<?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-4810437370107858055</id><updated>2012-01-16T01:48:33.077-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavera em Barcelona</title><subtitle type='html'></subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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>26</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-2812175587092488688</id><published>2009-11-09T11:37:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-09T11:43:19.046-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Álbum de fotos de BA</title><content type='html'>O álbum de fotos de Buenos Aires já está no ar: &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/BuenosAires2009Web?feat=directlink"&gt;Buenos Aires 2009 web @ PicasaWeb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: 194px;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="background: transparent url(http://picasaweb.google.com.br/s/c/transparent_album_background.gif) no-repeat scroll left center; height: 194px; -moz-background-clip: border; -moz-background-origin: padding; -moz-background-inline-policy: continuous;" align="center"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/BuenosAires2009Web?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SvcWY5J9JlE/AAAAAAAADzs/Pg4mHF4zPac/s160-c/BuenosAires2009Web.jpg" style="margin: 1px 0pt 0pt 4px;" height="160" width="160" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center; font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/BuenosAires2009Web?feat=embedwebsite" style="color: rgb(77, 77, 77); font-weight: bold; text-decoration: none;"&gt;Buenos Aires 2009 web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-2812175587092488688?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/2812175587092488688/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=2812175587092488688' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/2812175587092488688'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/2812175587092488688'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2009/11/album-de-fotos-de-ba.html' title='Álbum de fotos de BA'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SvcWY5J9JlE/AAAAAAAADzs/Pg4mHF4zPac/s72-c/BuenosAires2009Web.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-580102188386230633</id><published>2009-11-09T10:42:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:18:24.879-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Buenos Aires cervecera</title><content type='html'>A cerveja foi uma das estrelas da viagem. Guiados pelo mapa do site &lt;a href="http://www.logiacervecera.com/"&gt;Logia Cervecera&lt;/a&gt; fomos em busca de novos aromas e sabores.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O primeiro bar que visitamos foi o &lt;a href="http://www.bullerpub.com/"&gt;"Buller Pub &amp;amp; Brewery"&lt;/a&gt;. É muito legal experimentar a degustação dos chopes locais, e muito em conta também. O pub tem mesas ao ar livre em frente para o famoso cemitério da Recoleta, que vem muito a calhar em dias quentes. Todas as cervejas são realmente boas e destaque vai para a &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oktoberfest&lt;/span&gt;, muito maltada e refrescante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/xT2OQt1kHFcQHpC92emhag?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SvcWmQPgRrI/AAAAAAAADu0/yn7PW6OZkT8/s400/DSC00127.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/BuenosAires2009Web?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Buenos Aires 2009 web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na nossa rápida passagem pelo bairro de Palermo Viejo, tomei uma cerveja &lt;a href="http://www.otromundo.com/esp/golden-ale.html"&gt;"Otro Mundo Golden Ale"&lt;/a&gt; no Prologo Bar. Uma ale suave bem razoável, que ajudou a espantar o calor e a digerir o picada de frios, que deixou muito a desejar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na noite seguinte, a aventura mais arriscada: ir conhecer o &lt;a href="http://www.spangher.com.ar/index.htm"&gt;"Spangher"&lt;/a&gt;, no afastado bairro de Vila Urquiza. O "Spangher" se revelou um pequeno bar de bairro mantido pelo senhor Daniel Spanghero, que apesar da carranca portenha foi muito simpático. A cerveja do local foi apenas razoável, achei um tanto aguada e sem personalidade. Em compensação a picada de frios era de primeira linha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para terminar a noite, já a caminho do hotel, passamos pelo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gibraltar Bar&lt;/span&gt;, em San Telmo. Foi lá a surpresa cervejeira da viagem. Em uma torneira &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vintage&lt;/span&gt;, em que a pressão é feita à manivela, eles tiram o chope &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Kingston Scotch Ale&lt;/span&gt;, servido a mesma temperatura do porão. Muito corpo e lúpulo nesta cerveja cor de cobre e turva. Por 13 pesos, tive que tomar outra.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na última noite fomos conhecer o &lt;a href="http://www.cruzatbeer.com/"&gt;"Cruzat Beer House"&lt;/a&gt;. Comecei experimentando um dos chopes da casa. Fui de &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;American Pale Ale&lt;/span&gt;, e assim como a Dry Stout do Buller, o sabor de papelão dominou todos os outros sabores. Acho que dei azar. Para compensar pedi uma &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Gülmen Barley Wine&lt;/span&gt; e não me arrependo. Muito complexa, com início seco e depois um leve frutado, como de uvas passas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A despedida de Buenos Aires foi no bar que mais gosto na cidade, o &lt;a href="http://viajeaqui.abril.com.br/blog/direto-buenos-aires/2009/07/cafe-el-federal/"&gt;El Federal&lt;/a&gt;. Para mim este bar resume a experiência Porteña. Balcão e mobiliário antiqüíssimos e um cardápio extenso, com todos os standards da cultura botequeira local. Servem chope artesanal, que parece ser da marca &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Imperial&lt;/span&gt;. Tomei o colorado, mas não me perguntem qual o estilo dessa cerveja. Baixo amargor e carbonatação com final levemente adocicado. Era avermelhada e turva. Pode não ser o melhor chope da cidade, mas o cenário faz valer a pena cada gole.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/kmyn3peiIPn7jZFIdAYV6g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SvcXy7t7TdI/AAAAAAAADzY/xTh2S06Ysc8/s400/DSC00616.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/BuenosAires2009Web?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Buenos Aires 2009 web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de alguns dias de muita cerveja em Buenos Aires posso dizer que a cultura cervejeira está muito bem estabelecida por lá. Ótimos bares com ótimas cervejas.&lt;br /&gt;Para mim é impossível não comparar com  São Paulo. Não sei se é por uma questão cultural, nacionalista ou apenas econômica, mas tive a impressão que por lá a cultura cervejeira está muito mais voltada à produção local, diferente daqui onde valorizamos bastante os rótulos importados. Em Buenos Aires é muito mais fácil achar bares que vendem cervejas especiais locais do que é em São Paulo. Já os bares, enquanto em SP eles esbanjam requinte,  em BA sobram em personalidade.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-580102188386230633?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/580102188386230633/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=580102188386230633' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/580102188386230633'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/580102188386230633'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2009/11/o-primeiro-bar-que-visitamos-foi-o.html' title='Buenos Aires cervecera'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SvcWmQPgRrI/AAAAAAAADu0/yn7PW6OZkT8/s72-c/DSC00127.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-8291457766341454591</id><published>2009-11-01T12:34:00.008-02:00</published><updated>2009-11-04T16:43:08.969-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Buenos Aires molhada</title><content type='html'>60 horas em Buenos Aires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de dois de muito calor, agora chuva e frio.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até esta viagem o único tango que conhecia em Buenos Aires era aquele dos shows para turistas em San Telmo. Não desta vez!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Duas noites e duas ótimas experiências com tango para porteños.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na primeira, fomos ao &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=el+Boliche+de+Roberto+buenos+aires&amp;amp;sll=-34.588439,-58.408835&amp;amp;sspn=0.012595,0.01929&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hq=el+Boliche+de+Roberto&amp;amp;hnear=Ciudad+Aut%C3%B3noma+de+Buenos+Aires,+Argentina&amp;amp;ll=-34.606491,-58.421752&amp;amp;spn=0.012151,0.027466&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=16&amp;amp;iwloc=A"&gt;Boliche de Roberto&lt;/a&gt;. Um bar de ambientação despretenciosa, lembra muito os botecos de samba para universitários na V. Madalena. Lógico que aqui havia uma diferença, a música. Nada de percussão, apenas um violão e uma voz sem amplificação. Era tango para prestar atenção nas letras e na  interpretação.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y51mZcY9nzw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Y51mZcY9nzw&amp;amp;hl=pt-br&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na segunda noite fomos conhecer um dos espaços para tango mais comentados de Buenos Aires, o &lt;a href="http://www.caff.com.ar/"&gt;Club Atletico Fernandez Fierro&lt;/a&gt;. Um galpão com cara de ginásio, mas não há nada de atlético no lugar. Ficamos curiosos com a proposta da noite, um encontro entre tango e fado. Mas o que importava mesmo era a música portenha. Novos artistas revigorando velhos temas.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-8291457766341454591?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/8291457766341454591/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=8291457766341454591' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/8291457766341454591'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/8291457766341454591'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2009/11/buenos-aires-molhada.html' title='Buenos Aires molhada'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-3589254686726503653</id><published>2009-10-30T19:58:00.007-02:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:24:01.347-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Buenos Aires caliente</title><content type='html'>36 horas em Buenos Aires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já nos perguntamos algumas vezes porque São Paulo não pode ser um pouco como aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ontem chegamos na hora do almoço, fazia mais de 30º. O aeroporto J. Newbery é o Congonhas daqui. A única diferença é que fica de frente para o Rio da Prata. Havia um motorista nos esperando, uma placa com meu nome e muito mal humor. Com o peso tão fraco, fica fácil ser chique por aqui.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estamos hospedados na&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=q&amp;amp;source=s_q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=gurda+hotel&amp;amp;sll=-34.626216,-58.355856&amp;amp;sspn=0.035173,0.077162&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;hq=gurda+hotel&amp;amp;hnear=&amp;amp;ll=-34.626746,-58.368902&amp;amp;spn=0.008352,0.01929&amp;amp;z=16"&gt; esquina &lt;/a&gt;que mais haviamos gostado da outra vez que viemos aqui. Um parque, dois bares centenários e uma sorveteria. Na verdade isso serve bem de resumo do que mais gostamos em Buenos Aires.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/FewCCf7FF3X-CG0XSWpd3g?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SvcXTLeSVoI/AAAAAAAADxs/ZLc3xdKZsE4/s400/DSC00461.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/BuenosAires2009Web?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Buenos Aires 2009 web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje fomos ao museu &lt;a href="http://www.malba.org.ar/web/home.php"&gt;Malba&lt;/a&gt;. Lá estava o &lt;a href="http://images.google.com/images?q=abaporu"&gt;Abaporu&lt;/a&gt; da Tarsila do Amaral e uma ótima exposição do Andy Warhol. Ele poderia estar em qualquer lugar, mas termos que vir tão longe para ver o grande ícone da arte brasileira do século XX é um tanto frustrante. Mas pelo menos a Tarsila está bem acompanhada por Di Cavalcante, Cícero Dias, Lígia Clark, Fernando Botero, Frida Kalo, Diego Rivera, e por aí vai o acervo permanente do Malba.