<?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'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755</id><updated>2009-11-15T15:20:58.662-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Tales from the Saddle</title><subtitle type='html'>The Peace Pedalers Blog</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>91</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-5724691039703106638</id><published>2009-11-13T18:35:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-13T18:40:53.743-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Quito, Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sv4XgoQuhOI/AAAAAAAAPxw/XokK5ocO7hg/s1600-h/quito.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sv4XgoQuhOI/AAAAAAAAPxw/XokK5ocO7hg/s320/quito.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5403782452222002402" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Filming the band Solar up above Quito.  Priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;We are loving Quito!  We had to stop here to pick up spare parts, a replacement camera and other supplies and are grateful for the detour.  We met this band Solar at a live performance and they put on a private concert for us and the viewers of our TV series yesterday.  Today we spent 12 hours launching our latest charity project "Ecuatopia"--a grassroots team of Ecuadorians and lovers of Ecuador (like me!) who want to protect it from any  more crazy mass destruction to the environment.    Check out the first version of our site at www.ecuatopia.org. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Heading into the "caliente" Amazon jungle for about a week or so then into Colombia.  Off to do some salsa dancing and take some time away from the computer!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-5724691039703106638?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/5724691039703106638/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=5724691039703106638' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/5724691039703106638'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/5724691039703106638'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-from-quito-ecuador-filming-band.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sv4XgoQuhOI/AAAAAAAAPxw/XokK5ocO7hg/s72-c/quito.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-7255798502572010059</id><published>2009-11-10T19:05:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-11-10T19:12:22.257-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Esmeraldas, Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SvoqTaEwL_I/AAAAAAAAPv8/-C4Do03LIOM/s1600-h/ecu-best-pt2+%2838%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SvoqTaEwL_I/AAAAAAAAPv8/-C4Do03LIOM/s320/ecu-best-pt2+%2838%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5402677215889469426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The sunset after our 2nd surf session...lovely!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Just finished filming and enjoying some musicians here in NW Ecuador and we are finally leaving the coastal life and heading to Quito then the Amazon jungle.  Life is good!  Check latest pics of our life on the coast here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/EcuadorPart2TheCoast?feat=directlink"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/EcuadorPart2TheCoast?feat=directlink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The pictures tell it all...it's been more about friendships and "staying put" then pedaling away and past all the lovely people here in this stunning country of Ecuador.  Will be putting on some miles in the Amazon to work off all this seafood! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie &amp;amp; Cristina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-7255798502572010059?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/7255798502572010059/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=7255798502572010059' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/7255798502572010059'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/7255798502572010059'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/11/blog-from-esmeraldas-ecuador-sunset.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SvoqTaEwL_I/AAAAAAAAPv8/-C4Do03LIOM/s72-c/ecu-best-pt2+%2838%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-9199638576220356961</id><published>2009-10-31T13:35:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-31T13:43:30.809-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Photo Blog from Southern Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;10/31/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SuygLDkDUKI/AAAAAAAAPmg/dbHGyHh-k8Y/s1600-h/ec-best-a+%2839%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SuygLDkDUKI/AAAAAAAAPmg/dbHGyHh-k8Y/s320/ec-best-a+%2839%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5398866165105905826" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last of a long list of fun n friendly Ecuadorian riders Sergio :)  See the pics!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Happy Halloween!  In Guayaquil now with a LOVELY family and off to the beach soon since the folks here are celebrating a 4-day weekend!  Nice!  Some truly stunning pics with captions take ya with us on the adventure from the border of Peru to Guayaquil.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fpeacepedalers%2Falbumid%2F5398861351456240977%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-9199638576220356961?