<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354340484755954596</id><updated>2011-11-27T20:38:59.865-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Hoy Ecuador, tomorrow the world!</title><subtitle type='html'>Con mi blog, quiero dar a conocer al Ecuador para el turista internacional pero sobretodo para el PROPIO TURISTA ECUATORIANO.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiochorritos.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7354340484755954596/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiochorritos.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>ChioChorritos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13839666116014407669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SoQt5ae1hzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rOf_8omR9M4/S220/Chio.JPG'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>3</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354340484755954596.post-4087151147197903062</id><published>2009-08-24T20:53:00.029-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-25T00:35:31.758-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Provincia: LOJA (Parte I)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNR7X7XumI/AAAAAAAAABA/p25Yk8opC40/s1600-h/Banderas+de+Ecuador+y+Loja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNR7X7XumI/AAAAAAAAABA/p25Yk8opC40/s320/Banderas+de+Ecuador+y+Loja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373728860860299874" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;Español:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   El viernes 7 de Agosto, estaba yo sentada en mi escritorio, cuando de repente algo me dijo "Averigua los pasajes a Loja..."   Como pude, averigüé el número de teléfono de ‘Transportes Loja’ y me dijeron que SOLO había cupo para el bus de las 23h35 y que ya se estaba llenando.   Era medio día y mi trabajo queda a media hora del terminal.   ¿QUÉ HAGO?   HEEEELP!!!   Yo siempre digo que Dios nos pone en el camino a angelitos con los que podemos contar, así que esta vez mi buen amigo Francisco (alias "El Pancho") salió corriendo de la comodidad de su casa para darme una manito y comprar mi boleto hacia mi siguiente aventura.   Aunque en realidad, todos los días de mi vida son una aventura…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Algunos datos útiles ANTES de salir hacia Loja:&lt;br /&gt; * Los números de teléfono de Transportes Loja en el terminal terrestre son: &lt;br /&gt; * El transporte hacia Loja desde el terminal terrestre de Guayaquil cuesta $12.20.&lt;br /&gt; * Como la típica mona a la que no le gusta el frío que soy, pues llevé desde guantes, pasamontañas, un abrigo que poco más y parece que tuviera puesto un borrego, bufanda...   y así...   PERO la realidad es que Loja posee un clima PERFECTO para aquellos que estamos acostumbrados a la caliente ciudad de Guayaquil, así que con un buzo calentito es suficiente.  Claro que si va con niños, lo más recomendable es que le lleven un abriguito extra.   &lt;br /&gt; * Tiempo estimado de viaje (en bus): 9 horas (ouch!!!)&lt;br /&gt; * Hoteles:&lt;br /&gt;          - Metropolitano $12&lt;br /&gt;          - Miraflores    $8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Ahora si:&lt;br /&gt;   Llegué a Loja a las 8 AM del sábado 8 de agosto (tantos 8... vaya casualidad! Y yo acabo de darme cuenta…) y aunque ya había reservado un hotel (no les voy a decir cuál porque la verdad es que no me gustó) decidí tomar un taxi y preguntarle al chofer si me podía recomendar un hotel “3B” (Bueno, Bonito y Barato), a lo que el señor muy gentilmente accedió.   &lt;br /&gt;El Hotel que me recomendó fue el Metropolitano.   Queda al norte de Loja y me gustó porque la combinación de cemento con madera simplemente me encanta (claro que si hubiera sido totalmente de madera y con chimenea... me quedo a vivir allí). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Hotel Metropolitano.&lt;/span&gt;   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNNzw5sqpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/B_PAqawTlBY/s1600-h/H.+Metropolitano+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNNzw5sqpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/B_PAqawTlBY/s320/H.+Metropolitano+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373724332078705298" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNPE4kwzkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/n7njwKBYu7E/s1600-h/H.+Metropolitano+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: none; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNPE4kwzkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/n7njwKBYu7E/s320/H.+Metropolitano+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373725725707783746" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi habitación &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Después de acomodar todos los adefecios que llevé y por supuesto después de hacer las llamadas de rigor a mi familia y amigos para decirles que había llegado bien, me fui a caminar al parque Bolivar.   Mafer me convenció de irme a la Romería de la Virgen del Cisne que se hace todo los años...  Así que me encaminé nuevamente hacia el terminal.    &lt;br /&gt;En las afueras del terminal de la ciudad de Loja, uno puede coger un bus que lo lleva hasta El Cisne.   Son 2 horas de viaje.   "Agradecí" mentalmente a mi querida amiga por haberme metido en tremendo embrollo, pero ya estaba allí y como la buena viajera que soy pues MANOS A LA OBRA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   El viaje no se me hizo tan pesado gracias a una linda señora, de nombre Olguita, que conocí en el trayecto.