Tag Archives: travel

Don’t push your luck!!

(Para ler este post em português: Não dê sopa para o azar!!)

Everyone who travels knows how annoying it can be to get your luggage back upon arrival, since suitcases from top brands are always similar and come in the same colors: black, blue, red, black, orange, black, green, black, brown, black. (Anyways light colors are not recommended cause they get dirty very quickly!)

To avoid problems I prefer buying the colored ones, but still it happened to me once to have a missing red (!!) bag in a big airport in the US. The conveyor belt rolled and rolled… One by one I watched the other passengers pick up their baggage and leave. The only thing left on the carousel was a bag exactly like mine: same size, color, brand, model. Continue reading Don’t push your luck!!


Dog’s Bollocks things to do in London

(Para ler este post em Português: Apanhadão Geral de Londres)

After having wandered around London for two and a half months I’ve prepared a summary of the things I liked fancied the most about the city and some general handy information. I skip places such as Buckingham Palace, Houses of Parliament, Piccadilly Circus, London Bridge, and etc cause I assume everyone’s tired knackered of hearing about them. Continue reading Dog’s Bollocks things to do in London

Every flour has its porridge day

Fortaleza & the Brazilian Championship

(Para ler este post em Português: Toda araruta tem seu dia de mingau)

Now that my dream of participating in the Brazilian Kung Fu Championship was accomplished it’s time to fly back home. Three silver medals added to my luggage. And Fortaleza joined my ‘magical cities’ list… Continue reading Every flour has its porridge day

A mouse’s sigh doesn’t bring down the cheese from the shelf

How To Make Dreams Come True

(Para ler este post em Português: Suspiro de rato não derruba queijo da prateleira)

Do you save money? What plans do you have for your future? Even if it’s not your dream to wander abroad like me do you have some special wish…?

Do you plan to get retired at young age? Are you cogitating about buying a house or a new car? Would you like to undergo a plastic surgery? Do you wonder about giving an unforgettable wedding party…?

Whatever your goals are they’ll probably require some amount of money to be achieved. And here comes the key question: what are you doing right now to get there? Continue reading A mouse’s sigh doesn’t bring down the cheese from the shelf

Victory without Fight is Triumph without Glory

The Fighter Still Remains

(Para ler este post em Português: Vitória sem luta é triunfo sem glória)

Last Friday I woke up at 5am with severe muscle aches, abdominal cramps and fever. My guts were inflated like a birthday balloon and I could feel my entire skin burning. I was feeling so much weakness I could barely remain seated. I couldn’t go to work nor even perform home office (it was my first absence of health in four years!) and spent the whole day bedridden as a dying person. I couldn’t eat breakfast, lunch or dinner. I was feeling so sick I started to cry realizing that I wouldn’t be able to join the regional Kung Fu championship on Saturday. Why would I have to be defeated by this stupid virus one day before the tournament?!? Why didn’t I get sick one week earlier or one day later?!?!? Continue reading Victory without Fight is Triumph without Glory

Like grandmother, like granddaughter

Some Crazy Travel Memories

(Para ler este post em Português: Quem sai aos seus não degenera)

Last year while on vacation traveling across California I was fortunate to meet personally my favorite British rock group. After the gig I was chatting with one of the band guys about how my trip was going on until then and I was very surprised to hear from him how he felt intimidated about traveling alone. He told me that he had left London by himself just a couple of times… Ha. Can you believe that? He had spent his whole life traveling worldwide to play with the band but still he was not confident enough to do it solo!

Then on the other day I was reading an article about how to deal with negative people when communicating a RTW travel plan at the (amazing) BootsnAll website when I suddenly realized that indeed traveling is not a must or even a pleasure for everyone. Since then I’ve been pondering about when and how this became a need for me…

Though I’m not sure when the travel bug exactly buzzed me for the first time I’ve been recalling some remarkable facts of my childhood…

I’ve remembered how awesome used to be walking around the neighborhood and breaking into under construction houses with my cousins during summer vacations when I was a kid. (I grew up in a busy area of the largest South America city and it was great to evade every summer to my grandma’s place which had a remote vicinity).

One of the highlights of my childhood was the day when I’ve escaped from home while my parents were out for work, bypassed the condominium supervision and walked all the way from our building to the principal nearby expressway by myself. Later that day when I told mom how brave I’d been to have done such an audacious act I couldn’t understand why she scolded me… I was 9 then. But even so after that earful I couldn’t stop going for long walks from times to times…

Afterward when we moved to a smaller city I remember that as soon as I started on my new school I skipped classes to walk around the new neighborhood alone. I was 11.

