).

viernes, enero 23, 2009

Kung hei fat choy!

Se acerca el año nuevo chino. Como ya muchos sabreis, el calendario original chino es lunar. Las festividades tradicionales chinas también se rigen por el calendario lunar. Así, algunas fiestas populares como Moon Festival (o Mid-Autumn Festival, 中秋節), el cumpleaños de Buda o el día de los enamorados chino (el 7 día del 7 mes lunar), varían de fecha cada año en el calendario gregoriano, es decir, nuestro calendario.

Este año el CNY (Chinese New Year) empieza el 26 de Enero, y siempre se prolonga por 3 días (tradicionalmente, las celebraciones duran 15 días). Es como la Navidad para los chinos, la gente vuelve a casa para reunirse con su familia por unos días, y también marca un nuevo ciclo en el calendario, no obstante comienza un nuevo año para los chinos.

Lejos de parecer algo simplemente exótico, lo cierto es que los chinos viven su año nuevo con mucha intensidad. Aunque por lo general tendemos a pensar que la globalización se ha ido encargando de limar las diferencias entre las distintas culturas, y que más o menos todas las cosas son iguales en todas las partes del mundo, lo cierto es que no. Mi sensación cuando estuve en HK es que la Navidad era para los hongkonitas algo artifical, una excusa para irse de shopping, pero realmente sí había algo especial durante el año nuevo chino.

Existen muchísimas tradiciones y hábitos asociados al año nuevo chino. Uno de los más comunes son los sobre rojos (lai see, 红包). La gente intercambia sobres rojos con pequeñas cantidades de dinero deseando prosperidad y más ganancias para el nuevo año. Los mayores se lo entregan a los jóvenes, los casados a los solteros, y los jefes a sus empleados. Todos se desean ser más ricos para el año que viene. Para los chinos, querer ganar más dinero es una virtud, A nosotros en cambio, nuestra moral cristiana nos obliga a desear mejor salud (aun cuando tengas 10 años y no sepas lo que es una jaqueca). Jesucristo dijo: "Benditos los pobres porque de ellos será el Reino de los Cielos". A lo que Den Xiao Ping respondería casi 2000 años después: "Enriquecerse es glorioso".

Otra tradición es la de limpiar exhaustivamente las casas y los lugares de trabajo. Un nuevo año comienza, y es importante resetear todos los contadores a cero, no arrastrar ningún lastre del pasado. También es muy conocido el símbolo "fu" o "fook" en cantonés, que habitualmente se traduce como prosperidad. Este símbolo es típico del año nuevo, y normalmente se coloca al revés porque hacia abajo también se dice "fu", así que doble prosperidad. Otros iconos famosos de estas fiestas son la carpa o pareja de carpas, que simboliza los excedentes para afrontar con éxito el nuevo año, y también de esta época es muy típica la danza del dragón o la de los leones mitológicos chinos.

Sobre este tema ya se han escrito ríos y ríos de tinta, así que no me voy a repetir y enumerar, una vez más, las particularidades del CNY. Aquí teneis dos magníficos post de dos amigos: !Feliz año del perro! de Juan Palop, y "Dinero de la suerte y otras costumbre chinas" de Iurgi, si quereis saber más sobre el año nuevo chino.

Y aprovechando tal evento, este año una amiga hongkonita que vive en Vigo, Ada, y yo, hemos decidido organizar una cena de año nuevo chino. Por su parte vendrán algunos amigos taiwaneses, singapureños y japoneses, y por mi parte antiguos ex-compañeros de beca (Pablo de Pekín, aunque por desgracia Iván no se pudo apuntar finalmente), y otros amigos cercanos.

Además, la amable Ying del restaurante Hong Kong, se ha ofrecido a preparnos algunos platos típicos del año nuevo chino (al igual que el roscón de Reyes, o el bacalao de Pascua, los chinos también tienen platos especiales que sólo se sirven en estas fechas). Ojalá sea una gran cena y volvamos a repetir el año que viene, y por muchos años. Habrá fotos, espero!

Kung hei fat choy!

sábado, enero 10, 2009

Resolutions

Happy 2009 to you all! I know I may be a little bit late, but I didn't want to miss the chance of congratulating you a very much happy new year.