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A tarde, depois de algumas cervejas, fomos conhecer o Cemitério da Recoleta. Passamos batidos pela Evita, mas ficamos fascinados pelo túmulo da Liliana, que faleceu em 1970 aos 26 anos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width: auto;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/pxS0PbJN1f8iiTXx6T8vRw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SvcWy-c_zJI/AAAAAAAADvo/SYDwyZrD-FY/s400/DSC00190.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family: arial,sans-serif; font-size: 11px; text-align: right;"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/BuenosAires2009Web?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Buenos Aires 2009 web&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-3589254686726503653?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/3589254686726503653/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=3589254686726503653' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/3589254686726503653'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/3589254686726503653'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2009/10/buenos-aires-caliente.html' title='Buenos Aires caliente'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SvcXTLeSVoI/AAAAAAAADxs/ZLc3xdKZsE4/s72-c/DSC00461.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-8761323014133692615</id><published>2009-10-28T16:51:00.002-02:00</published><updated>2009-10-28T17:04:53.632-02:00</updated><title type='text'>A caminho do Rio da Prata</title><content type='html'>Embarcamos para Buenos Aires amanhã cedo. Mais uma vez vamos nos juntar a horda de brasileiros que baixa por lá a cada feriado. Mas dessa vez será diferente! Vamos colocar nossa fama de viajantes experientes à prova. Como já cumprimos o circuito turístico da outra vez que estivemos por lá, pretendemos passar nossos dias entre cafés e bares escondidos nas esquinas mais improváveis de B.A..&lt;br /&gt;Se nem isso der certo seremos obrigados a nos prestar ao ridículo de fingir sermos estrangeiros de outras paradas. Qualquer coisa para não ter que aguentar aquela confraternização forçada que turistas brasileiros aplicam a gente em toda viagem que fazemos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dessa vez o hotel promete wi-fi no quarto, então haverão atualizações diárias, espero...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-8761323014133692615?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/8761323014133692615/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=8761323014133692615' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/8761323014133692615'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/8761323014133692615'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2009/10/caminho-do-rio-da-prata.html' title='A caminho do Rio da Prata'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-1715872894740474471</id><published>2009-07-16T14:34:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:27:36.410-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Nas Nuvens</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/PRnMlFbg9geMxh-Zdo7IxQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Sl0kJunEv2I/AAAAAAAADZM/NfN4rQOdkOo/s400/Aiuruoca%20II%20006.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/SerraDoPapagaioAiuruocaMG?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Serra do Papagaio, Aiuruoca / MG&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Passamos o último feriado na &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?q=-22.038286,-44.691796&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;sll=-22.031309,-44.689894&amp;amp;sspn=0.055058,0.077162&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=-22.002583,-44.700279&amp;amp;spn=0.220276,0.439453&amp;amp;z=12"&gt;Serra do Papagaio, em Aiuruoca / MG&lt;/a&gt;. Isolados do resto do mundo, a quase 2000m de altitude. Onde ouve-se o som do silêncio e vê-se a cor do ar puro.&lt;br /&gt;Ficamos hospedados na &lt;a href="http://www.doladodela.com.br/"&gt;Pousada do Lado De Lá&lt;/a&gt;, de (muito) difícil acesso e sem energia elétrica. Mas se o banho é quente tudo está resolvido! Agradeço ao Guilherme por erguer aquele espaço, a Marcela pela comida maravilhosa e principalmente ao Márcio pelo esforço incansável e a inesgotável simpatia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue o link para o álbum de fotos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/SerraDoPapagaioAiuruocaMG?feat=directlink"&gt;Galeria Serra do Papagaio, Aiuruoca/MG @ PicasaWeb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-1715872894740474471?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/1715872894740474471/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=1715872894740474471' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/1715872894740474471'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/1715872894740474471'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2009/07/nas-nuvens.html' title='Nas Nuvens'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Sl0kJunEv2I/AAAAAAAADZM/NfN4rQOdkOo/s72-c/Aiuruoca%20II%20006.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-4419498992508808058</id><published>2009-03-03T12:41:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:31:42.848-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Chile 2009</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/6Ic6-771Br8YhZpeJR-EKQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SavicSWiN-I/AAAAAAAABZs/L_m1xKkPDMI/s400/vale%20del%20yeso%20205.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Chile2009?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Chile 2009&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Acho que dificilmente voltarei para Barcelona tão cedo. Mas em compensação passamos este carnaval no Chile, e foi uma viagem fantástica. Segue abaixo o link para o álbum de fotografias.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Chile2009?authkey=Gv1sRgCPSso4-Wwf-TEQ&amp;feat=directlink"&gt;Galeria Chile 2009 @ PicasaWeb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-4419498992508808058?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/4419498992508808058/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=4419498992508808058' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/4419498992508808058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/4419498992508808058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2009/03/chile-2009.html' title='Chile 2009'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SavicSWiN-I/AAAAAAAABZs/L_m1xKkPDMI/s72-c/vale%20del%20yeso%20205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-5524620292083164052</id><published>2008-09-12T10:40:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:36:14.828-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Mais Fotos</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/1iAm6ADFdZOLVEiwSaOAig?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SMmzHK4EJsI/AAAAAAAAAxM/QY2eIFS6Cac/s400/europa%202008%20223.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa20082Lbum?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;europa 2008 2ºálbum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Já passaram 3 meses desde que voltamos de viagem. Hoje gosto até das fotografias que havia descartado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa20082Lbum#"&gt;Galeria Europa 2008 2° Álbum @ PicasaWeb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-5524620292083164052?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/5524620292083164052/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=5524620292083164052' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/5524620292083164052'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/5524620292083164052'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/09/mais-fotos.html' title='Mais Fotos'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SMmzHK4EJsI/AAAAAAAAAxM/QY2eIFS6Cac/s72-c/europa%202008%20223.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-2676265678312677976</id><published>2008-07-25T00:03:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-10-22T16:17:47.086-02:00</updated><title type='text'>Sant'Angelo in Colle</title><content type='html'>Um domingo. Depois de assistirmos a uma missa na abadia de Sant'Antimo (com direito a  cantos gregorianos), seguimos uma estrada de terra por entre os vinhedos. Chegamos em &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=sant%27angelo+in+colle+italia&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.995919,11.461552&amp;amp;spn=0.017734,0.04446&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;Sant'Angelo in Colle&lt;/a&gt; bem na hora da festa. Depois da cantoria houve um banquete. Uma pena que não fomos convidados.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uPNjkEI1lU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/8uPNjkEI1lU&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/9y_L7Y0bj80&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/9y_L7Y0bj80&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-2676265678312677976?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/2676265678312677976/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=2676265678312677976' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/2676265678312677976'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/2676265678312677976'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/07/blog-post.html' title='Sant&apos;Angelo in Colle'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-7085110142827763793</id><published>2008-06-17T14:27:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2008-06-17T14:32:23.927-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Se as fotos expressassem o que foi realmente....</title><content type='html'>De qualquer forma montamos um álbum com as melhores fotos de nossa viagem:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008"&gt;Galeria Europa 2008 @ PicasaWeb&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-7085110142827763793?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/7085110142827763793/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=7085110142827763793' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/7085110142827763793'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/7085110142827763793'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/06/se-as-fotos-expressassem-o-que.html' title='Se as fotos expressassem o que foi realmente....'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-3193132778421231497</id><published>2008-06-12T06:26:00.010-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:47:09.836-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Em busca da verdadeira Toscana</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/L4mc50wiG55Dgho2hMtKWQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFexI5_AP4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/SeuW7Ltp-Nk/s400/106.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estava escurecendo e nós, perdidos e sem rumo em uma estrada secundária no interior da região da Toscana (Itália), decidimos: "Paramos no primeiro hotel que encontrarmos". Depois de mais 10km rodados achamos &lt;a href="http://www.terredorcia.it/index.html"&gt;um hotel na beira da estrada&lt;/a&gt;. Era só para passar a noite, acabamos ficando três.&lt;br /&gt;Na Toscana, toda cidade pela qual se passa vale a pena visitar. Pode-se viajar a esmo, decidindo o próximo destino a cada parada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/uwN90GA02bhK7WtOGlZpjg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFeyxLMBt0I/AAAAAAAAAdg/Lwak9Ae4pAM/s400/117.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Por aqui, todo canto tem muita história para contar. A região é habitada desde a civilização Etrusca, povo que fundou Roma. Cidades milenares, igrejas seculares, paisagens renascentistas. A cada quilômetro rodado uma nova paisagem que  prendia a atenção e fazia aumentar o afeto pela Toscana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Alguns dos lugares pelos quais passamos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/nTtmAEUxa0V93U08fXUr-Q?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbURZ19H9I/AAAAAAAAAbE/TQbAMvPO-IU/s400/100.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=abbazia+di+monte+oliveto+maggiore&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.176672,11.545472&amp;amp;spn=0.03211,0.074844&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=14"&gt;Abadia do Monte Oliveto Maggiore. &lt;/a&gt;Com afrescos sobre a vida de São Benedito.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/Y-rcw0JcKoLRXP4CBPK0WA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFeygouCDHI/AAAAAAAAAdI/7Cg5UiCiALE/s400/114.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=terme+di+saturnia&amp;amp;sll=43.176672,11.545472&amp;amp;sspn=0.03211,0.074844&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;ll=42.657981,11.51938&amp;amp;spn=0.016191,0.037422&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;Terme di Saturnia&lt;/a&gt;.  Termas naturais e pública de águas quentes e sulfurosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/q3PZ1K2sIVw9u_fkuc1Zsg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFexQZOb4vI/AAAAAAAAAc4/bu6_b-HeblQ/s400/111.