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/9199638576220356961/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=9199638576220356961' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/9199638576220356961'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/9199638576220356961'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/10/photo-blog-from-southern-ecuador-103109.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SuygLDkDUKI/AAAAAAAAPmg/dbHGyHh-k8Y/s72-c/ec-best-a+%2839%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-8935985680274301675</id><published>2009-10-27T14:33:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-27T14:43:59.077-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Machala, Ecuador&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SudnSimGx8I/AAAAAAAAPZQ/qxNkXRJE8YA/s1600-h/ecuador.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 180px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SudnSimGx8I/AAAAAAAAPZQ/qxNkXRJE8YA/s320/ecuador.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397396246648768450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A smiling escort from our host and Ecuadorian brother Juan Angel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I'm in Ecuador after an amazing 3 days ride of Northern Peru and tons of great adventures in that lovely country. We are staying w/ a very cool Couchsurfing host named Juan Angel who is an Angel, and this mother Cecilia in Machala.  We have been eating, playing, riding and mostly working on preparation to ride north and secure the footage and stuff from Peru n all.  We were going to leave today but our host had to leave suddenly and said he could ride with us tomorrow if we stayed another day sooooo, it was meant to be.   I am going to post a journal entry soon so check out &lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.peacepedalers.com/journals.html"&gt;www.peacepedalers.com/journals.html&lt;/a&gt; for a full update.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Check some pics of North Peru here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fpeacepedalers%2Falbumid%2F5397312288914806225%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCPv5pquYlaPrjgE%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="267" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Hea&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/PeruPt2Best?authkey=Gv1sRgCMn_iKLX5MnA9wE&amp;amp;feat=directlink"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;d &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/PeruPart2LimaToEcuador02?authkey=Gv1sRgCPv5pquYlaPrjgE&amp;amp;feat=directlink"&gt;here&lt;/a&gt; to see a full slide show&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As you’ll see in the pics much of the trip was off the bike and with great people and on the beach in the famous waves of Peru.  My passion for surf and skiing made Chile and Peru far different than any typical bike trip and I look back on my months of indulgence in great food, wine, skiing, surfing, sun, relaxing, more food and wine….no wonder I have my first significant belly and chubby face in over 7 years!  But one great thing about my lifestyle is that all I have to do is live my life on the bike and it melts off like butta…so goodbye gut and hello sun n strength!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I now have some time to connect, write, plan, chill and recoup for the adventures ahead.  It's a 4-day holiday weekend Halloween here in Ecuador so it should be super duper fun.  Friday we have a host in Guayquil named Alejandra who seems super cool, spiritual and a real traveler.  Also, we have a pseudo host named Pachi who gave us a lift part of the way from the border in his truck who is a huge surfer and eager to show us around too.  This weekend we are hoping to get to the beaches to do some surfing and freak out a bit w/ Halloween then ride the "Ruta del Sol"--a smaller coastal road that is meant to be super duper fun and full of cool characters we can play with.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But all the future plans after Halloween will depend on what happens with LAN Airlines and our proposal to them.  We sent a proposal to them to make them our “official airline” of our Latin American Tour and all sorts of benefits in return for 2 first class tickets from Guayaquil to Easter Island :0).  I am a stubborn guy when I want to get my way and we sent a proposal to them and others in Chile but no go so we left Chile without really getting enough footage for my show or seeing one of Chile’s very coolest places to visit (and surf and mountain bike ;)).  The proposal is in the final stages and we’ll know in a few days!!!  Cross our fingers!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SudommL9vLI/AAAAAAAAPZw/o8YIg8n_Qdc/s1600-h/peru.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SudommL9vLI/AAAAAAAAPZw/o8YIg8n_Qdc/s320/peru.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5397397690721877170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big smiles in Puerto Pizarro, Peru :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just ate some granola and fresh milk and I’ve got shirt and shoes off—the way I love to chill out when the weather is right—and it should be nice and cozy all the way to Mexico!  Yesterday had the most massive seafood feast ever and I’m loving all the fresh fish by the coast.  I’ve got a full day of work planned but still hope to take my host Cecilia out on the bike for a ride and interview before the sun goes down.  The bikes just got tuned up and tomorrow we’re on the road again into the long roads of banana plantations.  If you like bananas this is the place to be!  You can buy a pound of bananas for about 5 cents and it’s my chosen fuel source on the bike so I’m stoked for that.