I don't know why but 2009 seems exciting to me, I got the special feeling that remarkable things are going to happen this year. Same as my personal bet on La Casa Azul single "La revolucion sexual" at the end of 2007 when I predict it would become a smash hit in 2008. It certainly didn't become a super-smash hit, although is still played at some discos, but it was close to it. Only if Chiqilicuatre and his Chiqi Chiqui haven't get on his way, "La revolución sexual" had turned the official candidate of Spain for Eurovision contest. I guess there are certain events that no matter how harder you try you can never foresee, like being defeated by a freak wearing an Elvis-look-like wig and carrying a toy guitar.

Anyway, I got good vibrations for this 2009 and following the spirit of my friend Prash advices I would like to share with you what my resolutions for this 2009 are:
  • Gaining more and more independence. Well, finally I could move out from home and now I am currently living in Pontevedra, hope this will be the first step for starting doing more things on my own.
  • Blogging more. Blogging is just like going to the gym, it requires some sort of discipline. If you leave it for one day, then is more and more difficult to resume. I hope I can turn blogging an habit and do it more often.
  • Keep on saving. Yes, I won't try to save more, just keep on saving some money just like I have been doing so far. I liked Prash advice of putting aside a fixed amount of money every month to other bank account.
  • Sit down for the CPE. I know this an ambitious goal and I'm still far from passing if I took the exam today, but it has been almost two years since I passed CAE and I need a goal to motivate myself studying. As a co-lateral goal, I may try to write the reports for my Phd courses in English.
  • Improve my cooking skills. This is not so difficult as my cooking skills are right now below than what I would consider sufficient, but I started enjoying cooking now. I took a basic course last November, and hope I can fix that knowledge by cooking daily, and take some more courses in March and April. Learning how to cook Chinese (apart from sweet-and-sour pork and lemon chiken) would be nice.
  • Resume doing some sort of exercise. Since I moved to Pontevedra I have stopped exercising. Before I was living close to a swimming pool facility where I used to go couple of times per week. Now it seems there's not swimming pool nearby where I live in Pontevedra. I should start looking for some place where exercising.
  • Keep on traveling. Traveling is like a drug in your veins, once you started you cannot quit. Hope I can visit new countries, meeting new people and experience new cultures this year again (and better if I can share all this in good company xD)
  • Being a better person. Not a resolution for this year, but for everyday. Making others happy, learn and listen to them, and being considerate to others.
  • Being more happy. As Voltaire said: “I decided to be happy because they is good for health”
Although I know that at the end of this year, when I look back at this list and reckon how many of these resolutions I have accomplished the number will be scarse, I hope I can keep them all in mind for this year. If I can get half of this done, I will be more than happy.

Happy 2009!!!

martes, marzo 04, 2008

Cerezo en invierno

Acabamos de entrar en Marzo, y ya hace un par de semanas ha florecido el cerezo. En la calle donde vivo, justo a la salida de mi portal, hay un par de ellos.

Frente a la monotoneidad de los días, que se suceden uno detrás de otro, las flores de las cerdeiras me han traído, instantáneamente, bellos recuerdos. Recuerdos de que hay algo más que los días, algo más, más allá a lo lejos. Y que incluso lo sublime puede esconderse en las cosas más pequeñas.


Cerezo, ahora el viento de invierno agita tus ramas,
las sacude, y envuelve en su manto frío
cientos de flores, joviales y vivas.

Son flores efímeras, flores que prefieren irse
a marchitarse en la rama (de algún viejo árbol).

Y en un día soleado, el cielo se cubre de copos, rosados y blancos,
copos que bailan caprichosamente al son del viento.
No hay melodía, no hay canción, pero sí armonía.

La danza es en vano, y tú lo sabes,
porque en este juego, en este forcejeo continuo
entre los dos amantes, siempre gana el viento,
que te empuja hacia abajo, que te lleva hasta el suelo.

lunes, abril 23, 2007

Blogging the Japanese way (part I)


I tried taking pictures, but they were so mediocre. I guess every girl goes through a photography phase. You know, horses... taking dumb pictures of your feet

Charlotte, Lost in Translation

PS: This is the laziest thing I have ever done in my life...

sábado, marzo 03, 2007

An unexpected turn

Come back home after 15 months of living abroad can be very tough. I never expected to find myself as I was a month ago, now I am getting along with everything here again...I guess one changes smoothly without even notice it, step by step, little by little. One day, all in a sudden, you find yourself back. You are not the same although everything around you remains mostly the same. You had expected to find everything as it used to be, but it is impossible, time marches on and on for you and for everything else, never to return.