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=pitigliano&amp;amp;sll=42.657981,11.51938&amp;amp;sspn=0.016191,0.037422&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.638,11.674519&amp;amp;spn=0.064783,0.149689&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=13"&gt;Pitigliano.&lt;/a&gt; Cidade de origem etrusca, que nasce de cima das rochas vulcânicas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/P1zIdOM0I-BcV-BHMJ2jIA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFe1cdM30vI/AAAAAAAAAfM/eL-4O7UcbF8/s400/130.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;q=Abbazia+San+Galgano,+Chiusdino+Siena,+Toscana,+It%C3%A1lia&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;cd=1&amp;amp;geocode=0,43.150315,11.154537&amp;amp;ll=43.150566,11.154535&amp;amp;spn=0.032123,0.074844&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=14"&gt;Abadia de São Galgano.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/WZj8yl7rcCFdByMqgY1lwQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFezdLHOxJI/AAAAAAAAAeI/BO5jo3ZnPko/s400/122.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=pitigliano&amp;amp;sll=42.657981,11.51938&amp;amp;sspn=0.016191,0.037422&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.638,11.674519&amp;amp;spn=0.064783,0.149689&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=13"&gt;Civita di Bagnoregio.&lt;/a&gt; Um dia uma importante cidade-estado. Hoje, paisagem para histórias de fantasia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/48OoVTtUtkb7KBXgBVCGsQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFe1kO0ICKI/AAAAAAAAAfc/lOIEoXVE41E/s400/132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=siena+italia&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.326676,11.330338&amp;amp;spn=0.064061,0.149689&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=13"&gt;Siena&lt;/a&gt;. Uma pequena-grande cidade, ofuscada pelos "dominadores" Médici de Florença.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-3193132778421231497?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/3193132778421231497/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=3193132778421231497' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/3193132778421231497'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/3193132778421231497'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/06/em-busca-da-verdadeira-toscana.html' title='Em busca da verdadeira Toscana'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFexI5_AP4I/AAAAAAAAAcM/SeuW7Ltp-Nk/s72-c/106.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-224619051894094923</id><published>2008-06-09T19:06:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:55:01.348-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Venezia</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/UqQNpba8p3XPW2QV_qO7Jw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbRPPMSMgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/etmwTbIj65c/s400/072.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dos destinos mais manjados da Europa, um que nunca desencanei foi Veneza. Aquele papo de que "tem que ir logo, antes que afunde" serviu como uma boa desculpa. Foi  hospedagem mais cara de nossa viagem, mas uma janela com vista para um canal repleto de gondoleiros vale o "esforço".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/qplWGboaJhwauLfSLP_mhQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbTMUi5N_I/AAAAAAAAAaI/Nm5bDe014ys/s400/093.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-224619051894094923?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/224619051894094923/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=224619051894094923' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/224619051894094923'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/224619051894094923'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/06/venezia.html' title='Venezia'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbRPPMSMgI/AAAAAAAAAXY/etmwTbIj65c/s72-c/072.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-7691043944547850513</id><published>2008-06-09T18:38:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:56:34.437-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Italia mi amore</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/p78Grr2W3a6RdFPMLysF_A?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbPszCuNDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/YWZmb9hi6-I/s400/064.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a primeira vez que vou a Itália. Apesar do sobrenome, nunca tinha tido uma imensa curiosidade pelo país. Mas por insistência da Shell acabamos incluindo no nosso roteiro. Para metade da viagem!&lt;br /&gt;Em nosso primeiro dia, em Milão, já estávamos aclimatados. Era feriado da constituição italiana. Haviam diversas apresentações pelas ruas do centro velho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/w-R-ZY0EH97tTxF7jebVFQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbPua7vCtI/AAAAAAAAAWg/shlW3ExSf3c/s400/065.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-7691043944547850513?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/7691043944547850513/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=7691043944547850513' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/7691043944547850513'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/7691043944547850513'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/06/italia-mi-amore.html' title='Italia mi amore'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbPszCuNDI/AAAAAAAAAWY/YWZmb9hi6-I/s72-c/064.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-4128422613986134686</id><published>2008-06-05T15:03:00.004-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T15:58:49.636-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Barcelona para sempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/9p6dD-9hV4HJcW8aZqvFCQ?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbIlVAGB1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/TpDrxCrIcVQ/s400/048.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É a terceira vez que vou a Barcelona e ja me sinto em casa. Mais uma vez a "desculpa" para passar uns dias hospedado na cidade, mesmo com a minha irma morando tao perto foi o festival Primavera Sound. Não conheço outros festivais europeus mas esse com certeza é especial para quem gosta de musica alternativa. Sem falar do sitio do festival as margens do Mediterrâneo em um parque futurista.&lt;br /&gt;Para completar ficamos hospedados em um pequena pensão, em uma rua calma próxima ao centro. O quarto tinha uma deliciosa varanda florida com vista para a rua.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/CqYkVWWCW8E4zKvw_xvruw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh4.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbGzcoYKtI/AAAAAAAAAT4/Fi-UpZNvLRY/s400/045.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-4128422613986134686?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/4128422613986134686/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=4128422613986134686' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/4128422613986134686'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/4128422613986134686'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/06/barcelona-para-sempre.html' title='Barcelona para sempre'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh6.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFbIlVAGB1I/AAAAAAAAAUQ/TpDrxCrIcVQ/s72-c/048.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-3755419417817585023</id><published>2008-05-30T08:32:00.005-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:00:15.347-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Um país shopping center</title><content type='html'>&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/nIudR-IWejWRX3LwUoKXpA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SMmzUPqjGWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ou7er_ZDMok/s400/europa%202008%20058.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa20082Lbum?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;europa 2008 2ºálbum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nossa última parada, já no caminho de volta a Catalunha, foi o &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=andorra&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;z=11"&gt;principado de Andorra&lt;/a&gt;. Um país nanico entre as montanhas. Suas poucas cidades se dividem entre estações de esqui e centros de compras. A capital, Andorra La Vella, é um grande shopping center a céu aberto. Lojas de todo tipo de produto de consumo e de luxo, todas as marcas possíveis.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois de dormir e fazer uma compras(lógico!), pegamos a estrada para Barcelona. Tínhamos que devolver o carro antes de irmos para a casa de minha irmã em Sant Celoni.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/On_QHVoLr9V08V1iQbVtMA?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SMmzWEh7l9I/AAAAAAAAAyo/Qy2lX5mCGXg/s400/europa%202008%20091.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa20082Lbum?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;europa 2008 2ºálbum&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-3755419417817585023?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/3755419417817585023/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=3755419417817585023' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/3755419417817585023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/3755419417817585023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/05/um-pas-shopping-center.html' title='Um país shopping center'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SMmzUPqjGWI/AAAAAAAAAyY/Ou7er_ZDMok/s72-c/europa%202008%20058.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-2966006731151707388</id><published>2008-05-28T19:46:00.011-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:03:06.202-03:00</updated><title type='text'>França Express</title><content type='html'>Foi uma passagem relâmpago pela França, ainda mais para quem nunca havia passado por lá. Cruzamos a fronteira pelas estradas sinuosas dos Pirineus. Vinte quilômetros França a dentro e finalmente o sol aparece. Paramos em &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Arreau&amp;amp;sll=42.90552,0.357227&amp;amp;sspn=0.029926,0.057592&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.913692,0.359116&amp;amp;spn=0.119687,0.23037&amp;amp;z=12&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Arreau&lt;/a&gt; para comer e esticar as pernas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/XptRGvlIorZOJZeIyfE3qg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFa-MSbFCZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CinBPVuOk30/s400/021.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Experimentamos os crepes locais antes de subirmos as montanhas novamente. Depois de muito ziguezague atingimos o &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Col+du+Tourmalet+&amp;amp;sll=42.910518,0.14617&amp;amp;sspn=0.007481,0.019162&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.908364,0.145226&amp;amp;spn=0.007481,0.019162&amp;amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=16&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Col du  Tourmalet&lt;/a&gt;, um pico nevado a 2115m de altitude.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/issKeLMgr6S5qf1dvMefrw?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFa_QlGSUmI/AAAAAAAAASQ/ZJc4TrAeyMo/s400/034.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Então, seguimos até &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com.br/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=pt-BR&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=lourdes+france&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=43.106999,-0.045662&amp;amp;spn=0.119311,0.306587&amp;amp;z=12&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Lourdes&lt;/a&gt;. Uma cidade de peregrinação católica, cheia de senhoras fervorosas, na maioria italianas. Contra os meus preconceitos, fomos muito bem recebidos em toda a França mesmo sem falar francês.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-2966006731151707388?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/2966006731151707388/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=2966006731151707388' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/2966006731151707388'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/2966006731151707388'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/05/frana-express.html' title='França Express'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFa-MSbFCZI/AAAAAAAAAQo/CinBPVuOk30/s72-c/021.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-1108645812040470084</id><published>2008-05-25T07:15:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2010-03-24T16:06:32.585-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Aqui estamos!