8.8.15 - Kings Canyon | Alice Springs

More than 300 km in full Australian desert from Kings Canyon and the largest city in central Australia, Alice Springs.
More than 300 km dirty road - with holes, stones, cars remains, photo points, three gas stations and a village that resembled a roulotte park - through which tourists and locals, making it in some inhospitable points.
Yesterday saw no kangaroo - except what was stuck on mine and Joãos` plate - and today we will see the Australian icon.
We walk, walk and walk. We looked everywhere, left, and right for the spare tire. Anything. Only a few wild horses and cows. But judging by the excrement that existed in number and size, the animals should be all there, looking at us and laugh at themselves.
General laughing must have been when we had to stop to change a tire.
But then, like a F1 team, we took the bags from the car, let go the spare tire, took of the original tire, put the car in the air, we removed the tire, lowered the car, shook nuts in less 15 minutes. As girls looked at us and took pictures.
Camaraderie was what we feel because the cars that passed us during that time, 3 or 4, stopped and offered help.
After this episode - an adventure, I'll say! - We had to go direct to Alice Springs, risking not continue between the mountains, in the dirt, no spare tire and a plane to pick up towards the Great Barrier Reef.
As for kangaroos, despite signs on the road to have care with them, although we see broken cars that could only have crashed on an animal to stay in that state, not see them. As is the Zoo's recollection of Singapore and who bought a pen.

2.8.15 - Sydney

Yesterday Singapore was ran from one end to the other, leaving only a few sights to see in return.Because of this, with a flight at two in the morning in a very spartan low cost we were all very tired. No movies, no food, cramped seats, the 7 hour trip seemed that never passed. But for 170 euros, we could not ask for more.Arrived at the Australian city, went directy by metro to the apartment: twelfth floor with panoramic views.Thus, Sydney, just took a little back along the harbor and the Opera House. The rest is for the next three days.It was dinner time; for us, because for them this time had passed long time ago, and the streets were deserted. The restaurants doesn´t no longer serve and we take refuge in a bar with live music, burgers and beer.The building of the Opera House and the bridge, illuminated and reflected in the water, create a unique atmosphere. With no one else seemed a show mounted only for us.Tomorrow we will see it with day light and compare!

31.7.15 - Doha | Singapore

Another plane, another very long journey that took us from Doha, Qatar, to Singapore. We crossed the Persian Gulf, India, Indian Ocean, grappling over Malaysia until we land in Singapore.The flight was delayed due to problems on the plane to get out of Doha - I was watching if I had to go out there pushing for him to start! Because of this we come to Singapore too late and didn`t see anything ...But before, during flight, slept, ate, drank and watched movies. A fish fillet with potatoes were served at breakfast and snacks throughout the rest of the day. I followed everything with distilled and fermented stuff.Birdman, by Alejandro González Iñárritu, with Michael Keaton, tells the story of a desperate man. It is a black comedy tending towards drama because in reality, portrays the lives of so many people.Then I saw Fury, with Brad Pitt. A film about the Second World War, I cried when  heard Logan Lerman playing the piano for Alicia von Rittberg. They didn`t know each other, didn`t speak the same language but were new and were living in the war. The music united them and past few minutes they were making love. The war killed her soon to follow.After I reviewed American Hustler and Indiana Jones before receiving the Singapore humid and hot air.It's half past one in the morning and now we come to the hotel. We went to a Sake Bar where a friendly staff served us sashimi, a kind of angúlias and a very small raw octopus.Tomorrow we spent the day in Singapore and at two in the morning we flew to Sydney.

29.7.15 - Porto | Zurich

Sleep deprivation, work hard: get everything ready in Loba to 25 days of absence from the country not to be felt.Pack, push the clothes inside. Let the fins but I put enough t-shirts for so long. Half of the trip is with harsh winter. The other half is hot summer.Liquid Image cameras and Hama accessories, are in Monte Campo. All conditioning. All compartmentalized.Domingos took me to the airport and Agência Paraíso, as always, did a fantastic job. After a few minutes I was on the plane, without having bought a book by Tolstoy - Death of Ivan Ilyich, I Le Carré latest in Le Carré book but they don´t have it - and a green Moleskine that will be the travel diary.The TAP flight to Zurich ran normally. As queue companions had a very fine and fancy couple, very nice: she was blonde with blue eyes, from switzerland; he Azorean, from Flores, son of Angola and with a great hair like a reggea artist.At this time the Aussie Connection is gathered in St. Gallen: barbecue, Super Bock and Gazela.My suitcase must be reduced and I`ll have to wash clothes in the middle of the trip, I have to buy some stick for trekking and forgot my pajamas - yes Mother! a drama that I have since the mid 90`s, with pajamas bought in all over the place.The great adventure has began: Australia here we go!