Diwali in Bhavnagar

Diwali or Deepavali is the Hindu festival of lights celebrated every year in autumn. One of the most popular festivals of Hinduism, it spiritually signifies the victory of light over darkness, good over evil, knowledge over ignorance, and hope over despair.   People enjoying Diwali in Bhavnagar.

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Pinksteren in Delfzijl

Pinksteren is a festival in late spring or early summer in Holland and Dutch language countries. I spent a while in Delfzjil and had the opportunity to see Pinksteren there. Is a festival everybody is taking part and enjoy street food and beer. Well, beer only in the pub. Anyhow, looking through my latin eyes, it was amazing to see people having a daily job but organizing in bands and giving a nice show. Good job, Dutch people!

A walk in Lujiazui

Lujiazui is the financial zone of Shanghai. Often called “Wall Street of China” is the heart of Shanghai economical life and a good part of China economical life. On the side of Huangpu river, here you can find the highest buildings in China and most of international companies and banks. Here you can find Jin Mao Tower, Shanghai Tower and Pearl Tower. Around a lot of hotels and restaurants offer you a lunch or dinner the way you like it, Chinese, European, Asian or Indian.

Sunday on the Bund

The Bund or Waitan is the waterfront area in Pushi, one of the two big areas in Shanghai, Pudong and Pushi, separated by Huangpu river. While Pudong is mainly business part of the city, Pushi is the entertainment part. Even the interests are not completely separated, Pudong has entertainment areas and Pushi business areas, here you will find nice pubs and clubs. I would recommend Xintiandi to spend a Friday or Saturday night.

Palitana, 4000 steps to heaven

About 50km far from Bhavnagar, Palitana is a complex of temples on top of the mountain. You can choose to climb by yourself or to use doli. Have to say after first 500 steps I thought I’m gonna die and dry up in the 38 degrees heat but recovered to climb up the 4000 steps and and roads between them. It deserved, not even all Indians going there do that. But some of them are doing it bear foot which is amazing.

Pranz cu homar in Nacala

E duminica si este iarna in Nacala asa ca temperatura nu depaseste 35 de grade. Zi tocmai potrivita pentru o baie in mare la plaja de la Indian. Mosorel electricianul cam bate din talpi a duca si nu-si mai gaseste locul nici in cabina si nici pe comanda. Pana la urma isi face curaj si vine cu propunerea, sa bem si noi o bere rece la terasa, in sunet de valuri. Doar e duminica, ce mama ma-sii si o data-n viata ajunge omul in Nacala. Hai sa mergem. O luam usurel la picior catre piata unde lumea inca mai motaie cu marfa in fata poate ne lamurim unde este plaja. Si ne lamurim, nu-i departe, doar vreo 15 kilometri de aici. Un taxi? Vorba lui Corcea, asta-i o problema care nu se poate, nu exista taxiuri in Nacala ne spune o indianca ce tine un mic magazin cu de toate. Si atunci cum ajungem? Simplu, trebuie sa-l gasim pe portughezul care are o camioneta si transporta marfa la si de la piata. Ne intoarcem la piata dar portughezul nu-i acolo, nimeni nu stie pe unde bantuie. Dar unde sta? Aaaah, uite in blocul ala, cam jerpelit, cam ponosit dar locuit. Gasim intrarea in bloc si din om in om aflam si apartamentul. Cum soneria nu functioneaza batem la usa gingas dar nimeni nu raspunde asa ca incercam varianta “deschide, politia”. Se dovedeste eficient, ne deschide mama-soacra, se vede ca e cam surda si mai in doua-trei vorbe portugheze, mai ceva engleza ii lasam vorba omului ca daca vrea sa faca un ciubuc ne gaseste la terasa din oras, aia inconjurata cu gard de stuf. Continue reading