</title><content type='html'>A viagem foi cansativa, mas isso ñao è nada. O importante è que aqui estamos, na Europa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jà visitamos minha irmã em &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=sant+celoni,+spain&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=41.73033,2.491837&amp;amp;spn=0.199849,0.464172&amp;amp;z=11&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;Sant Celoni&lt;/a&gt;, Catalunha e agora estamos em &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=es&amp;amp;geocode=&amp;amp;q=Torla,+Spain&amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.70666,-0.111237&amp;amp;spn=0.393566,0.928345&amp;amp;z=10"&gt;Torla&lt;/a&gt;, Aragón.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/LxJ1t-tM0tJSGBkyPpQ8mg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFa3r-61ZYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fW0tBEMBngA/s400/013.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Viemos conhecer a região dos Pirineos e o &lt;a href="http://www.ordesa.net/"&gt;parque nacional do vale de Ordesa e Monte Perdido&lt;/a&gt;. Mesmo com a chuva o lugar è imperdível.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table style="width:auto;"&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/lh/photo/XQsckdJP24Hqsb7Hu5zymg?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;&lt;img src="http://lh5.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFa9ZHrWjHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Hu9y3N6Hw6c/s400/020.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="font-family:arial,sans-serif; font-size:11px; text-align:right"&gt;De &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com.br/fermaspac/Europa2008?feat=embedwebsite"&gt;Europa 2008&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esse aí é o carrinho que está nos transportando pelas estradas molhadas. Ao fundo está a vila de Torla.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-1108645812040470084?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/1108645812040470084/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=1108645812040470084' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/1108645812040470084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/1108645812040470084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/05/aqui-estamos.html' title='Aqui estamos!'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://lh3.ggpht.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/SFa3r-61ZYI/AAAAAAAAAPk/fW0tBEMBngA/s72-c/013.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-1555506158441070751</id><published>2008-05-05T15:53:00.006-03:00</published><updated>2008-05-16T11:18:57.089-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Primavera 2.0</title><content type='html'>Nunca pensei que isso pudesse acontecer de novo, mas vai.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pelo segundo ano consecutivo estarei presente no festival &lt;a href="http://www.primaverasound.com/"&gt;(Estrella Damm) Primavera Sound&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;Agora, o mais legal, é que desta vez é que estarei acompanhado por ninguém menos que pela espertíssima Shelley, minha querida companheira.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir de 23/05 estaremos na Catalunha, quando escreverei diariamente. Certo ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-1555506158441070751?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/1555506158441070751/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=1555506158441070751' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/1555506158441070751'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/1555506158441070751'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2008/05/primavera-20.html' title='Primavera 2.0'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-2741105028071453960</id><published>2007-06-12T09:08:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-12T11:44:53.559-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Resumão - Segunda Semana</title><content type='html'>Bom Pessoal,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peço desculpas aos leitores por não ter mantido o blog atualizado na segunda semana da minha viagem. Então aqui vai um resumão:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Segunda-Feira 4 de junho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Acordei ainda de ressaca do festival.  Levantei correndo pois tinha que fazer o check-out do albergue. Minha temporada no &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;Gothic Point Hostel&lt;/span&gt; tinha acabado.&lt;br /&gt;Era feriado em Barcelona, tudo estava fechado. Fui passear no &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=Pla%C3%A7a+de+Ciutadella,+08032,+Barcelona,+Barcelona,+Catalonia,+Spain&amp;sll=37.0625,-95.677068&amp;amp;sspn=61.845747,114.609375&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;cd=4&amp;ll=41.387274,2.18967&amp;amp;spn=0.014553,0.027981&amp;z=15&amp;amp;om=1"&gt;Parc de la Ciutadella.&lt;/a&gt; Essa parque foi um dia uma cidade fortificada, que foi demolida para a feira mundial de 1888.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6SuQM8qSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/W7-6q6znMZs/s1600-h/P6040073.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6SuQM8qSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/W7-6q6znMZs/s320/P6040073.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075155153414039842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6SMAM8qQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pff03J_6B8s/s1600-h/P6040071.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6SMAM8qQI/AAAAAAAAAFk/pff03J_6B8s/s320/P6040071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075154565003520258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois do passeio pelo parque fui pegar o trem para voltar a &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=sant+celoni,+Spain&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=41.706241,2.493553&amp;spn=0.114828,0.223846&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;t=h&amp;z=12&amp;amp;iwloc=addr&amp;om=1"&gt;Sant Celoni&lt;/a&gt;. Esta semana ficarei hospedado na casa da minha irmã. No caminho para estação encontrei o maior supositório do mundo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6TcAM8qTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NzKz3BmZenw/s1600-h/P6040081.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6TcAM8qTI/AAAAAAAAAF8/NzKz3BmZenw/s320/P6040081.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075155939393055026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terça-Feira, 5 de junho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;Foi dia de preguiça e algumas compras. Até que Sant Celoni é uma cidade bonita. Vejam o prédio da prefeitura e a igreja.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6UegM8qUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eBkUauL2of8/s1600-h/P6050002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6UegM8qUI/AAAAAAAAAGE/eBkUauL2of8/s320/P6050002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075157081854355778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6UwwM8qVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jFCNvquEol4/s1600-h/P6050003.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6UwwM8qVI/AAAAAAAAAGM/jFCNvquEol4/s320/P6050003.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075157395386968402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Quarta-Feira, 6 de junho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fui conhecer os arredores de Sant Celoni. Nas montanhas atrás da cidade está situado o parque natural de Montseny. Subimos por uma estradinha sinuosa até uma vila chamada &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=la+costa+del+Montseny,+Barcelona,+Catalonia,+Spain&amp;sll=41.733917,2.459221&amp;amp;sspn=0.115804,0.223846&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;om=1&amp;ll=41.747959,2.418838&amp;amp;spn=0.007396,0.014591&amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=16&amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;La Costa del Montseny.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;q=la+costa+del+Montseny,+Barcelona,+Catalonia,+Spain&amp;amp;sll=41.733917,2.459221&amp;sspn=0.115804,0.223846&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;om=1&amp;amp;ll=41.747959,2.418838&amp;spn=0.007396,0.014591&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;t=h&amp;z=16&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6WvQM8qWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CQmAhPfcWq8/s1600-h/P6060014.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6WvQM8qWI/AAAAAAAAAGU/CQmAhPfcWq8/s320/P6060014.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075159568640420194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6W5gM8qXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2bpiIkUngck/s1600-h/P6060013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6W5gM8qXI/AAAAAAAAAGc/2bpiIkUngck/s320/P6060013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075159744734079346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;br /&gt;Quinta-Feira, 7 de junho&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Fomos para a praia ! O litoral norte da Catalunha é conhecido como Costa Brava. É uma região muito vistada por turistas de toda Europa. Logo pude perceber isso ao chegar em &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=tossa+,+Spain&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;om=1&amp;ll=41.722419,2.933178&amp;amp;spn=0.014798,0.029182&amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=15"&gt;Tossa de Mar.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nesta cidade a parte nova lembra muitos os balneários popular da baixada santista, com muitos idosos alemães e americanos. Mas o trunfo de Tossa é a cidade velha, que ainda preserva algumas torres, parte da muralha e muitas ruas com seu traçado original.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6ZrgM8qYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/t5RI78a8kSU/s1600-h/DSCF0043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6ZrgM8qYI/AAAAAAAAAGk/t5RI78a8kSU/s320/DSCF0043.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075162802750794114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6aDQM8qZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pRNdWl3xj6c/s1600-h/DSCF0051.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6aDQM8qZI/AAAAAAAAAGs/pRNdWl3xj6c/s320/DSCF0051.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075163210772687250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na seqüência seguimos para &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=calella+de+Palafrugell,+Girona,+Catalonia,+Spain&amp;sll=41.893317,3.194736&amp;amp;sspn=0.00361,0.006995&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;om=1&amp;ll=41.8941,3.183975&amp;amp;spn=0.029517,0.058365&amp;t=h&amp;amp;z=14"&gt;Calella de Palafruguell e Llafranc.&lt;/a&gt; Essas duas praias são exatamente o que eu imaginava de uma vila no Mediterrâneo. Casas branquinhas, senhores bigodudos de camisa aberta fumando charuto num café a beira-mar, moças em topless... Sem falar da água calma e de um transparente esverdiado.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6cmwM8qaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Srwc0RBLp1c/s1600-h/DSCF0056.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6cmwM8qaI/AAAAAAAAAG0/Srwc0RBLp1c/s320/DSCF0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075166019681298850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6dJQM8qbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JCTxT2tycBM/s1600-h/DSCF0061.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6dJQM8qbI/AAAAAAAAAG8/JCTxT2tycBM/s320/DSCF0061.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075166612386785714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6dmwM8qcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VdMlEZNgGPs/s1600-h/DSCF0047.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6dmwM8qcI/AAAAAAAAAHE/VdMlEZNgGPs/s320/DSCF0047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075167119192926658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sexta-feira, 8 de junho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na sexta voltei a Barcelona, para me despedir da cidade. Rodei, fiz fotos, tomei cerveja. Foi o dia mais quente da viagem até então, assim logo fui parar na praia. Barceloneta, um bairro antigo de pescadores e trabalhadores do porto, foi construido sobre um aterro. Fica entre o porto "mesmo" e o porto "olímpico". A praia do mesmo nome também é um aterro, foi feita para as Olimpíadas de 1992. Estava muito movimentada nesta sexta-feira, por sua localização central, é ponto de encontro de turistas e perdidos em geral.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6qDQM8qdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kPoMx8onfGU/s1600-h/DSCF0064.