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNTu_sODQI/AAAAAAAAABI/OWsNxH7kZgI/s1600-h/Olguita+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNTu_sODQI/AAAAAAAAABI/OWsNxH7kZgI/s320/Olguita+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373730847219125506" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olguita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Al parecer (y no me voy a cansar de decirlo nunca) otra vez Dios hizo de las suyas: Cuando nos bajamos del bus en El Cisne, yo pensé "Qué hago aquí...!?   Yo no sé de cosas religiosas!!!"   Pero algo me impulsó a preguntarle al guía que me había sido dado ese día y ella muy gustosa aceptó en llevarme a hacer el "city tour".&lt;br /&gt;La Iglesia del Cisne es muy conocida por los milagros que se le atribuyen.   MILES de peregrinos van cada año a pedirle o a dar gracias por los favores recibidos.   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNWQMoV39I/AAAAAAAAABY/fAIKzDwWet8/s1600-h/El+Cisne+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: none; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNWQMoV39I/AAAAAAAAABY/fAIKzDwWet8/s320/El+Cisne+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373733616651460562" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pared de la Iglesia con placas agradeciendo los favores recibidos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNWrpetf7I/AAAAAAAAABg/sRStKVRyAL0/s1600-h/El+Cisne+8+-+Mi+vela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: none; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNWrpetf7I/AAAAAAAAABg/sRStKVRyAL0/s320/El+Cisne+8+-+Mi+vela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373734088252161970" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ya que estaba allí, yo también encendí mi velita &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNYcKlzuMI/AAAAAAAAABo/MjR6TwBUD1w/s1600-h/El+Cisne+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNYcKlzuMI/AAAAAAAAABo/MjR6TwBUD1w/s320/El+Cisne+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373736021285648578" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parte de afuera de la Iglesia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNYyCtnd-I/AAAAAAAAABw/tWgVLUwm9nE/s1600-h/El+Cisne+5+-+Cecina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNYyCtnd-I/AAAAAAAAABw/tWgVLUwm9nE/s320/El+Cisne+5+-+Cecina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373736397128038370" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cecina.- Carne cruda de cerdo que se seca al sol.   Una de las especialidades de los lugareños, la cual no probé por si las moscas...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Algo que me llamó mucho la atención, fue la serenata que la gente del pueblo le llevó a la virgen por su "cumpleaños".   Primero peregrinando por las calles y luego dentro de la misma Iglesia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-358c05cf08e0d28b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D358c05cf08e0d28b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331112420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2964B4A3C6D6A9F9E6D79F17B607112A70EB67F4.7AA7E7EAEB3131FA719634801337412296A72454%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D358c05cf08e0d28b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D138q2CW95R5hLf8kg8Hwzn5QcrA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D358c05cf08e0d28b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331112420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2964B4A3C6D6A9F9E6D79F17B607112A70EB67F4.7AA7E7EAEB3131FA719634801337412296A72454%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D358c05cf08e0d28b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D138q2CW95R5hLf8kg8Hwzn5QcrA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Después de conocer el cisne, regresamos a Loja.   La verdad es que si no sentí mucho el viaje de ida, pues el de regreso fue un pestañeo porque ni bien nos sentamos en el bus nos quedamos profundamente dormidas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Habiendome despedido de Olguita e intercambiado los números telefónicos, me dirigía de vuelta al hotel para comer y dormir un poco.   &lt;br /&gt;La parte de comer, fue perfecta porque a un lado del parque Bolivar encontré un pequeño restaurant llamado "El tamal Lojano".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNdt5uXYvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BtXiOkueY4M/s1600-h/El+tamal+Lojano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNdt5uXYvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BtXiOkueY4M/s200/El+tamal+Lojano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373741823553921778" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pero cuando iba caminando hacia el hotel, mis planes fueron cambiados nuevamente.   Esta vez por la MEJOR de las maravillas que se nos pudo haber dado (desde mi punto de vista).   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNeQuTpV1I/AAAAAAAAACA/X3mKg6aXvt8/s1600-h/Arco+Iris+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNeQuTpV1I/AAAAAAAAACA/X3mKg6aXvt8/s200/Arco+Iris+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373742421784483666" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El mejor de los arcoiris&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNfcU-vK1I/AAAAAAAAACI/u_ZQNt88m40/s1600-h/Arco+Iris+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNfcU-vK1I/AAAAAAAAACI/u_ZQNt88m40/s200/Arco+Iris+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373743720655956818" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Si pueden apreciar bien la foto, notarán que son 2 arcoiris y no solo uno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Dado que me pasé media hora viendo y tomándole fotos al arcoiris, se me hizo tarde y no tuve tiempo de descansar.   