Showing posts with label Guatemala. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Guatemala. Show all posts
Sunday, 20 November 2011
Guatemala...Finally the finale!
(Corresponding Photos for this blog are HERE)
After several passes of curiosity, the boy comes over to my corner of shade outside the "tienda."
"Where are you from?" he asks shyly.
"England." I reply, taking a thirst quenching sip from my cola.
"Is that far?"
"Ohhh, yes! Very far!" I tell him.
"Is it close to Germany?" he asks.
"Mmmm, more or less, yeah."
"How long does it take with your motorcycle?" he says leaning closer now on his bicycle.
"Ohh, you can't go by motorcycle."
"What about a bus?"
"Nooo, there's no road!"
"No road!?"
"No. There's a big ocean, so you need a plane! It's about 6000km or so."
"A plane!"
"Yeah, it's about 16 hours...." I say to him, but he looks confused and add, "or maybe a month on a boat!"
"Farther than the city?" he asks after a moment.
"Oh yes! Much further!"
"Further than USA?"
"Oh yes," I say staring at my empty coke bottle contemplating, "Yup....." It is very far, and seems impossibly so now, when only days ago I was there saying goodbye to my family....
After several passes of curiosity, the boy comes over to my corner of shade outside the "tienda."
"Where are you from?" he asks shyly.
"England." I reply, taking a thirst quenching sip from my cola.
"Is that far?"
"Ohhh, yes! Very far!" I tell him.
"Is it close to Germany?" he asks.
"Mmmm, more or less, yeah."
"How long does it take with your motorcycle?" he says leaning closer now on his bicycle.
"Ohh, you can't go by motorcycle."
"What about a bus?"
"Nooo, there's no road!"
"No road!?"
"No. There's a big ocean, so you need a plane! It's about 6000km or so."
"A plane!"
"Yeah, it's about 16 hours...." I say to him, but he looks confused and add, "or maybe a month on a boat!"
"Farther than the city?" he asks after a moment.
"Oh yes! Much further!"
"Further than USA?"
"Oh yes," I say staring at my empty coke bottle contemplating, "Yup....." It is very far, and seems impossibly so now, when only days ago I was there saying goodbye to my family....
Wednesday, 8 June 2011
Inbetween takes....
"The Moment of Truth, Take Four" was complete and hot off the...umm, developing table, but it didn't take long for another problem to crop up and "Take Five" was soon created, leaving me feeling like an overused actor, in a worn out ongoing story line...like in the endless "Saw" movie series; I, II, III, IV, V, VI, VII. In fact, I wonder if - like the movies - this was my own slow torture, to rid me of my selfish bad ways, taking, taking, taking, never giving, riding around the world, take, take, take, and now to cure me of my demon I must perhaps give up something dear to me....Rudolf?
The story of Take Five was like all the others,
Sunday, 17 April 2011
The moment of truth.....take 4....does Rudolf run....
The moment of truth.....take 4....does Rudolf run....
After toiling for days ad days and weeks and weeks and fighting every step against the lack of parts the lack of tools or the lack of help (which was later to come from numerous people...Julio, Raul and Luis!) without other options I had to admit defeat and hand it over the very helpful people at Yamaha Canella Central in Guatemala City.
A special thanks to Julio, for organising the delivery of the bike to Guate City, Raul Toledo at Yamaha Proceres for organising workshop help and Luis Hernandez the service manager at Yamaha Central, everyone was really unbelievably generous and kind and helpful and I am left wondering why I deserve such help really.
Thursday, 14 April 2011
Will Rudolf Start...
After a complete engine rebuild....will Rudolf breath life again....
Watch and find out...
Tuesday, 29 March 2011
If the wind blew me in the right direction....
I'm at home, in the living room sitting small and square on the couch, tucked over onto one side, wondering why it is I am here....at home....
The journey, it seems is over.
My mother is here. She is cleaning and I watch her, though she pays me little attention and as such I feel like a fly on the wall, well the couch, watching, unnoticed, transported, not really here....surely not...But I am. Two and a half years, and the journey is over.
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