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6qDQM8qdI/AAAAAAAAAHM/kPoMx8onfGU/s320/DSCF0064.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075180802958731730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Oproveitei o final da tarde para fazer muitas fotos da arquitetura da cidade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6rRwM8qeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qTciGye6EK0/s1600-h/DSCF0070.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6rRwM8qeI/AAAAAAAAAHU/qTciGye6EK0/s320/DSCF0070.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075182151578462690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6sDQM8qfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ae3nmeW5AYg/s1600-h/DSCF0080.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6sDQM8qfI/AAAAAAAAAHc/Ae3nmeW5AYg/s320/DSCF0080.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075183001981987314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Sábado, 9 de Junho&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mais um dia de praia. Fui com minha irmã e meu cunhado para a Costa Brava mais uma vez. o destino era &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=cadaques,+Spain&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=42.287723,3.270493&amp;spn=0.113784,0.223846&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;t=h&amp;z=12&amp;amp;iwloc=addr&amp;om=1"&gt;Cadaques&lt;/a&gt;. Uma pequena cidade cercada por campos de oliveiras, é conhecida entre outras coisas por ter sido morada do pintor Salvador Dalí.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6v-QM8qgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_fQcdMWnv68/s1600-h/DSCF0097.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6v-QM8qgI/AAAAAAAAAHk/_fQcdMWnv68/s320/DSCF0097.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075187314129152514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6wbgM8qhI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lVY1ZqzHHUA/s1600-h/DSCF0098.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6wbgM8qhI/AAAAAAAAAHs/lVY1ZqzHHUA/s320/DSCF0098.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075187816640326162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6w9wM8qiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kCydRoAyZkw/s1600-h/DSCF0137.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6w9wM8qiI/AAAAAAAAAH0/kCydRoAyZkw/s320/DSCF0137.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075188405050845730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6xTAM8qjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/l5dx2ENee9k/s1600-h/DSCF0131.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6xTAM8qjI/AAAAAAAAAH8/l5dx2ENee9k/s320/DSCF0131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5075188770123065906" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-2741105028071453960?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/2741105028071453960/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=2741105028071453960' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/2741105028071453960'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/2741105028071453960'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2007/06/resumo-segunda-semana.html' title='Resumão - Segunda Semana'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/Rm6SuQM8qSI/AAAAAAAAAF0/W7-6q6znMZs/s72-c/P6040073.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-7207526755675573308</id><published>2007-06-08T05:14:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T06:56:59.684-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Suffragette City</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkUNgM8qMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/XGznDx_Xonc/s1600-h/CIMG0224.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkUNgM8qMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/XGznDx_Xonc/s320/CIMG0224.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073608677424670914" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Domingao de sol em Barcelona. Fui comer uma paella com minha irma e meu cunhado na praia. As praias na cidade ñao sao as mais bonitas, mas almoçar em um restaurante pé na areia nunca é ruim. Depois do almoço fomos conhecer Colonia Guell, uma vila operária no subúrbio de Barcelona. Nesta vila há uma igreja projetada pelo arquiteto Gaudí entre outras construçoes interessantes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkTAQM8qKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lTQ8EPgPwXs/s1600-h/CIMG0211.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkTAQM8qKI/AAAAAAAAAE0/lTQ8EPgPwXs/s320/CIMG0211.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073607350279776418" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&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;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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite teve a festa de encerramento do Primavera Sound 2007 na Sala Apollo. A festa contava com shows do Malajube e Of Montreal entre outros.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkclwM8qPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rshlggdTayo/s1600-h/P6030059.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkclwM8qPI/AAAAAAAAAFc/rshlggdTayo/s320/P6030059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073617890129520882" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Malajube?q=malajube"&gt;Malajube&lt;/a&gt; faz um rock horas pesado e outras horas bem radiofônico. As musicas sao grudentas mesmo sendo cantadas em francês. Já conhecia as músicas, entao me diverti fingindo saber canta-las.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkcMQM8qOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/KGs6qIHTtFM/s1600-h/P6030060.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkcMQM8qOI/AAAAAAAAAFU/KGs6qIHTtFM/s320/P6030060.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073617452042856674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas o sensaçao da noite foi mesmo o&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Of+Montreal?q=of+montreal"&gt; Of Montreal.&lt;/a&gt; Fantástico o show deles!! Sao uma mistura de Flaming Lips com Scissor Sisters. As músicas soam pop e psicodélicas ao mesmo tempo, há momentos chiclete e outros beeem viagem. A performance deles contribui muito para isso, com projeçoes malucas e figurinos divertidos. Encerraram o show com uma versao maravilhosa para "Suffragette City". Que forma genial de encerrar um festival !!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkbiwM8qNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lQB7g5tNDe4/s1600-h/P6030065.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkbiwM8qNI/AAAAAAAAAFM/lQB7g5tNDe4/s320/P6030065.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073616739078285522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Consideraçoes finais sobre o Primavera Sound 2007 :&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Architecture in Helsinki ñao é da Finlândia e Of Montreal ñao é do Canadá.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Os shows que queria ter visto mas ñao foi possivel:&lt;br /&gt;Herman Düne, Comets On Fire, Fennesz &amp;amp; Mike Patton, The Rakes, Low, Spiritualized, Wilco, Grizzly Bear..... ou seja quase todos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O top five:&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Youth&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bragg&lt;br /&gt;Of Montreal&lt;br /&gt;Architecture in Helsinki&lt;br /&gt;Justice&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-7207526755675573308?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/7207526755675573308/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=7207526755675573308' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/7207526755675573308'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/7207526755675573308'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2007/06/domingao-de-sol-em-barcelona.html' title='Suffragette City'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmkUNgM8qMI/AAAAAAAAAFE/XGznDx_Xonc/s72-c/CIMG0224.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-5882102092310292543</id><published>2007-06-05T21:04:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-08T07:00:40.661-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Jaca con Jamón</title><content type='html'>Sábado a tarde fiquei de bobeira. A jaca da noite anterior estava pesando. Fiquei enrolando no albergue até a hora do almoço, que na España é depois das 14h. Deu um rolê pelo centro e já era hora de rumar para o Parc del Forum.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmaJkQM8p-I/AAAAAAAAADU/Tbawe8Mnws4/s1600-h/P6040069.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmaJkQM8p-I/AAAAAAAAADU/Tbawe8Mnws4/s320/P6040069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072893286197012450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;img class="preview" style="width: 235px; height: 318px;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmaJ4QM8p_I/AAAAAAAAADc/8lBFh0j6dg0/s320/P6040067.JPG" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Terceira noite do festival:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O último dia de Parc del Forum começou pelo auditório novamente, para o show do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Jonathan+Richman?q=jonathan+richman"&gt;Jonathan Richman&lt;/a&gt;. Já sou fa dos &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/The+Modern+Lovers"&gt;Modern Lovers&lt;/a&gt; a algum tempo, entao estava ansioso. Mas ao invés do roquezinho singelo dos Modern Lovers, o que assisti foi o show de um trovador espanhol. Esta é a encarnaçao mais recente do Richman.&lt;br /&gt;Apenas com um violao e acompanhado de um baterista, ele cantou muitas músicas de sua carreira solo em versoes em espanhol, dançou e fez muita pose. Ñao poderia esperar muito de um coroa breaco em cima do palco. Até que o show foi divertido. A decepçao foi ñao ouvir sequer uma cançao dos Modern Lovers.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdTMAM8qAI/AAAAAAAAADk/jljrVuqS114/s1600-h/P6020016.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdTMAM8qAI/AAAAAAAAADk/jljrVuqS114/s320/P6020016.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073114970933995522" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direto para o palco Estrela Damm. Onde tocava o &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/The+Long+Blondes"&gt;The Long Blondes&lt;/a&gt; numa deliciosa tarde de sol. Assisti a parte do show sentado no gramado. A banda faz um rock com enfluencias obvias do glam rock e anos 80, com uma pegada legal, ñao muito chiclete.&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;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdTbwM8qBI/AAAAAAAAADs/hgE1j1D6BOY/s1600-h/P6020019.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdTbwM8qBI/AAAAAAAAADs/hgE1j1D6BOY/s320/P6020019.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073115241516935186" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mas estava mais curioso para ver o &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/The+Durutti+Column?q=durutti+column"&gt;Durutti Column&lt;/a&gt;. Connhecia o seu album clássico "The Return of the Durutti Column" que é um primor de rock experimental.  Sem ser cabeça, faz belas músicas instrumentais com guitarras e teclados. E digo que em quase trinta anos de carreira o som de sua guitarra ñao mudou nada. Grande show para um fim de tarde, que reuniu o público mas maduro do festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdTuQM8qCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jWmuGLrKyms/s1600-h/P6020023.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdTuQM8qCI/AAAAAAAAAD0/jWmuGLrKyms/s320/P6020023.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073115559344515106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na seqüencia corri para ver o &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Architecture+in+Helsinki?q=architecture+in+helsinki"&gt;Architecture in Helsinki&lt;/a&gt; desde o começo. E que grande banda POP sao esses. Tem tudo para estourar. Lembram um pouco B-52 e Talking Heads, mas as cançoes sao muita mais bem elaboradas, com diferentes instrumentos e vocais e mudanças repentinas na dinamicas nas músicas. A banda tem 6 membros que se alternam toda hora entre os instrumentos. Vale muito a pena conferir !&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo depois teve a &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Patti+Smith?q=patti+smith"&gt;Patti Smit&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Patti+Smith?q=patti+smith"&gt;h&lt;/a&gt;. Grande figura essa mulher !! Reuniu um boa banda para tocar um rock sonoridade clássica. Ñao gostei tanto das versoes que fez no seu último para musicas como "Guimme Shelter" e "Smells like teen spirit". Mas sai do chao quando tocou"Gloria".