Así que ni bien llegué al hotel, me bañé, me cambié y me fui a uno de los bares/discoteca más famoso de la ciudad: "Santo Remedio".   &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-360e76c69d271639" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D360e76c69d271639%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331112420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A363E92BACF66E50C526EBA06AB742C5B6A0898.4392FB7059FC7C4C8526581910CFDFC137E1B5AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D360e76c69d271639%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvpTpgB5JXYmeh4Dyn3vT10N1nlw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D360e76c69d271639%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331112420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D2A363E92BACF66E50C526EBA06AB742C5B6A0898.4392FB7059FC7C4C8526581910CFDFC137E1B5AA%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D360e76c69d271639%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvpTpgB5JXYmeh4Dyn3vT10N1nlw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   Este bar/discoteca queda en el barrio "San Sebastián".   Es muy concurrido por el ambiente y la música que ponen.   Aunque la música no se me hizo muy conocida, esa noche ofrecían un concierto de rock latino al que gustosamente me quedé y disfruté.   Yo tenía pensado irme después del concierto, pero gracias a un grupo de personas que me invitó y me acogió como una integrante más de su grupo me quedé y nos quedamos bailando hasta las 2 am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNiV20JfCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5vZi0sg-d2A/s1600-h/San+Sebastian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNiV20JfCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5vZi0sg-d2A/s200/San+Sebastian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373746908014148642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Plaza San Sebastian&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;***************************&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight:bold;"&gt;English:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNR7X7XumI/AAAAAAAAABA/p25Yk8opC40/s1600-h/Banderas+de+Ecuador+y+Loja.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNR7X7XumI/AAAAAAAAABA/p25Yk8opC40/s320/Banderas+de+Ecuador+y+Loja.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373728860860299874" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Friday 7 of August, I was sitting in my desk, when suddenly something said to me “find out the passages to Loja…” As I could, I found out the telephone number of “Trasportes Loja” and they said to me that there were ONLY chance for the 23h35 bus and it was almost full.   It was noon and my work is half an hour away from the terminal. WHAT CAN I DO? HEEEELP! I always say that God puts little angels on our way so we can count on them, this time my good friend Francisco (alias “Pancho”) left behind the comfort of his house to give me a hand and buy my ticket towards my following adventure. Although in fact, every day of my life they are an adventure… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Some useful data before leaving towards Loja: &lt;br /&gt; * Phone numbers of Loja Transports in the terminal are: &lt;br /&gt; * The transport towards Loja from Guayaquil’s terminal costs $12.20. &lt;br /&gt; * Like the typical “cost girl” I am, I don’t like the cold so I took gloves, knitted cap, a sweater that looks like if I was wearing a lamb, scarf… and thus… BUT the reality is that Loja has a PERFECT climate for those like me that are used to Guayaquil’s heat, so with a warm sweater is enough.   Of course if you take your children with you, the most recommendable thing is to take an extra sweater for them. &lt;br /&gt; * Considered time of trip (by bus): 9 hours (ouch) &lt;br /&gt; * Hotels: &lt;br /&gt;            - Metropolitan $12 &lt;br /&gt;            - Miraflores $8 &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here we go: &lt;br /&gt;I arrived to Loja at 8 A.M. from Saturday 8 of August (so many 8… wowy! And I just realize it…) and although I had a reservation in a hotel already (I am not going to tell which one because the truth is that I did not like it) I decided to take a taxi and ask the driver if he could recommend me a nice/cheap hotel, and he acceded very politely.   The Hotel that he recommended to me was the Metropolitan. It is to the north of Loja and I liked it because the cement combination with wood simply enchants to me (of course if it’d be totally wooden and with a chimney… I’d stay to live there). &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Metropolitan hotel &lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNNzw5sqpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/B_PAqawTlBY/s1600-h/H.+Metropolitano+1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: left; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNNzw5sqpI/AAAAAAAAAAw/B_PAqawTlBY/s320/H.+Metropolitano+1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373724332078705298" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNPE4kwzkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/n7njwKBYu7E/s1600-h/H.+Metropolitano+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: none; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNPE4kwzkI/AAAAAAAAAA4/n7njwKBYu7E/s320/H.