It became worse during my teens. I shouldn’t mention it here but in almost every school holiday I put a backpack and ran to the road. Most times with friends but sometimes on my own. At that time I was totally irresponsible and it was not unusual to give my parents a call only after I’d reached my destiny. “Hi mom! It’s me! Hey, listen, I’m in <city’s name> now. I don’t know when I’ll be back… Love you! Bye!” (I think it’s unnecessary to say how much she hated when I did that… Those were crazy years…!)

During college years I began to travel for longer periods and distances but still without leaving the country. After I graduated I had to travel a lot and I was always moving from city to city because of my job role but while it was wonderful to get to know so many different locations (and considering my country’s huuuge dimensions also diverse cultures) I longed for more. It was only a few years ago that I finally started with the international journeys.

Some people can’t get it but I feel as if it was a call that I must answer. The urge inside of me to explore the new is so strong that I had even established a secret code to warn my parents if I ever meet an alien spaceship… (please I’m not totally crazy and I know how unlikely this is – but it’s not impossible).  After all how could I pass up the chance of an outer space vacation…?

Although it’s not possible to make a statement I believe that this tendency of mine to explore new horizons was genetically inherited from my maternal grandma. She is an incredible and intelligent woman, who speaks 5 idioms and has traveled through lots of countries in Europe and South and North America. She’s 90 now and she continues to travel whenever it’s feasible.

I’ve never been afraid (haha lets make it clear: I’ve never been afraid of solo traveling). I assume that the amount of good human beings in our world far outweighs the bad guys. Whatever happens there will always be someone ready to help you. I may be a dreamer… Hope not…

*** this is one of the great songs my friends and I used to sing when on the road:

Epic Trans-Sib Railway is Epic

(Para ler este post em Português: A Extraordinária TranSib)

Rainy Sunday, big headache. Maybe it wasn’t a good idea to have chosen vodka instead of whiskey last night… I guess I was trying to get inspired for this post… hahaha

I haven’t been writing lately but I do have been reading and researching a lot for my journey. Last week was really tough at work and… No no that’s bullshit. To be honest I just wasn’t in the mood, and that’s all. Then last Friday I was complaining about my lack of inspiration with a friend and he told me I should get off from my routine for a while, that I should do something I wouldn’t do usually. And so I did.

I started not going to the gym this morning and finished watching the Uriah Heep’s Celebration DVD. If I don’t like Uriah? Of course I like them!! – they’re one of my most favorite bands and I’m listening to them right now. It’s  just that I can’t stand watching TV… I prefer to hear music instead of watching. (Fortunately it had only 45min duration so it wasn’t time enough to make me too bored! hahaha)

The good thing is that it kind of worked for me, and I’m sitting here in the couch typing again…

Now back to the subject. If I had to bet I would say you didn’t pay enough attention to the map I’ve used to illustrate my WWWander 4th post. But in fact – following my sister’s advice – I’ve signaled in that map the primary itinerary of my journey.

… Did you noticed something about the route from UK to Beijing…?

I didn’t mention this before, but of course I wanna travel somewhere in Russia… Hey!! What if I could travel not only “somewhere” but “all along it”?!? Is there any better way to explore a land as big as Russia than riding in a train…?!?

At this point you may think “So what? What’s the big deal about riding in a train?”

The big deal is that I’m talking about the iconic Trans Siberian Railroad! It’s nothing less then the world’s longest railroad comprising 9.289km of extension through one of the most icy and inhospitable regions on earth. In return it offers the privilege of admiring large rivers, snow-capped mountains, endless forests, vast plains and natural wonders such as Baikal Lake, the pearl of Siberia. As 9gaggers would say “Epic Trans-Sib is Epic”!

So I’ve found the perfect itinerary for this step of my journey… it’ll be something like this:

Day 1-3: Arrival in St. Petersburg, explore the city, drink some vodka, and on the 3rd day at Moskovsky Station I’ll board the Moscow bound train

Day 4-6: Arrival in Moscow, sightseeing, exploring, drinking vodka, and on the 6th day at Yaroslavsky Station I will board the Beijing bound train

Day 7-9: on board, tasting the food from the ancient babushkas, drinking vodka, travelling through Kazan and Ekaterinburg

Day 10-13: Arrival in Irkutsk and transfer to Listvyanka on the shore of Lake Baikal, Siberian Dog sledding, drinking more vodka, back to explore Irkutsk and on the 13th day I will board the Beijing bound train

Day 15: Arrival in Beijing Central Station!!!

Built over 25 years (1891-1916) with the forced labor of thousands of convicts the Trans-Siberian Railroad is one of the great engineering works of the last century and remains a challenge to today’s travelers, whether they are Siberian residents or tourists searching an exotic destination.