Gone is the snow.

 Starting from the end: safe and sound in the penthouse: a cup of tea, sliced bread, and Bristol music....As in any other trip, the return day gets you stiff and tired. Early in the morning, we walked around the frozen lake near Jeanne´s house, needless to say, with the Golden Retriever: Charlotta, an adorable creature.

Being more than aware that the odds are against the possibilility of the following people to read this, it wouldn´t be gentle not to mention  all those who made our stay in Norway an unforgettable one: Edwige, Jeanne, Ola, Christian, and everyone at Jessheim.

Lastly, flying with Ryanair has been the closest experience ever of a local market on the sky: What a nightmare!!! Selling smokeless cigarettes, any sort of items..I wonder what would be next: Clothing, souvenirs??

All in all, it has been an amazing trip and the funny thing is that I will return sooner than expected.

Tusen takk!!

0º Celsius degrees: nor cold, neither hot!

Good evening lovely people! 

Today has been a meeting one at Jessheim, a very powerful psicological study regarding national mentalities among Europeans...Deep thinking, or as you might say: "Food for thought"


Walking outdoors through those "white carpets" everywhere, stepping your feet in snow, a nearly frozen breath...Playful times, timeless memories....

I can't help questioning myself the following: How life would be living in Norway like?

Travelling is living through different views, learning is an endless process...

God Natt!!!!



PS: Awhile later, after dinner and a drink with colleagues from Norway, Belgium and Germany, we experienced a  short night walking home passing by a white neighbourhood: starry sky  and crispy cold...

Hello Norway!!!!!

Good morning ladies and gentleman!

Some of you might be surprised, some others not, but the truth is that I am as close as I can to the Arctic Polar Circle (I do not know if the Arctic Monkeys have ever played here!).


 I must confess my bewilderment with all those heaps of snow, but at the same time my excitement to be out playing as a child is unbeatable.  

Today we visited the Jessheim high school, it is another world, way beyond previous thoughts...

Norwegians seem to come out from those fairytales, same as the landscape: snowed streets, snowed houses, some enlightened Xmas trees, sorry no snowmen! 


By two pm we arrived in Oslo downtown, sort of little heart of the nation: walking all over the main and reknown areas, figuring out prices of this and that; grabing a panini and seating in a frozen bench on the park..All of sudden a type like raven approached to me with little hops: he had some breadcrumbs. I return he had ton pose for my camera: a black spot on virgin pure white snow....    

Oslo and the company have been just great, and back in our hosts house, we were trated to a typical norwegian dinner: grilled salmon on bernaise sauce and steamed potatos and veggies. Absolutely tasty!!!   


We need to get some sleep in a queen size bed with tons of cushions otherwise  tomorrow will be an endless session...


Eyes are the rulers...

May the Nordic Gods protect you tonite.

The Three Wise men...

January 6, back in the Penthouse..Let´s rewind!

Last session in La Cicer, 26º C, a shiny sun giving away the stolen light. After a while, some of the guys still enjoying in the water, we headed in search for some tasty  food.

Thanks to Fredy´s expertise, we ended up in one of those typical and colourful places for a late lunch: papas arrugadas, octopus and other local fishes..A delicious way to say good -bye to Las Palmas.

Unfortunately, running out of time, we couldn´t do the same with our German friends (sorry lads!), and then, as on any good story, "Expect the unexpected": We hadn´t been aware of the Three Wise Men Parade in the city...About an hour to get to the airport, no buses, al the taxis stops removed from its original place.....Struggling to get through the human masses already happy with tons of candies, two tired and dirty creatures carrying backpacks, notebooks, a pair of shoes in the middle of crowds of  very well-dressed up and smelling-good parents with their bewitched children.."Who are these blokes? Don´t they know that this evening their Majestics are arriving?"

Asking to a couple of not very merry police officers: Excuse Officer:  Do you know where can get a taxi? A while later, with nearly 40 Euros less in the pocket, we just needed to wait for our flight...
Checking counter:
-"Hello, Good evening"
-"Good evening Sir" replied sincerely and  with a frank smile the airline employee. Window or aisle?
-"Is it  the flight  full?"
-Not at all.
-All right, I hope you get lots of presents frm the Three Wise Men...