Exchanging emails wit a HK friend a month ago I used a quote from Leonardo DaVinci to described how I felt, I think it summarizes very accurately my feelings at that time:

"Once you have flown, you will walk the earth with your eyes turned skywards, for there you have been, and there you long to return"


And that was exactly what happened to me. The art of flying, in this case, were the people I met, the places I have been to, the things I tasted, the different approaches to life I saw, different ways of thinking, different attitudes, enthusiastic and fabulous people...

With mixed feelings, without even knowing I was taking a right or wrong decision, I decided to bet and go back to Uni. Even though there was something inside of me telling me something was not OK, I decided to ignore it expecting I would find myself better as time passed by.

I started to feel better indeed, although taking the bus everyday and mingling with university students was killing me.

After one week at Uni I was contacted by a SW company called Igalia. I had applied for the position couple of weeks before, when I was not sure of what to do and seeking for a job. I found the company attractive and appealing, so I decided to take the interview. On the day I was about to sign my contract at university, I received a call from Igalia. My interview had been successful.

I am a kind of person who tends to hesitate a lot and life is about taking decisions, quickly and in very short time, I know it. But what can I do if I like to check everything before twice...

Lastly, I would like to thank all the support and comprehension I had from my professors throughout this time. Although, much to my regret, I have caused them some trouble with all this, we kept always a very frank communication and I got their best wishes for the future. It was amazing, I appreciated it very much. I felt very lucky of having professors like this, professors who, above all, I consider them my friends. I hope this friendship will never break.

miércoles, febrero 14, 2007

Happy Saint Valentine's Day

"Porque el amor de por sí no es lo bastante complicado"

Today is 14th February, that means Saint Valentine's Day. It is also my dear friend Agustín's birthday. It is the good thing of having been born on such special day, nobody forgives your birthday.

I know everybody speaks bullshit about how commercial this event is and stuff, but let's to be honest about this, girls particularly love it!!! (I think because girls in general like to received gifts , men too, but a few less). So you guys don't forget today to give a little gift to your loved ones. As for me, I sent a bunch of flowers to my sweetheart Stacey today. Hope you liked it honey!!!

Turning to other topic, the image above is today's webcomic at www.xkcd.com. I just discovered this website a few days ago and I must recognize it is totally hilarious. As its author stands a "webcomic of romance, sarcasm, math and language". If you are in witty and intelligent humour this is definitively your thing, totally recommended. Also about love, I like this one very much (I think because it reminds me a little bit of me...)

"Mi manera habitual de resolver las cosas es inútil aquí¨

martes, febrero 06, 2007

Un campeón en Lan Kwai Fong

Jesssus!!! I cannot believe it. I found it! at least! and it was pretty amazing how I did it indeed. But first let me tell you the story behing this picture.

De izquierda a derecha: Juan, Alfonso, Clara, Ivan, Fernando, Diego (yo), María Vera

So here we are...This picture was taking on our first days in Hong Kong. If I am not wrong I think it was taken around 9th October 2005, more than a year ago. On that day Alfonso, second from left on the pic, brought us to Lan Kwai Fong to have lunch. I still remember we had malaysian that day, partly because it was my first contact with those annoying pushers on that little alley in LKF where there is a host of Asian restaurants for expats. They were all of the over us, so rude!!!

So, after having lunch, as we went down the street we came across world F1 champion Fernando Alonso. Suddenly, we stared at each other and wonder:
- Wasn't that guy Fernando Alonso?
- Oh yes he is...
(Silence)
- Damned! Let's take a picture!!!


So as he was going up, not very far away yet, I managed to stop him and asking him for a picture after putting some things in context, who we are and stuff. I got the feeling he is a really shy person. I remember he didn't even say a word, just smile.

So from that day on I never saw this photo again. It seems nobody liked it, apparently we were not on our pretty faces here, but I think it is no so bad...

How I found this picture today it is simply another story. The point was that I was uploading some old stuff to flirck, about my time at ICEX in Madrid. Then I decided to try out the tags and performed a search. I searched for "icex" "informatica" and this pic came up as first result. Thank you very much Iurgi!!! It is the power of the Internet!!!

jueves, enero 25, 2007

For the right to a decent sex!