+Metropolitano+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373725725707783746" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My room &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After accommodating all the stuff that I took with me and after making the rigor calls to family and friends to say to them that I was well, I went to take a walk to the Bolivar Park. Mafer convinced me to go to the Romería of the Virgin de El Cisne.    So I directed myself again towards the terminal.   &lt;br /&gt;Outside the terminal you can take a bus that will take you to the El Cisne city. It’s 2 hours trip. Mentally I "thank" my dear friend for convinced me, but I was already there and like the good traveller I am I just thought “LET’S DO IT!” &lt;br /&gt;The trip didn’t become so heavy thanks to one pretty lady, named Olguita, which I knew in the way.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNTu_sODQI/AAAAAAAAABI/OWsNxH7kZgI/s1600-h/Olguita+2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: right; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNTu_sODQI/AAAAAAAAABI/OWsNxH7kZgI/s320/Olguita+2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373730847219125506" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Olguita&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apparently (and I’ll never get tire to say it) again God did his stuff: When we jumped off the bus in El Cisne, I thought “What I am doing here…? I don’t know about religious things!” But something made me ask to the guide I was given that day if she could guide me and she accepted to give me a “City tour”. The Church of de Cisne is very well-known by the miracles that are attributed to the virgin. THOUSANDS of pilgrims go every year to ask or to thank to her for the received favours’. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNWQMoV39I/AAAAAAAAABY/fAIKzDwWet8/s1600-h/El+Cisne+4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: none; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNWQMoV39I/AAAAAAAAABY/fAIKzDwWet8/s320/El+Cisne+4.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373733616651460562" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Wall of the Church with plates thanking for the received favours &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNWrpetf7I/AAAAAAAAABg/sRStKVRyAL0/s1600-h/El+Cisne+8+-+Mi+vela.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0pt 10px 10px 0pt; float: none; cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNWrpetf7I/AAAAAAAAABg/sRStKVRyAL0/s320/El+Cisne+8+-+Mi+vela.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373734088252161970" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I was there, I also ignited my little candle  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNYcKlzuMI/AAAAAAAAABo/MjR6TwBUD1w/s1600-h/El+Cisne+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNYcKlzuMI/AAAAAAAAABo/MjR6TwBUD1w/s320/El+Cisne+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373736021285648578" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Outside part of the Church &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNYyCtnd-I/AAAAAAAAABw/tWgVLUwm9nE/s1600-h/El+Cisne+5+-+Cecina.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNYyCtnd-I/AAAAAAAAABw/tWgVLUwm9nE/s320/El+Cisne+5+-+Cecina.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373736397128038370" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cured meat. – Pig row meat that is dried with the sun. One of the specialties of the villagers that I didn’t try just in case… &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Something that impressed me pretty much was the serenade that the people of the town gave to the virgin cuz of her “birthday”. First peregrinating by the streets and then within the same Church. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-358c05cf08e0d28b" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D358c05cf08e0d28b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331112420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D858233C4C4530A39BC668CE560EAB964CD8EC9D4.D49F3CE9CAFE1190B8D7FED00FFCB6437727354%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D358c05cf08e0d28b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D138q2CW95R5hLf8kg8Hwzn5QcrA&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v6.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D358c05cf08e0d28b%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331112420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D858233C4C4530A39BC668CE560EAB964CD8EC9D4.D49F3CE9CAFE1190B8D7FED00FFCB6437727354%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D358c05cf08e0d28b%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3D138q2CW95R5hLf8kg8Hwzn5QcrA&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After wandering by El Cisne for a couple more hours, we returned to Loja. The truth is that if I didn’t feel the outward journey, the return one was a blinking because we just sat down and we fell asleep. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;   After waving goodbye to Olguita, I returned to the hotel to eat and sleep a little. The part to eat, was perfect because near the Bolivar park I found a small restaurant called "El Tamal Lojano"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNdt5uXYvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BtXiOkueY4M/s1600-h/El+tamal+Lojano.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNdt5uXYvI/AAAAAAAAAB4/BtXiOkueY4M/s200/El+tamal+Lojano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373741823553921778" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But when I was walking towards the hotel, my plans were changed again. This time by the BEST of the wonders EVER (from my point of view).