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois dessa fui assistir sentadinho ao show do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/The%2BGood%252C%2BThe%2BBad%2B%2526%2BThe%2BQueen"&gt;The Good, The Bad and The Queen&lt;/a&gt;. Essa é a nova banda do Damon Albarn (Blur, Gorillaz) e do Paul Simonon (The Clash). Eles fazem um som super bem produzido, uma espécie de pop-rock adulto moderno. Infelizmente foi meio complicado assistir ao show pois tocaram no palco mais central do festival, do qual se podia ouvir o som dos outros palcos. Como shom do The Good(...) é menos barulhento, com piano e quarteto de cordas(além dos tradicionais guitarra-baixo-bateria), a coisa ficou muito embaralhada...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdUcwM8qEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D7e8-pSVblc/s1600-h/P6020029.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdUcwM8qEI/AAAAAAAAAEE/D7e8-pSVblc/s320/P6020029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073116358208432194" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Bom, o próximo show era o mais aguardado por mim. Merece até uma breve introduçao. Em 1995 comprei o CD "Daydream Nation" do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Sonic+Youth?q=sonic+youth"&gt;Sonic Youth&lt;/a&gt; numa loja de discos (que existe até hoje) no Conj. Nacional, na Av. Paulista. Havia um lote inteiro do disco a venda em uma cesta de descontos por R$8,00, pois deveria estar encalhado. Naquela época eu era um adolescente que gostava de Queen e Heavy Metal. Tudo que conhecia d Sonic Youth era a musica "Sugar Cane" (que tocava nas radios 97rock e Brasil2000) e o clipe da música "Bull in the Heather" (que passava na MTV). Assim, foi a partir desse disco que me interessei pelo tal de rock alternativo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdUsgM8qFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pKa8DIcMysw/s1600-h/P6020030.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdUsgM8qFI/AAAAAAAAAEM/pKa8DIcMysw/s320/P6020030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073116628791371858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Tudo isso para dizer que tive a honra de estar presente no show que abriu a temporada em que a banda irá tocar este disco clássico, na íntegra. Bem ao estilo "Pulse" do Pink Floyd. Talvez nem tanto assim, pois diferente do Pink Floyd, neste show o Sonic Youth interpretou ou invés de mimetizar seu grande clássico.&lt;br /&gt;Mesmo sendo um grande show, dava para perceber um certo desconforto com a proposta do show. Como se fosse uma provaçao, em alguns momentos pareceu que eles estavam fazendo aquilo mais por que deveriam do que porquê estariam entusiasmados com a idéia. Prova disso foi a parte do show dedicada ao disco ñao durou mais do que a duraçao do próprio. mMas logo voltaram para um longo bis onde só tocaram músicas "do  século XXI". Nesta parte do show a banda demonstrou toda a empolgaçao que os fas queriam ver. Assim, o saldo foi altamente positivo. Eles continuam sendo a maior banda de rock alternativo de todos os tempos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois dessa paulada ainda consegui pegar um trecho do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Buzzcocks?q=buzzcocks"&gt;Buzzcocks&lt;/a&gt;. Sem sombra de dúvida é uma das grandes bandas de punk rock ainda em atividade. Deu para acompanhar clássicos como "Why can't I touch it?" e "Noise annoys". Mas me faltou a energia que esse show exigia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdVFwM8qGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GCwRMaW1zgk/s1600-h/P6020037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdVFwM8qGI/AAAAAAAAAEU/GCwRMaW1zgk/s320/P6020037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073117062583068770" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Entao foi procurar algo mais calmo e encontrei &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/M%C3%BAm?q=m%C3%BAm"&gt;Múm&lt;/a&gt;. Posso afirmar que a Islândia é mesmo uma terra de fadas, pois a Björk ñao é a única. As vocalistas dessa banda vem da mesma terra. Qualquer descriçao dessa banda pode faze-la parecer com Sigur Rós. Mas onde o Sigur Rós deixa melancolia,  Múm transforma em suave alegria com pequenos toques de pop barroco e elementos eletrônicos.&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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdVbwM8qHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/eDHpiAzxj-4/s1600-h/P6020041.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdVbwM8qHI/AAAAAAAAAEc/eDHpiAzxj-4/s320/P6020041.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073117440540190834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para encerrar os dias de Parc del Forum, o show da banda "surpresa da temporada", &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Battles?q=battles"&gt;Battles&lt;/a&gt;, que coincidiria com o Sonic Youth, foi tranferido para o final da madrugada, na vaga deixada pelos Klaxons (acho que ninguem sentiu falta desses).&lt;br /&gt;Putz, chamaram de math-rock, talvez seria como se mas músicas dessa banda funcionassem com uma equaçao de segundo grau, que de cada batida houvesse outra batido como produto. Os caras tocam muito rápido um som que ao mesmo tempo é cabeçudo, experimental e swingado. O guitarrista toca voltado para os seus pedais, o vocalista com seus sintetizadores e o baterista para a sua frenesi, e mesmo assim o som tem conjunto: eles realmente soam como uma banda de matemáticos que tomaram ácido e agora só vêem fractais.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdVvAM8qII/AAAAAAAAAEk/hbLSr5pOnbg/s1600-h/P6020024.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdVvAM8qII/AAAAAAAAAEk/hbLSr5pOnbg/s320/P6020024.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073117771252672642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdWGwM8qJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H1sfzdDyvpw/s1600-h/P5310044.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmdWGwM8qJI/AAAAAAAAAEs/H1sfzdDyvpw/s320/P5310044.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5073118179274565778" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-5882102092310292543?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/5882102092310292543/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=5882102092310292543' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/5882102092310292543'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/5882102092310292543'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2007/06/sbado-tarde-fiquei-de-bobeira.html' title='Jaca con Jamón'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmaJkQM8p-I/AAAAAAAAADU/Tbawe8Mnws4/s72-c/P6040069.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-6691185100531779003</id><published>2007-06-03T13:33:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T21:57:05.659-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Waiting for the great leap forwards</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWt7wM8puI/AAAAAAAAABU/J1ZZBFW01QQ/s1600-h/P5310037.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWt7wM8puI/AAAAAAAAABU/J1ZZBFW01QQ/s320/P5310037.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072651797365827298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;Na quinta feira foi com minha irma ao Tibidabo. Um parque no alto da montanha, ao fundo de Barcelona, com uma vista espetacular da cidade.  No parque há duas igrejas, uma construida sobre a outra. A mais impressionante é revestida inteiramente de mosaicos, em perfeito estado de conservaçao,  sao cinco altares com imagens belissimas.&lt;br /&gt;Ainda no alto da montanha, entre as ingrejas e a vista da cidade há um parque de diversoes decadente, do tempo das Olimpiadas. É meio bizarro sair de uma igreja incrivel e ouvir nos auto-falantes aquelas musiquinhas típicas da Disney.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWvhQM8pwI/AAAAAAAAABk/QHN0rPOWfJs/s1600-h/P5310049.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWvhQM8pwI/AAAAAAAAABk/QHN0rPOWfJs/s320/P5310049.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072653541122549506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segunda noite de Festival:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Haja saúde. A segunda noite foi diferente do primeiro antes de qualquer coisa pela faixa etária do público. Ficou claro porque colocaram os "headliners" Smashing Pumpkins e White Stripes juntos no primeiro dia. O "publico alvo" do festival nao e' bem o dessas bandas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo que cheguei foi direto ao auditório para o show do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Billy+Bragg?q=billy+bragg"&gt;Billy Bragg&lt;/a&gt;. É um auditório fechado é gigantesco, para umas 3 mil pessoas. Fica no subsolo de um prédio triangular, logo na entrada do parque.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Dificil ser parcial já que sou fa. Mas o show do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Billy+Bragg?q=billy+bragg"&gt;Billy Bragg&lt;/a&gt; foi do caralho. Tocou várias classicas como "A New England" e "Greetings to the new Brunette". Também mandou mandou músicas novas, onde consegue fazer música de protesto nos dias de hoje sem soar como um pobre nostálgico. Com dominio da pláteia, o Billy Bragg ainda conta piadas (politicas também), e tira sarro do White Stripes e do público. Seu som costuma ser classificado como no-folk, que ñao passa de folk com guitarra (e nada mais). Mas no show suas cançoes ficam com uma pegada mais rock. Com esse show a noite já estava ganha.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWwTgM8pxI/AAAAAAAAABs/cnDDuZADirI/s1600-h/P6010083.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWwTgM8pxI/AAAAAAAAABs/cnDDuZADirI/s320/P6010083.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072654404410976018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;O próximo show que peguei foi a segunda metade do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Blonde+Redhead"&gt;Blonde Redhead&lt;/a&gt;. Tem uma japonesa insana nos vocais e teclados e sao um sub-Sonic Youth, ou seja,  mais uma cria do underground novaiorquino. Assim, no show há desde vocais frageis e sussurrados até sinfonias barulhentas de microfonia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmXvgwM8p1I/AAAAAAAAACM/NMdsVdj4nkM/s1600-h/P6010085.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmXvgwM8p1I/AAAAAAAAACM/NMdsVdj4nkM/s320/P6010085.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072723901276792658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ñao sabia o que esperar do show do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/The+Fall?q=the+fall"&gt;The Fall,&lt;/a&gt; antes desse festival eu nem sabia que estavam na ativa. O The Fall funciona como a banda do chefe, no caso o Mark E. Smith. Ele faz o que quer no show. Entrou no palco no meio da primeira música, que estava sendo cantada pelo guitarrista , e atravessou os vocais. Durante o show fica mexendo nos amps dos músicos, mudou o setup da bateria... mas tudo isso deve ser só para fazer gênero. O fato é que o cara bota a maior banca de tiozinho punk, canta com um olhar desafiador para a platéia. O som do The Fall é um punk rock com teclados. Digamos que eles estao para o punk inglês, o que o Concreteness  foi para o hardcore brazuca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na sequencia teve o &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Band+of+Horses?q=band+of+horses"&gt;Band of Horses.&lt;/a&gt; Até gosto do disco deles, mas ao vivo me pareceu demais com Los Hermanos. Depois de quatro músicas me mandei.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmX9QAM8p2I/AAAAAAAAACU/NVmlVLg3SK4/s1600-h/P6010090.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmX9QAM8p2I/AAAAAAAAACU/NVmlVLg3SK4/s320/P6010090.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072739006676772706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fui ver o &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Beirut?q=beirut"&gt;Beirut&lt;/a&gt;. Esse sim um show de tirar o chapeu. O cara conseguiu transformar música tradicional europeia em música pop de uma forma inusitada. As cançoes sao delicadas e compostas com diferentes instrumentos de cordas, sopros e alguma percussao. O rapaz franzino, líder da banda, aparenta ñao ter nenhuma familiaridade com tocar para uma multidao, como se aquela fosse a sua primeira apresentaçao. Mas isso nem de longe estragou o show.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmX_IAM8p3I/AAAAAAAAACc/foz2Eq_lzqc/s1600-h/P6010092.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmX_IAM8p3I/AAAAAAAAACc/foz2Eq_lzqc/s320/P6010092.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072741068261074802" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Direto para o &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Modest+Mouse?q=modest+mouse"&gt;Modest Mouse&lt;/a&gt;. Foi um dos show mais concorridos do festival, apesar de tocarem no menor dos palcos. Tive que assitir ao show sentado na arquibancada. Mesmo assim deu para curtir muito.