Now that I am here in Spain it is going to be my goal to bring you all a glance of how Spain is like, so you can have a better understanding of this country, how we think, etc so in the end, I hope you can also have a better understanding of my behaviour, my character or any other Spaniard you may know.

What I am going to talk today I found it on a friend's blog, macada.net (I also posted a comment, in Spanish). When I read this new I thought: "Woah! this is truly Spanish!!!". As some of you may know, one of the favourite hobbies of Spanish people is demonstrating. I think we borrowed this weird habit from French people, who also love going onto the streets. Basically, the difference between French people and Spanish people is that whereas French people only demonstrate for really important things, or at least something which matters to a significant amount of people, we, on the other hand, tend to demonstrate for every single thing, even if it is something trivia or concerns to a few amount of people. Demostrations have become such common nowadays that even some times I believe they are organized much as a joke.

So here it is the latest sample of what I mean. Next 3th of February in Madrid thousands of youngers will gather in the street to shout out the world they have the rigth to having sex. Their motto: "For the right to a decent sex!" (Por una jodienda digna!).


You may think is a trivia thing, but I honestly believe this topic is the root problem of Spanish society. We can also read in the advertisement : "Fight for your right to having sex every weekend!", and I wonder: "How can young people have become used to having sex just once a week!!???" Well, it is true, Spain on the contrary many people believe, is not a sex paradise. According to my experience, I may say having sex in Spain it is rather difficult (and who says not, is either a foreigner or is a lier). So you all know now, one fuck per week is average rate in Spain. Do not complain later if your Spanish boyfriend can not satisfy you.

Come to think about it, if young people knew what is like having sex every day they will try to leave their parent's home sooner, and not staying there until they turn 30 or more. That's true...the reason young people are afraid of leaving their parent's home is not only because sallaries have increased just 9% in the last 10 years whereas apartaments have increased 130% during the same period of time, it is because we have a lack of sex. How we didn't realized before??? It makes sense. I totally support this demostration, do you??? (girls needed).

martes, enero 23, 2007

Every story has a beginning

Searching for something today on my computer I found something interesting. I don't know what's the reason I kept this at that moment, but I felt longing when I took a look at it again.

It happened on a 12th of July almost two years ago. I remember I couldn't sleep that night, too much pressure on me, all my future depended on whether I were on that list or not. On the next morning, when I went on the internet I couldn't find the damned list. Then I logged on the ICEX website and saw I had been granted my so longed internship. My destination: Hong Kong. It wasn't Tokyo as I wanted, but what the hell...On that moment, I felt like I were the happiest man in the world.

Here is my little tribute to all the trainees who were granted and internship at one of the Spanish Trade Commissions worldwide in 2005. I hope this snapshots can help to bring you back good memories.

From ABUANZA ROBLES, Jon to GONZÁLEZ CARCELÉN, Fernando

From GONZÁLEZ SICILIA, Romén to PÉREZ CALLE, Elio

From PINO GARCIA, Diego to UBEIRA REGO, Manuel

It is a tough decission to make

Hey! It seems I am updating this blog more than ever...I read once somewhere "In this world there are two kind of persons: those who live a live and those who keep their blog updated". That's interesting...If you don't update your blog that means your life is plenty of wonderful experiences you don't even have time to put them down in writting or simply it means your life is so boring that nobody cares, or it could also mean you are a lazy bitch. Whatever it be...

Still haven't decided 100% sure what I am going to do on the next months. I spoke my mind to my teacher about my concerns about committing myself for 3 years, taking a PhD. To be honest, right now it is not what I feel like the most to do.

Then I received a call from somebody at the Spanish Foreign Trade Institut, also known as ICEX. I was asked if I was interesting in a position working at the IT headquarters in Madrid. Well, bearing in mind that 6 out of 6 trainees who took this position last year finally resigned, the vacancy didn't look very apealling. I don't know why, but when I think of my working experience at the Commission last year thoughts of phones and coffee machines come to my mind. It's like a nightmare. Anyway, I decided to ask for the opinion of some of my colleagues there, and well, I have to say it is not that bad. At least they are travelling and learning something, which is far enough. However, I think working conditions were not conviniant to me having the chance of signing a proper contract, and more important of all, IT support it is not really my cup of tea, although I like. I want to give a try on SW development (perhaps I will be sick of programming in 3 months, but I trust my heart)

On following conversations with my professor, we decided to short down the contract but keep it extensible, so in 6 months time I can decide if I want to continue or in the other hand I want to jump to another thing. When I was about of taking a final decision then I received a call from a third company...What a mess!