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNeQuTpV1I/AAAAAAAAACA/X3mKg6aXvt8/s1600-h/Arco+Iris+3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNeQuTpV1I/AAAAAAAAACA/X3mKg6aXvt8/s200/Arco+Iris+3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373742421784483666" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The best rainbow ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNfcU-vK1I/AAAAAAAAACI/u_ZQNt88m40/s1600-h/Arco+Iris+7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNfcU-vK1I/AAAAAAAAACI/u_ZQNt88m40/s200/Arco+Iris+7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373743720655956818" border="0"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;If you can appreciate the photo well, you will notice that they are 2 rainbows and not only one &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As I spent half an hour seeing and taking photos from the rainbows, it became pretty late and I didn’t have time to rest. So, as soon as I arrived at the hotel, I bathed, changed my clothes and went to one of the most famous disco bar of the city: “Santo Remedio”. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-360e76c69d271639" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D360e76c69d271639%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331112420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62BBD92F63C18E010127218F45D1587FEF4A0E31.4D3C296A7F5F6B1D3A1E444561A225D8DAEA5147%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D360e76c69d271639%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvpTpgB5JXYmeh4Dyn3vT10N1nlw&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v19.nonxt2.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D360e76c69d271639%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331112420%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D62BBD92F63C18E010127218F45D1587FEF4A0E31.4D3C296A7F5F6B1D3A1E444561A225D8DAEA5147%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D360e76c69d271639%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DvpTpgB5JXYmeh4Dyn3vT10N1nlw&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This disco/bar is in the “San Sebastian” neighbourhood. The environment and the music are very nice and no wonder why it’s the most concurred in the city.   Although I think I didn’t recognized most of the music they played, that night they offered a Latin rock concert so I stayed and I really enjoyed it. I thought to go to hotel after the concert, but thanks to this group of people I was invited to join I had the best nite in Loja ever!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNiV20JfCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5vZi0sg-d2A/s1600-h/San+Sebastian.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 150px; height: 200px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNiV20JfCI/AAAAAAAAACQ/5vZi0sg-d2A/s200/San+Sebastian.jpg" border="0" alt=""id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5373746908014148642" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;San Sebastian Park&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7354340484755954596-4087151147197903062?l=chiochorritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=358c05cf08e0d28b&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='enclosure' type='video/mp4' href='http://www.blogger.com/video-play.mp4?contentId=360e76c69d271639&amp;type=video%2Fmp4' length='0'/><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiochorritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4087151147197903062/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7354340484755954596&amp;postID=4087151147197903062' title='0 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7354340484755954596/posts/default/4087151147197903062'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7354340484755954596/posts/default/4087151147197903062'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiochorritos.blogspot.com/2009/08/provincia-loja-parte-i.html' title='Provincia: LOJA (Parte I)'/><author><name>ChioChorritos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13839666116014407669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SoQt5ae1hzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rOf_8omR9M4/S220/Chio.JPG'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SpNR7X7XumI/AAAAAAAAABA/p25Yk8opC40/s72-c/Banderas+de+Ecuador+y+Loja.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354340484755954596.post-8413384421122899662</id><published>2009-08-11T23:14:00.001-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:22:28.449-05:00</updated><title type='text'>¡La idea! / The idea!</title><content type='html'>&lt;strong&gt;Español:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Hace una semana estaba viendo un mapa del Ecuador con sus actuales 24 provincias y me di cuenta de que SOLO conozco la mitad ellas! NO PUEDE SER!!! Me he ido de viaje por 6 países (5 a punta de mochila al hombro) y SOLO conozco la mitad del mío.&lt;br /&gt;Cuántos ECUATORIANOS nos hemos tomado la molestia de agarrar una mochila, meter lo elemental y salir a recorrer a pie, a caballo, en bus, con lluvia, con sol, con nieve, con volcanes haciendo erupción TODO nuestro bello país?! Lamentablemente no somos muchos... Nos enorgullecemos cuando conocemos a un gringo que lo hace (con TODO el cariño del mundo a todos mis muy buenos amigos gringos, en especial aquellos que ya han recorrido el Ecuador)... Pero como los típicos estúpidos tercermundistas que SOMOS, sino no es a Miami no queremos ir! Y si es a la isla Puná ni soñarlo! (Qué cholo! diría alguna boba que quiere pasar por aniñada).