&lt;br /&gt;É um rock muito bem produzido, mas sem afrescalhar, e eles estao ficando grandes. O público cantou todas as músicas. Tocaram diversas faixas dos 3 últimos albuns, incluindo minha favorita "Float On".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmYB4AM8p4I/AAAAAAAAACk/t6X8Iyf7REI/s1600-h/P6010095.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmYB4AM8p4I/AAAAAAAAACk/t6X8Iyf7REI/s320/P6010095.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072744091918051202" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Depois da parada para jantar e descanço, rolou o momento chacota. Dá-lhe &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/bonde+do+role?q=bonde+do+role"&gt;Bonde do Rolê&lt;/a&gt;. Conhecia as músicas mas nunca tinha visto ao vivo. Vou dizer que eles até que mandam bem, fazem um som piada e parecem estar se divertindo sem se levar a sério (o que também já seria demais). E os gringos adoram, até porque ñao estao acostumados a ver uma garota esfregar o microfone na xana daquele jeito. Dei muitas risadas, entao valeu.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmYF6AM8p7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/MHiIwrK14Pg/s1600-h/P6010096.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmYF6AM8p7I/AAAAAAAAAC8/MHiIwrK14Pg/s320/P6010096.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072748524324300722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para finalizar a noite, &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Hot+Chip?q=hot+chip"&gt;Hot Chip.&lt;/a&gt; Adoro a banda, um dos show que mais queria ver. Talvez pela cansaço meu e pela hora do show, achei meio frio. Tinha tudo para ser interessante. Cinco caras, muitos teclados &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;vintage&lt;/span&gt;, uma guitarrinha esperta, mas faltou energia. O momento legal vou imendar Over and Over com um cover de "Temptation" do New Order.&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;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-6691185100531779003?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/6691185100531779003/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=6691185100531779003' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/6691185100531779003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/6691185100531779003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2007/06/waiting-for-great-leap-forwards.html' title='Waiting for the great leap forwards'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWt7wM8puI/AAAAAAAAABU/J1ZZBFW01QQ/s72-c/P5310037.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-9180558319013685333</id><published>2007-06-01T07:28:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:36:37.189-03:00</updated><title type='text'>.... and Justice for All</title><content type='html'>Opa! Nossa como estou moido. E foi so' o primeiro dia do festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Primavera Sound esta' longe de ser um primor de organizacao. O que salva sao o line-up e o lugar, com uma vista linda para a mar refletindo a lua cheia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devido as filas para entrar, perdi dois show que gostaria muito de ver: &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Herman+D%C3%BCne?q=herman+dune"&gt;Herman Dun&lt;/a&gt;e e &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Comets+on+Fire?q=comets+on+fire"&gt;Comets on Fire.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWqAgM8ppI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B4dCSBuasRI/s1600-h/P5310046.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWqAgM8ppI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B4dCSBuasRI/s320/P5310046.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072647480923694738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Logo que cheguei peguei a ultima meia hora do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Dirty+Three?q=dirty+three"&gt;Dirty Three&lt;/a&gt;. A formacao da banda e' bateria guitarra e violino, sem vocal. O violinista parece uma mistura de Ian Anderson com Belchior. A banda toca um som entre o Rock classico dos anos 70 (vide Jethro Tull) com po's-rock barulhento.&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 onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWq4QM8pqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wgIvHg5IUcA/s1600-h/P5310052.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWq4QM8pqI/AAAAAAAAAA0/wgIvHg5IUcA/s320/P5310052.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072648438701401762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Na sequencia foi acompanhar no palco ATP o show do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Elvis+Perkins"&gt;Elvis Perkins&lt;/a&gt;, o filho do Psicose. Folk Rock legalzinho, mas sem novidade. Haviam referencias claras a Leonard Cohen e Bob Dylan no som dele. Meio manjado ne'? mas tambe'm nao foi ruim.&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;Dali sai para ver &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Slint?q=slint"&gt;Slint.&lt;/a&gt; Bom, chamam de Slow-core. faz sentido mesmo pois o som e' lento, mas muito pesado.  Uma mistura de Sonic Youth , Heavy Metal e muuuuita morfina.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWrgQM8prI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZzOhk5oiLrY/s1600-h/P5310056.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWrgQM8prI/AAAAAAAAAA8/ZzOhk5oiLrY/s320/P5310056.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072649125896169138" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;na sequencia rolou o &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/The+Smashing+Pumpkins"&gt;Smashing Pumpkins&lt;/a&gt;. Ate' que o Billy Corgan esta' em forma. Alem dele so' o baterista e' da fomacao original, mas ele deu um jeito de colocar outra menina bonita na banda. Eles entraram no palco com figurino composto de batas brancas, um tanto messianicos. Acho que o retorno de um guitar hero e' sempre uma acontecimento messianico. O publico correspondeu. O som da banda nao mudou nada. Alternaram sucessos com musicas novas, como manda o manual. Todos sairam felizes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWsPAM8psI/AAAAAAAAABE/6_aNxmt8uxI/s1600-h/P5310061.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp3.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWsPAM8psI/AAAAAAAAABE/6_aNxmt8uxI/s320/P5310061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072649929055053506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A surpresa da noite foi o live do &lt;a href="http://www.last.fm/music/Justice?q=justice"&gt;Justice&lt;/a&gt;. Mesmo acabado nao deu para ficar parado. O som e' como um Daft Punk com mais guitarras. Nos momentos mais "rocker" parecia remix do Primal Scream, para depois virar Disco. No final ,obviamente, rolou "We are your friends". Apoteo'tico !!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWsaQM8ptI/AAAAAAAAABM/DjmpeG12Gxs/s1600-h/P5310063.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWsaQM8ptI/AAAAAAAAABM/DjmpeG12Gxs/s320/P5310063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072650122328581842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&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;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Devido ao festival Primavera Sound, que ja' tenho os ingressos comprados, nao poderei comparecer ao show da banda brasileira de maior sucesso na Europa (SERA'???). &lt;a href="http://www.atrapalo.com/espectaculos/evento-12646-titas---mtv-ao-vivo"&gt;Os Titas tocam neste sabado e domingo em Barcelona.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-9180558319013685333?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/9180558319013685333/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=9180558319013685333' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/9180558319013685333'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/9180558319013685333'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2007/06/and-justice-for-all.html' title='.... and Justice for All'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://bp1.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWqAgM8ppI/AAAAAAAAAAs/B4dCSBuasRI/s72-c/P5310046.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-3374039633442975071</id><published>2007-05-31T07:49:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T15:17:19.155-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Oslo?</title><content type='html'>Dois albergues em menos de 24 horas.... E nem isso me tirou do se'rio. Acho que agora finalmente estou instalado pelas proximas 4 noites. Esse albergue que estou agora e' mais tranquilo e melhor localizado, bem no meio do &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;hl=en&amp;amp;q=vigatans,+barcelona&amp;sll=41.394389,2.159114&amp;amp;sspn=0.015035,0.029182&amp;ie=UTF8&amp;amp;ll=41.386694,2.179735&amp;spn=0.007518,0.014591&amp;amp;z=16&amp;om=1"&gt;bairro go'tico.&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E' impressionante como tem turistas nesta cidade. A moda e' ficar vermelho camarao na praia. E' esse o visual da garotada que entra e sai do(s) albergues.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoje esta' um pouco nublado mas nao menos quente.Vou passar a tarde com minha irma, depois irei para o Parc del Forum para o festival&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem assisti ao primeiro show do festival, na sala Apollo. O lugar e' pequeno e nao estava lotado. A banda &lt;a href="http://www.oslotelescopic.com/"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Oslo Telescopic&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/a&gt; me surpreendeu Um post-punk dancante e divertido. Fiz algumas fotos , mas so' poderei  coloca-as aqui depois.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWoiQM8pnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JIYqnUnBLVY/s1600-h/P5300004.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 0pt 10px 10px; float: right; cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWoiQM8pnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JIYqnUnBLVY/s320/P5300004.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072645861721024114" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWn6QM8pmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xfGMLZ4MvJQ/s1600-h/P5300005.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWn6QM8pmI/AAAAAAAAAAU/xfGMLZ4MvJQ/s320/P5300005.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072645174526256738" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-3374039633442975071?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/3374039633442975071/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=3374039633442975071' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/3374039633442975071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/3374039633442975071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2007/05/oslo.html' title='Oslo?'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmWoiQM8pnI/AAAAAAAAAAc/JIYqnUnBLVY/s72-c/P5300004.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-6257324922494484170</id><published>2007-05-29T19:24:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-06-05T19:54:10.163-03:00</updated><title type='text'>La Catalunya</title><content type='html'>Já escrevo de terras espanholas. Direto de &lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/?q=Sant%20Celoni%2C%20Spain"&gt;Sant Celoni, Catalunia&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt; (google maps)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Férias sao antes de tudo um novo estado de espírito.&lt;br /&gt;Onze horas num vôo lotado de gente mal educada; perdi meu vôo-conexao em Paris (foram mais uma hora e meia em saloes de embarque); a companhia aérea perdeu minhas malas (passei o dia usando as roupas do cunhado). Nada disso me tirou do sério, nem por um instante.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Minha irma é a grávida mais linda do mundo, e só uma coisa faz essa viagem menos incrível: &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Saudade&lt;/span&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmXpbwM8pzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RGsmZpVYwbA/s1600-h/CIMG0205.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmXpbwM8pzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RGsmZpVYwbA/s320/CIMG0205.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5072717218307680050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;p.s.- Neste país só o "eñe" leva til.