Back in 1997, when I started this on the Internet, I improvised the nickname that has accompanied me since then, I saw. José Ramón (yes, that is my real name) does not hide under a nickname: he is the same vital, friendly, and smiling type (they say) that he was born “a few years ago” in Aviles (Asturias) and that in September 2003 He bought a round trip ticket to Dublin, where he was going to celebrate his birthday (without knowing anyone there) and never got on the plane that was returning to Madrid. Since then I have thrown many kilometers behind my back, many laughs in the belly and the occasional lump in the throat traveling the world.

In the kitchen, next to the corner window, which is where the neighbor's (open) signal is best received. If you want it to be something less specific, then 100 meters from the Guinness, in Dublin.

I don't have a specific one, because there are several that, because of my experiences there or because of their beauty, have left me with good memories and those that I would return. If I have to highlight any, then Sydney and its panoramic views of the Opera House and the bridge over the bay, Hanoi and the chaos of its thousands of mopeds, Ulaan Baatar and the air of former communist republic that still exude their buildings, Prague and its medieval majesty, Luang Prabang and the tranquility of the temples by the river ...

Burma (Myanmar) and Mongolia. People and landscapes incredible and absolutely recommended.

Many, fortunately to be able to tell. In Laos, in a border town, the first night of a three-day river trip to Thailand. I think I paid 2 USD for a double room, without cockroaches, but built so precariously that the gaps between the boards on one of the walls distinguished the people passing through the hallway perfectly. On another continent, in Chile, encased in the front seat of a car ... on a night cruise on a boat enabled as a ferry that left from Puerto Montt, in the Lakes Region, and that left me speechless with the spectacular southern sky (and pisco contributed to my dizziness, by the way).

If we do not mean 46 hours by train from Chengdu to Lhasa, then from January 19, 2007 to January 19, 2008, an entire year touring Asia and Oceania.

Oh, I am an exquisite and I don't eat anything (ask my holy mother) so I can't answer "seahorses" or "scorpions." But the food in Mongolia (basically ram in all its varieties of bony preparation) and the Tibetan "tsampa" tested my ability to smile at the host and not vomit.

Impossible to quote only one because each one has a goal (or all fail when they want to be “the only one”). The Lonely Planet is a favorite in the Anglo-Saxon world for backpackers of low / medium budget for the amount of accommodation and transport information, the Rough Guide for the quality of their information on the sites to visit, the DK Eyewitness Travel Guides are impressive for the quality of its diagrams and diagrams ... Distributed between Spain and Ireland, I have two DKs from London and Stockholm, one RG from Peru and another from “First time around the World” and a majority of LP from China, Burma, Vietnam…

Write, cook for my friends, Internet, caress my girlfriend's back ...

I am fatal with the spelling, so I hope I miss the spelling mistakes, but they would be: Thank you (Spanish), gracies (bable), gràcies (Catalan), merci (French), thanks (English), Danke (German) , obrigado (Portuguese), arigato (Japanese), xie xie (Chinese), kitos (Finnish), khow hkun kap (Thai), bayarlaa (Mongolian), spasiba (Russian) ... but always smiling and nodding slightly.

On long trips, the train (generally comfortable and with that fair point of balance between privacy and fellowship with other travelers). On short trips, local media (in Asia they put a platform and seats on anything with wheels).

Climb to the heights and descend to the depths ... that is, parachute, scuba dive and explore caves.

Speak the local language to really be able to understand the people of those countries and learn from them. With the exception of South America and the Anglo-Saxon countries, that is not as easy as it seems.

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