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;NO ES JUSTO! ME NIEGO, ME REHÚSO!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Así que he hecho un plan: VOY A CONOCER TODAS LAS PROVINCIAS DE MI HERMOSO PAÍS (o a morir en el intento...!)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desde ya le aviso a mi familia, a mis amigos y a la gente que me estima (y a la que no también PERO solo para que se piquen)... que si no me encuentran en Guayaquil... pues estaré... haciendo camino al andar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A mis AMADOS amigos chiros (como yo): Prometo SOLEMNEMENTE que buscaré los MEJORES lugares 3B (Buenos, Bonitos y Baratos) en hospedaje y alimentación para que en algún momento no muy lejano, puedan lanzarse a la aventura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y así fue como empezó mi travesía...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;English:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A week ago I was staring an Ecuadorian map with its 24 provinces and I just realized that I only have been in the half of them! IT CAN'T BE!!! I've travelled around 6 countries (5 just by backpacking) and ONLY know the half on mine own.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;How many ECUADORIANS have grabbed a bag, put the elemental things in it and jump out to the adventure by walking, by horse, in a bus, with rain, with sun, with snow or volcanoes’ making eruption? It's very sad but we are just a few... We make proud of ourselves when we meet a gringo doing what we should've done first (with ALL the respect and affection to my gringo fellows, specially those ones that have done so)...&lt;br /&gt;But as we are NARROW minded people, if it is not Miami we don't wanna go! Isla Puná!? No way!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;IT'S NOT FARE! I REFUSED IT!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I've made a plan: I'M GONNA GO THROUGH THE WHOLE PROVINCES OF ECUADOR (or died while trying it...!)&lt;br /&gt;Since now I let know to my family, my friends and people that cares about me (and those who doesn't care about me also just to mock on them) ... if you can't find me here in Guayaquil... well... I'm gonna be somewhere else!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To my beloved CHIROs friends (like me): I promise I'll find the best cheap (but nice) places to stay and eat so you do this crazy but nice thing too...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And this is the way my travels begun...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7354340484755954596-8413384421122899662?l=chiochorritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiochorritos.blogspot.com/feeds/8413384421122899662/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7354340484755954596&amp;postID=8413384421122899662' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7354340484755954596/posts/default/8413384421122899662'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7354340484755954596/posts/default/8413384421122899662'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiochorritos.blogspot.com/2009/08/la-idea-idea.html' title='¡La idea! / The idea!'/><author><name>ChioChorritos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13839666116014407669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SoQt5ae1hzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rOf_8omR9M4/S220/Chio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7354340484755954596.post-4953134581874175286</id><published>2009-08-11T22:14:00.000-05:00</published><updated>2009-08-11T23:14:21.177-05:00</updated><title type='text'>Primero lo primero...! / Fiiiiiiiiiiirst...!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Este blog es bilingüe, pero si ven que comento alguna indiscreción con el inglés, hagan el favor de CORREGIR y NO criticar!   Si me corrigen, lo cambiaré enseguida con mucho gusto.   Si me critican...   van a ver!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:times new roman;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt; This is going to be a bilingual blog, BUT if you see I write something in a funny (read stupid) way, PLEASE CORRECT me, DO NOT criticized me!   If you correct me, I will change it straight away.   But if you criticized me…   you’ll see!&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Times New Roman;"&gt;Chio&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/7354340484755954596-4953134581874175286?l=chiochorritos.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://chiochorritos.blogspot.com/feeds/4953134581874175286/comments/default' title='Comentarios de la entrada'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=7354340484755954596&amp;postID=4953134581874175286' title='3 Comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7354340484755954596/posts/default/4953134581874175286'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/7354340484755954596/posts/default/4953134581874175286'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://chiochorritos.blogspot.com/2009/08/primero-lo-primero-fiiiiiiiiiiirst.html' title='Primero lo primero...! / Fiiiiiiiiiiirst...!'/><author><name>ChioChorritos</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/13839666116014407669</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_5wHPrvyKb4M/SoQt5ae1hzI/AAAAAAAAAAM/rOf_8omR9M4/S220/Chio.JPG'/></author><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry></feed>