It is just like girlfriends. You could be wanking for your whole file, and then when you finally got one, five or more come up.

sábado, enero 20, 2007

Through the looking glass

So you thought I would never update this site. You're wrong! nevertheless I did not start this blog just for relating my adventures in Hong Kong one year ago. This is more like a way for being in contact with those who know me and, from time to time, rather to say very seldom, wander about how I am doing (I have seen no comments on the last three posts). Thanks to this blog, I am always just one-click far away...

Since now I am going to stay here in Spain, I reckon the goal of this site has turned around. I mean, here I am close to relatives and friends and to be honest I still prefer to know about someone having a nice chat with he or she while having a coffee sitting in a quiet coffe-shop, than having to check their blog to see how are they doing, that's only for nerds (truly nerds, I mean). So, in case we haven't met yet since my return, please give me a ring and I rearrange my busy schedule (I wish...) for fitting a meeting with you. You all know how to find me.

So basically, this post is aimed to all my friends abroad, particularly for those I left in Hong Kong. You may wander if have finally returned safely, what I am doing now, and so on...

My return trip was actually quite long, but luckily I didn't miss any conection flight, so everything was, to some extent, OK. I couldn't sleep on the flight, despite having s three-sit row just for me. I tried to lay down on the sits and sleep but no way, I could only take a few naps.

I got to Madrid on 30th December, overnight there thanks to my always kind friend Jano. I got back exacly on the day Barajas Airport terminal four blast took place. Luckily, my flight landed on terminal one. Moreover this cruel attack happened on the morning, whereas I arrived there late at night. Anyway, it was a gloomy view on my welcome-home day. Somehow, it reminded me terrorism is not a fiction but still alive and unfortunately in this case taking away the life of two young male.

On the next day, I flew back to my hometown Vigo, where my family and friends were waiting at the airport to meet me. At night, New Years Eve dinner at my parents cottage in my village and later on party with friends till dawn. As usual on that special day.

The following weeks went slowly...On my first two weeks I hardly could sleep. I found myself rush and fast, always on the move. I got the need of always doing something, of keeping myself busy. Also, the streets seemed to me empty, everything happening at a slow pace, and still have this impression. In a few words, I reckon I experienced a cultural-shock which to be honest I never thought of going through it. I think I am still readjusting myself and it is going to take me a long time...

At this moment I am still wonder what I am going to do next. Most likely I will stay here during this year, that's what I would like and I am going to try it very badly. I also have to take a decission on whether I would like to return to Uni and stay there for three years while researching and getting my Phd or in the other hand, I decide to find my place on the always competitive IT job market. Whatever I finally decide you all guys will be always the second ones on knowing it...just one-click far away.

I seize this opportunity to wish you all a very much happy 2007! (It is going to be hard to be better than 2006, but who knows...)

domingo, diciembre 24, 2006

Vacaciones en Camboya

Antes de venir para aquí, todo el mundo me recomendaba que no me fuese de Asia sin haber visitado Camboya. Cada vez que le preguntaba a alguien: "¿Qué es lo que más te ha gustado de Asia?", Camboya siempre figuraba en la respuesta. Desde entonces, tenía la espinita de Camboya clavada y a principios de Diciembre decidí quitarmela, junto con Filipinas y Malasia, pero eso ya es otra historia.

Cómo llegar

Visitar el país jemer no es fácil. Desde Hong Kong sólo vuela directamente Siem Reap Airlines y lo hace únicamente en lunes, miércoles y viernes. En caso de venir desde España, lo haría desde Bangkok, que cuenta con muchos vuelos internacionales hacia y desde Europa, y es sin duda uno de los aeropuertos más grandes del sureste asiático, con un gran volumen de tráfico aéreo. Por mi parte, aprovechando la coyuntura de mi periplo asiático, viaje desde Kuala Lumpur, capital de Malasia. También existen vuelos directos desde Ho Chi Minh (Vietnam).

