A very long and skinny country. That morning in Coquimbo I asked the lady at the market : How much for the “ceviches” Madam? -One “luca” each...
My dear readers ; Yes, I am talking to you! You belong to the group of 20 people (more or less) that are loyal readers of these...
The Kaiping people. Let me tell you a story. During 19th century, the province of Guandong, or Canton, as it is called in the West, was neither...
Why Chinese people are Chinese and not otherwise. If you ever happen to visit China you might realise that in addition to the fact that Chinese people...
Even more fresh fish! The city of Busan, in the south of South Korea, has what is considered to be the best fish market in all the...
My dear readers ;
Yes, I am talking to you! You belong to the group of 20 people (more or less) that are loyal readers of these posts, to be honest, I never expected to be read by more than 20 people!
I am writing to you because I wanted to explain why I have not published any new posts on the lasts 4 months!
As you may already know, when I started my blog, I got the “marvelous” idea of writing every post in three languages which is to say English, Spanish and French. The problem with this way of working is that every time I write a post, I got to write three! This small detail means that every post takes me thrice the time it would normally take me to write just one.
I would not say that I do not work on it, it is just that sometimes, writing a blog while you travel is somewhat difficult.
Why difficult? For starters, every day you get tempted not to work, for exemple, staying at a youth hostel means that there is always a lot of people around you who are looking into ways of having a party. There is also the fact that to do the writing you have to stay indoors so you can not be a tourist outside, and your brain starts messing up with you on the fact that you are travelling so you should be outdoors visiting something, sometimes I felt guilty of not being outside being a tourist.
The reason why I am telling you all this is that I want to explain why I could not write a post once a week as I had intended to do in the first place, just to keep that pace I would have been obliged to work one whole day once or twice a week.
From now on, I will write smaller posts and more personal. The first ones I wrote were more like a tourist guide and for the ones to come I intend to write my experiences during my travels from my point of view. One of my editors suggested that to me since day one, but I tried to do it my way….and it did not go that well.
Chances are you will read more of my posts in the future, smaller ones and hopefully more often.
And that is all folks! Thank you once again for being one of my 20 followers. And let me wish you a nice and lovely day.
The Kaiping people.
Let me tell you a story.
During 19th century, the province of Guandong, or Canton, as it is called in the West, was neither the most pleasant nor the most welcoming place to live.
Several wars and famines had completely devastated the place, one after the other. Most of the population lived either in complete poverty or was getting to a state worse than poverty. The situation was critical for them because the only choice they had for their future was an unpleasant death during one of the wars or another more unpleasant one that resulted in starvation.
That is why a lot of people from this region decided to immigrate abroad searching for a better future, because, in any case, it could not get any worse than how they were living at the time.
Most of them left for the Americas, South and North, to work for the contractors who built the first train lines.
Several decades of hard work after, and most of the time with no holidays whatsoever, most of them went back home with all their hard earned savings to start a new life in the same place from where they had once departed.
And this is when the story gets interesting!
Why Chinese people are Chinese and not otherwise.
If you ever happen to visit China you might realise that in addition to the fact that Chinese people are nice, they also seemingly do things differently than what you will see elsewhere on the planet. To demonstrate this statement let’s just pretend that you happen to go to China. Then, by an inexplicable turn of destiny you get to go to the small town of Dazu, or 大足, as it is called by the locals. (Dazu is very close to Chongquing, but that is not important for our story).
Even more fresh fish!
The city of Busan, in the south of South Korea, has what is considered to be the best fish market in all the country- Jagalchi. Maybe that is the reason why its fish market building is bigger and in much better shape than the fish markets I encountered in Seoul.