Twenty minutes later, the plane was packed!!!


An unpleasant flight, some degrees down, but happy to accept that there is always a place where someone awaits for you with a noble smile...


Love.


 PS: It would be rude not to name all those who made this another unforgettable trip: Dan "Gerry Lopez" Johnson, Super "Guía Michelin" Tomás; Fredy "el que pone orden" (porque alguien tiene que hacerlo); Simon "mareas alta y/o baja, viento, volumen" Heske; Marko "it´s part of the game" Ilic;  "German riders" Jan Vogh and Florian Huber; Tino "Cavaliere toscano", all the lads in the Canaries and everyone else.

Thanks a million!!!!


 It can't be more natural than this...

About Gerry Lopez, surfing, goats and many more nonsense matters...

Tonite, the Three Wise men will sneak in the children hearts by giving them away their very well deserved presents (if you do not know about them, just tell you they are fine fellas, lol!)

Likewise, we are returning back home after two weeks with endless images on our "boxes": a barren but magical land, the mighty but invisible wind, the deepest blue in a fiery ocean...Human matters, or animal ones to be more precise: after visiting the southern part of Fuerteventura one of the lads car almost collided with a bewildered savage goat (they are all over the place)...

I  could be writing for ages, but it wouldn't the best way to complete this entry.

Basically, one more day for surfing, enjoying the uncomparable company of the guys I 've been travelling with, and some more buses, planes before ending up in the Mediterranean shore again...

Behave as the Three Wise men might show up in your house...

Love and surfing!

After three days in Fuerteventura

I have no memory enough to recall all those things we did in the last week, but certainly, we are doing good!

Today, swell conditions were supossed to be even bigger than in the previous days. Thankfully, on this occasion, we got to the right spot: Majanicho beach, a right hander with low tide: watch out the rocks!!!

Besides that, a historical event has happened, the day when Dan Johnson, became Gerry Lopez!! Unfortunately, he did not have that stylish moustache, lol!!!

I just can't believe my eyes! Tomorrow we will be leaving the island to return to Gran Canaria for one more day...

Sometimes, I do try to tide up all those furious thoughts and images running like wild horses towards...For two nights in a row I have been sleeping very badly, and on top of that, uncomfortable dreams...

Somehow, it isn't a surprise as Morpheus, long ago, decided to declare me "non grata person"

As has been proved in many different situations, we always get used to do certain things without even thinking why we do it...After a sip on a hot cup of tea, and a bite on a massive sandwich (great value by the way) a few tables away, a girl seemed to be absolutely in love with the guy she was sharing breakfast with..I told one of my mates: " That's beautiful" He naturally replied: "It is, indeed"..

It would remind to that Pearl Jam song: "Elderly woman behind the counter" if we were in a God's forsaken road cafeteria in the States...

 Love and surfing.

January 1, 2012

La montaña de Tindaya

You are the first two people that I've seen kissing each other this 2012, and that's wonderful!

Those were my words to a couple I met by chance outside the club, and it was very touching. They replied with a sincere: Thank you for your kind words.

I will never forget that lovely image...

If I am determined to be involved with mankind, I guess loving its the best way to do it. Furthermore, a friend of mine gave me a beautiful piece of advice: Hold to your good actions, and forget about others mistakes...It could be in the other way round  as well...


Everyone's here and surf's up!!!


I am struggling to put myself together in order to compose properly. I assume that the endless number of Arehucas doesn't help at all! 

The last couple of days have been just great, chilling with the lads, recalling those almost forgotten images of Fuerteventura island: the wide variety of the land's colours, the long stretching straps of sand and "malpais", the persistent wind...

Some days ahead to keep on enjoying all those little instants of  magic...

It seems to happen like a miracle how swiftly we forget about many things whilst some others remain regardless our will...  


Love!