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the personal side of life I think I have finally crossed the tall wall of the 9-month travel burnout point.  I have hit it before and usually head home for a visit to recharge by now but not an option since I lost my flying benefits w/ Mom’s airlines till March next year.  I’m still really missing home and would love to be with my friends and family far more than pedaling a bike with strangers but I’ve mustered up a few appreciation for the lifestyle of travel and adventure I choose and things are good.  I had the chance to have long chats with Skype with my family and friends in Peru and we are all excited about the fact that I’ll soon be home for good—able to finally plant some roots and connect at a much deeper level with the ones I really care about most.  In all my travels the one common thread of all humanity I’ve witnessed is the contentment people have being connected to their family and the importance of family in everyone’s life.  I’m grateful that I have been able to come home every year for 3-6 months and not feel so disconnected like many long term adventurers, but still I am excited switch the balance of time and make the majority of my life now with my community and as many weeks or months as I can out adventuring with my family.  But this is all still months away…for now, off to do some ridin’.  If all goes as planned I’ll have a nice visit w/ family over Christmas but ya never know :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-8935985680274301675?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/8935985680274301675/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=8935985680274301675' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8935985680274301675'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8935985680274301675'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-from-machala-ecuador-smiling.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SudnSimGx8I/AAAAAAAAPZQ/qxNkXRJE8YA/s72-c/ecuador.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-6012686899209493003</id><published>2009-10-16T15:07:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-10-16T15:35:01.324-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Lima, Peru&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/StjzTxf0V5I/AAAAAAAAOdo/ak4iJWXZ5l4/s1600-h/peru-pt1+%2815%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/StjzTxf0V5I/AAAAAAAAOdo/ak4iJWXZ5l4/s320/peru-pt1+%2815%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5393328074806024082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from lovely Lima, Peru.  I am in awe how fast time flies by lately.  On one hand I don’t want to “rush” through countries while, to be honest, I’m trying to keep some momentum to land in the arms of my family and friends by next year.  It’s been a long journey and country 73 here in Peru has been a mix of it all—fortunately mostly positive stuff to report, minus clawing over the wall of travel burnout which I have nearly reached the top…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally got out of Iquique, Chile where our lovely connection with Roberto, Amor &amp;amp; Cristian was hard to leave.  If you have not had a chance to meet this crew, and the other Couchsurfers I was blessed to bond with, here’s an album below of my 2 week basecamp in N. Chile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fpeacepedalers%2Falbumid%2F5391912757937250225%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCMHdq_byjM7uuQE%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But after a few hard days of dusty, bumpy, boring travel we made it to Cuzco, Peru to start our adventures on our Inca Expedition.  Cristina and I had been at each other’s throat a bit, mostly due to being cooped up for so long, and getting moving helped the situation quite a bit.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pictures tell a thousand words they say so take a trip through the Inca Expedition here and I’ll write more in the journal.  For now, just know we had an epic time riding with four soulful characters exploring nature, history, culture, food, music and all the yummy stuff I adore in traveling.  Enjoy the ride!&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;noautoplay=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fpeacepedalers%2Falbumid%2F5393198237260957025%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After the Cuzco adventures to Machu Picchu we ended up staying 3 days right on the beach at the famous surf spot Punta Hermosa with the parents of Burlingame High School classmate Ramon Mifflin.  Ramon’s parents Ramon and Ingrid were super sweet and took us in like family while I took my beatings from the strongest waves I’ve surfed in years.  From the beach we hit up Lima to visit more friends of friends a few days and did some media work with Cable Magico’s hit show Entre Titulares before finally getting back into pedaling road in Northern Peru.  Southern Peru is grey, cold and depressing this time of year so we are hoping for warmer, sunnier weather as we ride the  northern region (not to mention, more great surf up there…I’m not going to lie…for me, Peru is as much about surf as riding, if not more)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Okay, that’s the latest.  Hope to get a journal out next week for more detail.  We’re also still waiting to hear from LAN Airlines to see if they are sending us from Ecuador to Easter Island for the biggest and most stylin’ u-turn in Peace Pedalers history :)  Say some prayers for us as we sorted skunked out on the epic riding in Chile and are eager to pedal down there in Paradise :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big hugs!