Primeras impresiones

"Vacaciones en Cambodia , y una p***a !", decía aquella gran canción de Def Con Dos, "Veraneo en Puertohurraco". Lo cierto es que, lejos de ser el infierno que fue durante la Guerra Civil Camboyana en los 70, Camboya es hoy día un país, quizás para la desgracia de los aventureros y viajeros, preparado para recibir miles de turistas. Prueba de ello es la enorme cantidad de hostales y hoteles que existen en Siem Reap, más de 200.

Decidí hospedarme, por recomendación de un amigo, en 13 Villa, un hostal regentado por una japonesa llamada Megumi, o Kumi (meme_0828@yahoo.co.jp) para los amigos. Curiosa historia la de esta chica que visitó Camboya por primera vez cuando tenía tan sólo 19 años. Enseguida se enamoró de la antigua cultura Khmer, volvió a Japón y le comentó a sus padres que quería ser guía turístico. Así estuvo un par de años, hasta que finalmente decidió dejar lo de guía, supongo que en parte por aburrimiento, y montó su propio hostal. Una casa espaciosa, limpia, con mucha luz, y un staff muy atento. Kumi tiene ahora 23 años (y nosotros aquí papando moscas...) Pues eso, que si vais a Siem Reap no lo dudeis, 13 Villa. Los precios de las habitaciones están muy bien. Incoveniente: alejado del centro, pero pare eso están las bicicletas (para eso y para el verano).

Con el staff del 13 Villa, a mi derecha Kumi

Llegado a Siem Reap, donde hacía un sol de justicia, con un retraso de 2 horas gracias al buen servicio, sí es una ironía, de Air Asia, vino a recogerme Kim, el que sería por dos días mi motorista y guía particular. Kim también tiene su pequeña historia...Le encanta el fútbol y ha llegado a jugar, por lo que me contó, como delantero en el equipo nacional de Cambodia (no sé si absoluto o de categoría juvenil). Gracias al fútbol ha tenido oportunidad de viajar a países como Vietnam, Tailandia, e incluso China. También ha jugado contra las selecciones de Korea del Sur y Japón, pero en torneo oficial en Vietnam. Hace un tiempo sufrió un percance en la pierna y su madre le pidió que abandonara el fútbol. La verdad es que ganaba un buen sueldo, 500 euros, pero el amor por una madre es más grande que eso y decidió dejarlo. Ahora estudia en la Universidad, por las tardes, historia de Camboya. Por el día trabaja como motorista para el 13 Villa. También estudia japonés y le gustaría ser guía turístico para japoneses como lo fue Kumi.

Foto con Kim en nuestra despedida

Kin, un tío genial

Fondo histórico

Siem Reap
, antigua capital del imperio jemer. El siglo XII fue el gran siglo de oro para esta civilización y durante ese tiempo se contruyeron multitud de templos y palacios. La cultura jemer es de fondo brahmánico, aunque el budismo acabaría integrándose más tarde. Originario de la India, el brahmanismo llego a Angkor a través de monjes hinduistas provenientes de Sri Lanka. El brahmanismo es una de las múltiples doctrinas del hinduismo, pues este sistema religioso carece de doctrina única, siendo posible encontrar dentro del mismo religiones politeístas, monoteístas, panteístas o incluso ateas.

Dentro del brahmanisno existen 3 principales deidades: Brahma, dios creador, representado por una figura de 4 cabezas, Vishnu, dios preservador y Shiva, dios destructor. A parte de estos, en los templos se pueden encontrar otros seres mitológicos carvados en piedra. Uno de las más frecuentes suele ser Asrad. También son frecuentes los mosaicos en piedra que narran sucesos épicos e históricos. El mahabhárata, compilación a modo de poema de epopeyas y otros relatos épicos, es considerado uno de los libros sagrados del brahmaismo. En él se describe la génesis del universo mediante la intervención de todas estas y otras muchas deidades.

A mediados del siglo siglo XIX, Camboya fué colonizada por los franceses quienes la fusionaron junto con la actual Vietnam, Laos y Myanmar (antigua Birmania) para formar lo se dió en llamar como Indochina francesa. Curiosamente Camboya, Laos y Myanmar tienen más vinculos en común con los territorios del oeste de la península de Indochina que con Vietnam, antigua provincia del imperio chino. En la segunda mitad del siglo XIX Henri Mouhot se encargó de redescubrir las ruinas de Angkor Wat, uno de los más grandes y mejor conservados templos del imperio jemer, además del todo el complejo que lo rodea. Si bien Angkor Wat nunca fué olvidado ni Mouhot fué el primer extranjero en ver Angkor Wat sus crónicas maravillaron al mundo Occidental.

