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rafting in the aosta valley

something to do while waiting for a bus
Posted on Monday, September 13, 2004
By silvano to South American Stories

 
Mt Aconcagua

something to do while waiting for a bus
Posted on Friday, January 03, 2003
By silvano to South American Stories


i fell back into the atmosphere and my nuts began to defrost

how beautiful
how beautiful
how beautiful

so very nearly made the summit

if i had stood on my guides shoulders
and if he had been 500m tall
and their had been less wind
and a nice warm costal breeze
or if the mountain had been a little shorter
and i had been wearing high heels (maybe those punk platform knee high leather things with studs and buckles)
or if i had used my g-string to catapult myself the last few meters
if gravity had suddenly inverted
or a port-ho - more

 
Victos and Espiritu Pampa

something to do while waiting for a bus
Posted on Tuesday, November 19, 2002
By silvano to South American Stories



what else, sleep and wait for the morning sun. and the mornings brought sun and occasionally heavy rain and always cocoa tea brewed on the camp stove.

we walk and then rest.

the path we follow struggles through this terrain. we struggle. i struggle. the parrots don't. a centipede has a wise advantage.

it rains. it sunny. i'm wet. i'm dry.

the mountains circle around. the path is thick mud. the path is made of stone that was laid by the Incas, the path is steep, its not, its flat. the edge of a cliff with a river below. we cross a bridge, it should b - more

 
Climbing Mt Cotopaxi

something to do while waiting for a bus
Posted on Tuesday, August 20, 2002
By silvano to South American Stories


summit. fuck-it. its not as if there is gold to be had. or the glory as the first man. just the pain, the monotony, and the boredom of another three hours. let others go there. and what if i made it? stood on the top. aye. marvelled at the beauty would i. or spit down at other fools forcing there way up through the night, the wind, the snow. piss in the mouth of the crater more like.

and now it is one in the morning, or so, and being told to get ready for the accent. 'leave in thirty minutes' he says. 'bollocks'. no sleep. i have shivered inside this sleeping bag for the last six hou - more