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie &amp;amp; Part Time Peace Pedaler Cristina&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-6012686899209493003?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/6012686899209493003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=6012686899209493003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/6012686899209493003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/6012686899209493003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-from-lima-peru-greetings-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/StjzTxf0V5I/AAAAAAAAOdo/ak4iJWXZ5l4/s72-c/peru-pt1+%2815%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-2165977207235599387</id><published>2009-09-25T06:49:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T20:01:16.853-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Iquique, Chile&lt;br /&gt;September 26, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SrzLV0BXWkI/AAAAAAAAOII/UJXRGKdetxU/s1600-h/atacama-exp+%2848%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 244px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SrzLV0BXWkI/AAAAAAAAOII/UJXRGKdetxU/s320/atacama-exp+%2848%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5385402830030330434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gabriel and his crew of llama herders in the Atacama Altiplano&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Big love from Iquique, Chile!  I’m at my Chilean brother Roberto’s studio/apartment/couchsurfing capital of Northern Chile and it’s truly the nerve center of positive creativity.  I met Roberto in late July coming in from Bolivia and we have grown to become great friends and now partners in an exciting new project called Positive Press/Prensa Positiva (www.prensapositiva.tv is best link and translate to English on the site)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve received all sorts of emails asking for an update on what’s new and I’m happy to report so, so many exciting reports.  Here goes:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1)    Atacama Adventures: Yep, we had a thrilling expedition into the Altiplano of the Atacama Desert.  It was Cristina’s first taste of high altitude cycling, spending 4 days over 4,000 meters (13,000 feet+).  You can take a photo slideshow adventure below.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" width="600" height="400" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;captions=1&amp;hl=en_US&amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fpeacepedalers%2Falbumid%2F5385381775351934737%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;2)    The Chile Stop: I was first grounded in Chile due to a bike break down and now I’m here in limbo waiting to hear if we are going to Easter Island next week or not.  While waiting to hear from a sponsoring network Megavision who may be buying our tickets to one of the world’s most stunning islands.  Cristina and I are busy planning our adventure to Columbia onwards and, at the same time, I’m also working on moving all the charity projects forward:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;3)    Operation Agua: What started as two strangers connecting in Muyupampa, Bolivia has now led to an active project to bring water to our first village—the Ayango community.  Our Pilot Project is in motion and more info at www.operationagua.org.  Please, take 3-minutes to check out a video/photo intro on our launch project.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8Qubl30XbE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/E8Qubl30XbE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4)    Good Hope Schools: I’ve been working hard as well on this project as now we are starting a school in Rwanda!  Not only that, but we are expanding Good Hope Uganda from it’s 150+ student capacity to support over 300!  Both schools need funding and we have a 2009 goal of about $40,000 so help us by getting involved or making a donation.  Fresh updates, budgets, photos and more at www.goodhopeschool.net. A new 7-minute video is below.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/eUtSLKs4w50&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/eUtSLKs4w50&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="385" width="480"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;5)    Positive Press: If you are like me, you don’t like watching negative news over and over again.  If you have half a brain you know that the negative news represents the vast MINORITY of the true state of our world.  Positive Press will be a TV network dedicated to bringing you a balanced report what’s happening in our world.  It’s an internet-based network at first and we are off to a great start with thousands of visitors and contributors.  Check out www.positivepress.tv (English) or, a better site right now, is &lt;a href="http://www.prensapositiva.tv%20/"&gt;www.prensapositiva.tv &lt;/a&gt;(Spanish but with translation available).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;6) Expedition Update: We should be on the road rolling somewhere in a few days. I’ve made some exciting changes to my route, which will now bring me to the Caribbean for adventures in the Dominican Republic, Haiti, Jamaica and Cuba. I had to pull out a few Central American countries but hey, I’ll still be at all the epic wave spots in true Live Big form ;) Latest at www.peacepedalers.com/stage3.html.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooooo, my trip is not all about hammering the pedals day after day.  It’s changed quite a bit over the years, if you have not noticed.  