Por Angkor Wat, en plan místico

Como el sol pegaba de carallo acabe por comprarme una gorra

Asrad, baila con una flor alrededor del Naga, según el mahabhárata, durante la creación del Universo

Brahma, en el templo de Banyú, representado por cuatro cabezas

Últimas reflexiones

Fueron dos días bien aprovechados cargados de visitas. Las hordas de turistas son inevitables, pero no puede ser de otra manera. Las mejores horas del día para visitar son el mediodía y también es verdad que los templos más alejados, aunque peor conservados, están menos plagados de gente. Me comenta Kumi, que ahora con la llegada del frío y en plenas Navidades ha habido un descenso importante del número de visitantes. Así que ya lo sabeis, si estais planeando un viaje por esas tierras, ésta es la mejor época del año.

Por lástima, el mismo día de mi 28 aniversario recibí como inmerecido regalo una estupenda gastroentiritis que me acompañaría desde entonces y hasta varios días después. Debió ser la comida de la calle y la Angkor Beer que me tomé la noche anterior.

Me quedaron por ver los campos de la muerte, ese experimento orwelliano ingeniado por la cabeza de uno de los mayores genocidas de toda la historia, Pol-Pot, y su macabro año cero. Que no se me entienda mal, a mí tampoco me hace gracia que los campos de la muerte se hayan convertido en un reclamo para turistas. Es simple curiosidad. Vi la película, The Killing Fields, hace un par de años. Por aquel entonces no sabía nada del régimen de Pol-Pot y mucho menos de la existencia de estos pequeños infiernos en la tierra. Hasta me hubiese costado creerlo si fuese una película ficción, pero lo cierto es que era real, y la bofetada, por tanto, fue doble.

Los campos de la muerte, o the killing fields, están en Phom Penh, la capital de Camboya. Desde Siem Reap existen vuelos diarios hacia la capital aunque también se puede viajar en autobús. El trayecto dura 5 horas, el precio del ticket alrededor de unos 6 €. Se pueden comprar tickets de autobús en cualquier hostal o incluso cyber-cafés.

martes, noviembre 07, 2006

Turning mainlander

Ya había hablado alguna vez de las buenas costumbres mainlander, dicir, chinos de la China continental: escupir en el suelo, conducir "al hueco", no hacer colas, o mear en sitios públicos cuando es menester. Por mencionar unas cuantas.

Al chino mainlander se le conoce rápidamente cuando se encuentra agazapado. Al igual que el resto de orientales, los chinos cuando se ponen de cuclillas, lo hacen sobre los talones, mientras que nosotros pobres occidentales lo hacemos sobre las puntas de los pies. Es un detalle muy curioso...

Una vez un vietnamita nos comentó que este fue uno de los principales motivos por el que los americanos perdieron la guerra de Vietnam, o guerra americana para los vietnamitas. El paisano argumentaba que al apoyarse sobre los talones, sus compatriotas tenían mayor estabilidad y podían disparar ráfagas de tiros a media altura. Además su culo, al contrario que el de los americanos, pesaba menos. Esta era la otra piedra angular de su argumentación, el enorme culo de los americanos.

Y bueno, al grano, lo de la posición agazapada. Yo sostengo que ellos se agachan así porque tradicionalmente, y aún hoy día en muchos lugares de Asia, sus retretes son simplemente un agujero en el suelo, eso sí, con cisterna. Cuando se agachan, los asiáticos realmente se ponen en posición de descarga.

Aquí tienen una muestra. Además el chino mainlander, y volviendo al comienzo de este post, tiene un aire irreconocible el cual he querido capturar en esta última instantánea (con ese pitillito 555 en la boca es que estoy auténtico...)


PS: Algún día os enseñaré la foto de un bebé mainlander también en esta posición, la caña!


miércoles, agosto 02, 2006

Ex-alumnos de ESEI uníos!!!

Kaskito y Electrocea han creado un blog con la intención de reunir a los ex-alumnos de la Escola Superior de Enxeñería Informática de Ourense:

El Blog está pensado para los que "estudiamos" en OU, de pasó se intentará que la gente que estudiara con nosotros se una a comentar cualquier chorrada que sea del interés común.