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/4810437370107858055-6257324922494484170?l=primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/feeds/6257324922494484170/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=4810437370107858055&amp;postID=6257324922494484170' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/6257324922494484170'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/4810437370107858055/posts/default/6257324922494484170'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://primaveraembarcelona.blogspot.com/2007/05/la-catalunia.html' title='La Catalunya'/><author><name>Fernando M Pacheco</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/17027300822667725341</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://bp2.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RmXpbwM8pzI/AAAAAAAAAB8/RGsmZpVYwbA/s72-c/CIMG0205.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-4810437370107858055.post-3793356450814140588</id><published>2007-05-09T11:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2007-05-27T19:38:45.290-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RlNMpA7LpHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00j9bsCtoDE/s1600-h/ps07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 160px; height: 100px;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RlNMpA7LpHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00j9bsCtoDE/s320/ps07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067478273228514418" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RlNMpA7LpHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00j9bsCtoDE/s1600-h/ps07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RlNMpA7LpHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00j9bsCtoDE/s320/ps07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067478273228514418" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RlNMpA7LpHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00j9bsCtoDE/s1600-h/ps07.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer;" src="http://bp0.blogger.com/_jogjJcDKDNw/RlNMpA7LpHI/AAAAAAAAAAM/00j9bsCtoDE/s320/ps07.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5067478273228514418" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O festival &lt;a style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" href="http://www.primaverasound.com/"&gt;Primavera Sound&lt;/a&gt; acontece entre os dias 31 de maio e 2 de junho no Parc del Fòrum  em Barcelona &lt;font style="color: rgb(0, 0, 0);" size="1"&gt;&lt;a href="http://maps.google.com/maps?f=q&amp;q=Pla%C3%A7a+de+Llevant,+08019,+ES&amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;amp;ie=UTF8&amp;om=1&amp;amp;iwloc=addr"&gt;(Google Maps)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;. O festival conta ainda com 3 festas &lt;font style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"pré-festival"&lt;/font&gt; e uma festa de encerramento no dia 3 de junho.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A partir do dia 30 publicarei diariamente neste espaço fotos e comentários sobre o que acontece na primavera sonora de Barcelona.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Segue a programação: ( ou em pdf &lt;font class="postbody"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.primaverasound.com/data/pdf/Horaris_Horarios_Time-Tables.pdf"&gt;aqui)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dilluns 28 de maig&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lavodrama LA [2]  21:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Estrategia Lo Capto! LA [2]  22:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Nueva Vulcano LA [2]  23:30:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dimarts 29 de maig&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Sadies LA [2]  21:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Centro-Matic LA [2]  22:45:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dimecres 30 de maig&lt;/font&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gnac LA [2]  21:30:00&lt;br /&gt;At Swim Two Birds LA [2]  22:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Oslöescopic LA [2]  23:30:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dijous 31 de maig&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Anticonceptivas CD DROME BY VUELING  19:0&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;0:00&lt;br /&gt;Comets On Fire ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  19:30:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Parenthetical Girls ATP  20:00:00&lt;br /&gt;The Light Brigade CD DROME BY VUELING  20:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Herman Düne ESTRELLA DAMM  20:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Dirty Three ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  21:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Melvins ESTRELLA DAMM  22:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Veracruz CD DROME BY VUELING  22:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Alexander Tucker ATP  22:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Slint ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  23:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Ghouls'n'Ghosts CD DROME BY VUELING  23:30:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Fennesz &amp; Mike Patton ATP 23:45:00&lt;br /&gt;The Smashing Pumpkins ESTRELLA DAMM  00:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Fujiya &amp;amp; Miyagi CD DROME BY VUELING  01:00:00&lt;br /&gt;The White Stripes ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  01:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Bola ATP  01:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Justice CD DROME BY VUELING  02:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Girl Talk CD DROME BY VUELING  03:00:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Divendres 1 de juny&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Kiev Cuando Nieva CD DROME BY VUELING  16:00:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Mus AUDITORI  16:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Death Vessel ATP  17:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Ginferno CD DROME BY VUELING 17:00:00&lt;br /&gt;David Thomas Broughton AUDITORI  17:15:00&lt;br /&gt;How Dare You! VICE  17:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Brightblack Morning Light ATP  18:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Portastatic ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  18:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Plastic D'Amour CD DROME BY VUELING  18:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Billy Bragg AUDITORI  18:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Evripidis And His Tragedies VICE  1 de juny 19:00:00&lt;br /&gt;The Rakes ESTRELLA DAMM   19:10:00&lt;br /&gt;Black Mountain ATP  19:30:00&lt;br /&gt;X-Wife CD DROME BY VUELING  20:00:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Blonde Redhead ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  20:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Jay Reatard VICE  20:15:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Barry Adamson AUDITORI  20:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Black Lips ATP  21:00:00&lt;br /&gt;The Fall ESTRELLA DAMM  21:20:00&lt;br /&gt;Half Foot Outside CD DROME BY VUELING  21:30:00&lt;br /&gt;One-Two VICE  21:30:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Spiritualized - Acoustic Mainlines AUDITORI  22:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Band Of Horses ATP  22:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Beirut ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  22:35:00&lt;br /&gt;Chromeo VICE   22:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Sr&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;. Chinarro CD DROME BY VUELING   23:00:00&lt;br /&gt;People Are Germs VICE  23:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Max? Park ESTRELLA DAMM  23:35:00&lt;br /&gt;Modest Mouse ATP  00:00:00&lt;br /&gt;DJ Yoda CD DROME BY VUELING  01:00:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Reinhard Voigt VICE  01:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Girls Against Boys ROCK&lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;DELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT 01:05:00&lt;br /&gt;Low ATP &lt;/font&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt; 01:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Toktok VICE  01:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Los Planetas ESTRELLA DAMM  02:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Bonde Do Role CD DROME BY VUELING  02:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Luke Slater VICE  02:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Built To Spill ATP  03:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Kid Koala CD DROME BY VUELING  03:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Hot Chip ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  03:35:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Technasia VICE  03:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Spank Rock CD DROME BY VUELING 04:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Diplo CD DROME BY VUELING 05:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Umek VICE 05:00:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Dissabte 2 de juny&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6PM CD DROME BY VUELING 16:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Kimya Dawson AUDITORI  16:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Oakley Hall ATP 17:00:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Peluze CD DROME BY VUELING 17:00:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Shannon Wright AUDITORI 17:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Le Pianc VICE 17:45:00&lt;br /&gt;The Apples In Stereo ATP 18:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Ted Leo &amp; The Pharmacists ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  18:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Raül Moya Y El Trío Miniña CD DROME BY VUELING  18:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Jonathan Richman AUDITORI 18:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Ovni VICE 19:00:00&lt;br /&gt;The Long Blondes ESTRELLA DAMM 19:10:00&lt;br /&gt;The Durutti Column ATP  19:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Grupo De Expertos Solynieve CD DROME BY VUELING  20:00:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Architecture In Helsinki ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT' 20:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Koacha VICE 20:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Robyn Hitchcock And The Venus 3 AUDITORI 20:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Pelican ATP 21:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Patti Smith ESTRELLA DAMM 21:20:00&lt;br /&gt;Standstill CD DROME BY VUELING 21:30:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Man Like Me VICE 21:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Matt Elliott AUDITORI 22:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Isis ATP 22:30:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;The Good The Bad &amp;amp; The Queen ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT  22:35:00&lt;br /&gt;Shitdisco VICE  22:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Lisabö CD DROME BY VUELING 23:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Sonic Youth ESTRELLA DAMM 23:35:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Battles ATP 00:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Mijk Van Dijk CD DROME BY VUELING 01:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Luomo VICE  01:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Buzzcocks ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT 01:20:00&lt;br /&gt;Grizzly Bear ATP 01:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Nathan Fake VICE D 01:45:00&lt;br /&gt;David Carretta CD DROME BY VUELING 02:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Wilco ESTRELLA DAMM  02:20:00&lt;br /&gt;Dominik Eulberg VICE 02:30:00&lt;br /&gt;Múm ATP  03:00:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Oliver Huntemann CD DROME BY VUELING03:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Klaxons ROCKDELUX BY FRIDAY'S PROJECT 03:35:00&lt;br /&gt;Ivan Smagghe VICE 03:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Play Paul CD DROME BY VUELING 04:15:00&lt;br /&gt;Hell CD DROME BY VUELING 05:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Erol Alkan VICE 05:00:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Diumenge 3 de juny&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Southern Arts Society SALA APOLO 21:45:00&lt;br /&gt;Apostle Of Hustle SALA APOLO 22:50:00&lt;br /&gt;The Orchids LA [2] 23:45:00&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;Malajube SALA APOLO 00:00:00&lt;br /&gt;Apse LA [2] 01:10:00&lt;br /&gt;Of Montreal SALA APOLO 01:30:00&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;font class="postbody"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/font&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://www.primaverasound.com/fotos/data/media/29/ps05_aerea19.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; 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