I've realized many other passions besides riding and traveling.  I really dig the charity incubation role I'm taking in the world for the time being.  Personally, I’m filled with an enthusiasm not only for my life and projects as they stand today but also for the fact that I’ll be back in my own home country about 6 short months.  I do miss my family and friends a LOT, but I have no desire go home quite yet.  I’m in the final stretch and excited about the adventures ahead!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over n out from Chile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-2165977207235599387?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/2165977207235599387/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=2165977207235599387' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/2165977207235599387'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/2165977207235599387'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/09/blog-from-iquique-chile-september-26.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SrzLV0BXWkI/AAAAAAAAOII/UJXRGKdetxU/s72-c/atacama-exp+%2848%29.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-8088970691375537602</id><published>2009-09-16T14:04:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T14:30:24.902-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Back on the road in Chile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SrFXmBmlP-I/AAAAAAAAN8Y/jLmMXNpZe60/s1600-h/Chile-Altiplano-4000-Meters.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SrFXmBmlP-I/AAAAAAAAN8Y/jLmMXNpZe60/s320/Chile-Altiplano-4000-Meters.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382179340461359074" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first Altiplano guest rider at over 4,200 meters, almost 14,000 feet ;)&lt;br /&gt;(Note the geyser behind at Tatio)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I am just back from an amazing adventure in the Altiplano with my Part-Time Peace Pedaler Cristina and nursing some sunburns, chapped faces and tattered respitory systems but spirits are high!  I sent off this newsletter with fresh photos from my over one month being grounded in Chile getting my bike frame welded so enjoy some great pics, stories n a nice video.  More on the adventures in the Altiplano soon...enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos from Iquique to Week 1 in Portillo at: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/mje7t8"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/mje7t8&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Photos of Week 2-3 in Portillo and onwards to sea level: &lt;a href="http://tinyurl.com/lhsjvj"&gt;http://tinyurl.com/lhsjvj&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A great video on my 3 week stay in in the Andes: &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3oH6eVJV28"&gt;http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q3oH6eVJV28&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since landing in Chile I have been blessed by a constant stream of soulful, generous and super fun people who have made me feel right at home. As you may know, the frame of my titanium tandem finally cracked after over 7 years of use. My efforts to find a titanium welder in both Iquique and Santiago were fruitless so it was looking likely I would have to send it to the USA for repairs. At first I was pretty bummed out about this but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Check this out….&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first stop coming in from over 13,000 feet in Bolivia with a nasty cold, broken frame and slightly shattered spirits was the home of Roberto Corona in Iquique who I met on Couchsurfing.com. Roberto and his family took me in, nurtured me and made me feel right at home. I was cured in no time at all and ready to make my way to meet my good friend Sara in San Pedro de Atacama for some R&amp;amp;R and to formulate my plan of attack. We sucked up some of the epic mountain biking, salt flats and stunning sunsets in the world’s driest desert but I still could not find a titanium welder for my frame.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;While there I ended up meeting a cool cat named Brandon who worked at Tierra Atacama Hotel and he mentioned that the manager there Chris Purcell is connected with Portillo Ski Resort down south. I had already sent a proposal to them to see if they would host me during the bike repairs and allow me to do some skiing but the proposal was not moving along so well. Sara and I stopped by Tierra Atacama to chat with Chris and share the current challenges and intentions with him. Chris and I got along like brothers right from the get go and I took him on a spin on the tandem while explaining my goal to do some skiing in Portillo and to use the Atacama as my launching pad when I get back on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I connected on a solid level and he really liked the Peace Pedalers project. Before I knew it I was being hosted at the hotel (you gotta stay at this place if you head to Atacama—it’s divine! www.tierraatacama.com) and he also helped move my proposal along down in Portillo. The day before I made my way down to Santiago to send the bike frame I got an email from Ski Portillo accepting my proposal and they offered me an all inclusive 3-week ski vacation! I was jumping for joy! Sara was also invited to stay, ski and eat with me too. We were jumping for joy! Sara had my skis delivered via FedEx and even used her family’s account to send my bike part back to USA! Go Sara!