Como muchos de los que os pasais por aquí habitualmente (¿1 vez cada tres meses?) hemos estudiado juntos, supongo que os haría ilusión conocer el blog. A mí desde luego me parece una gran idea. Los becarios de ICEX tenemos también algo parecido. Así siempre disponemos de un canal fácil de comunicación para saber que están haciendo los demás en cualquier momento (principalmente horas de oficina). Además, la lista de correo de ex-alumnos lleva un tiempo parada, y parece que la idea de hacer un website no acaba de concretarse, principalmente por falta de tiempo. Esto puede ser lo más parecido.

En el primer post Kaskito comenta la visitilla que hizo a Hong Kong hace un par de semanas junto con su hermana Paula. Me alegro de que te haya gustado la ciudad, a mí también me causó una gran impresión cuando llegué. Todo era muy distinto a como lo imaginaba.

viernes, julio 21, 2006

¿Es un pájaro, es un avion...?

NO! es CONDÓNMAN.

Olvidaos de Superman Returns, el éxito de este verano es Condónman. No existe bicharraco viviente en el Universo que lo atreviese. Su dura piel hecha de látex resiste los más feroces ataques de sus peores enemigos. Además puede estirarse y encogerse como el mísmisimo Reed Richards. Fantástico!

Fuera bromas, este pequeño muñeco amigo-de-los-niños es una de las máscotas de la Tokyo Tower. Desde luego, no sé en que estaban pensando los japoneses cuando idearon la mascota. Bueno sí, sí sé en que estaban pensando...Curiosamente, Condonman tiene una compañera amiga, a cual Batman y Robin, el Dúo de látex. Aunque no aparezca en la foto, su compañera es como él pero en azul. Por razones obvias, la llamaremos Diugirl.


Atención a la tirita puesta acertadamente en su cabeza ¿qué le habrá pasado a Condónman? Y peor aún, ¿que le habrá pasado a la feliz pareja que necesitaba de la ayuda de Condónman la noche anterior? Sí, amigos incluso los superhéroes más benévolos también son humanos...

Por cierto, T en japonés significa condón (es la lectura onyomi del caracter chino , ¿cuela...?)

viernes, abril 21, 2006

Quiero dormir un poquito...ゆっくり寝たいな!

"Con cuatro pasas, con cinco te quedas"

Este conocido proverbio japonés no hace referencia a la nota que un estudiante debería sacar para aprobar un examen, sino al número de horas de sueño que debería dormir si quiere pasar de curso.

Cuando estuvimos en Japón, pude observar con cierta incredulidad como efectivamente Masa dormía solamente 5 horas al día, y al mismo tiempo sentirme como un auténtico vago-lirón-marmota-de-mierda por dormir mis escasas 7 horas.

Si es cierto que los seres humanos necesitan dormir al menos 7 horas al día ¿qué pasa con el resto de horas? ¿es que acaso los japoneses no son humanos?

Pasada una semana, y después de vagar y divagar por Japón creo que he encontrado una explicación a este misterio. Y es que a los japoneses también les gusta dormir.

Para paliar esa falta de horas de sueño los japoneses aprovechan los tiempos muertos para echar una cabezadita donde sea. Duermen en cualquier parte: en el tren, en el bus, en el incómodo banco de un parque y de cualquier manera: sentados, tumbados e incluso de pie, agarrados a la anilla de un vagón de metro. Los medios de transporte están totalmente acondicionados para que te quedes dormido. Los asientos del metro son más cómodos que el duro colchón de mi cama y dentro del vagón hay un calorcito que da gusto...Resultado: te quedas frito antes de que el locutor diga lo de mamonaku....

Además, los japoneses parecen gozar de una especie de sentido arácnido que los despierta justo cuando llegan a su destino. Increíble!!! Eso sí, a veces el excesivo cansancio o el alcohol perturba este espectacular sentido y los pobres japos se despiertan en la última parada de la línea de metro. Por suerte, hay un chico al final de la línea que te despierta.

Y yo, que soy propicio a quedarme dormido en cuanto me siento y cierro la boca, no pude evitar quedarme dormido en tan extremas condicones. Lo sé, soy débil, pero menos que Servando...jajaja.