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in Santiago my best buddy Garryck pimped Sara and I out with a killer 4-star hotel room with this Sheraton points and the next day we charged up to Ski Portillo where my 3-weeks of bliss would begin. The food, hotel, scenery, skiing, entertainment, people, staff—all totally first class but without the pretentiousness at some nice resorts. There are accommodation options ranging from bunk beds and cafeteria-style dining to posh suites with world-class meals a day. I have to honestly say it is my favorite ski resort on earth—and I’m only a few days into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if this is not enough—the magic continues. I spotted a white-haired man named Tom sporting a Mammoth Ski Patrol shirt on the first day. Turns out he was there traveling with his son Dan and his girlfriend Nicole, both ski patrollers at Mammoth. My little brother Nick is also a patroller and they are good friends with him and his wife Kari! Small world, eh? So I found great new friends and ski buddies right off the back and have my brother Nick’s spirit with me as I charge the terrain with some of Mammoth’s finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I cut a video of the magic in Chile—hope you enjoy it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My first week in Portillo was like a dream come true. My new friends Dan, Nicole, Ane, Stein and Tom were an excellent addition our ski adventures. Sara and I enjoyed our room overlooking the Inca Lake and we ate gourmet meals around our daily ski missions into the breathtaking mountains of Portillo. The first of 3 storms finally came in and dumped about 6 feet of fresh, cold Andes blower powder on the first Friday and Saturday, stranding our friends one extra day. The result was a ripping Sunday blue-bird (blue skies) day with literally perfect conditions. One lift after another opened as they dug out the chairs and slingshot poma rope tows to bring us into a white wonderland of fresh, dry, untouched powder. There is nothing better than riding these conditions than doing it with great friends and at a resort that only allows a few hundred skiers to ski per day—thus keeping the snow fresh for days after it falls.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dan, Sara and the crew finally left and the 2nd week crowd of vacationers arrived next. I missed my crew dearly but soon met new friends and the fun continued for another two weeks. I could write dozens of pages about my magical experiences in Portillo but I’ll sum it up for you. I skied daily, unless the mountain was closed due to a storm. In this case I set up my “office” by the window and cranked away tasks for my projects. I also gave a total of three slideshow and video presentations on Peace Pedalers and our projects. The final result was finding several volunteer fundraisers and about $500 in donations I was able to send off to Rwanda to get our 2nd Good Hope School launched. All the projects are moving along well—check out www.peacepedalers.com/projects.html for the latest. Of course, a few times a week I hit the live music and late night dance activities at the bar and La Posada with the guests and friends. I must say it was 3 of the best weeks of my life.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met some lifelong friends in my 3-weeks at Portillo and know I will be returning for regular ski holidays south of the border for years to come. There is something magical about this mountain that cannot be put to words, it just must be experienced. The 2nd and 3rd weeks of my holiday flew by pretty quick and before I knew it I was heading back down to sea level with my Portillo Princess Veronica for a weekend on the ocean in Valparaiso. Veronica is a ski instructor at Portillo in the southern hemisphere winter and a does the same in Europe for the northern hemisphere winters. We met my first week in Portillo and spent almost every day together doing plenty of skiing, hot tubbing and dancing the night away.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Valparaiso is by far one of the coolest cities on earth! Every corner I turned my jaw would drop with the colors, views, architecture, eclectic shops and art galleries. Veronica went to university in Valpo and had family there so I had the perfect guide to show me around. We spent one night in a hotel overlooking the bay, the second night her good friends Aldo and Maryorie and the final evening with her parents and family at their country home outside Valpo. I could not have asked for a better return to sea level than my 3-day weekend with Veronica and crew.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We finally had to make our way back to Santiago and get down to “business”. I was lucky to reconnect with my good friend Polo who I met up in Atacama and he offered me to stay two nights in Santiago with his girlfriend Macarena and roommate Paulina. In Santiago I began my mission to return some value for the gracious generosity of the Ski Portillo and Tierra Atacama by first doing an interview with CNN Chile. The interview broadcasted live and I sported a Tierra Atacama shirt so all was well. I then went over to a meeting with Oxford Bicycles where I managed to meet the CEO and he agreed to donate a new bike to Peace Pedalers so Cristina could ride with me up to Columbia. Cristina and I rode together in Argentina and Paraguay and were looking forward to more adventures together. Finally, I had a meeting with William, another Portillo friend and CEO of Megavision, one of Chile’s largest TV networks, to chat about other cool projects.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So it was mission accomplished on the business side of things and now it was time to welcome in the famous Mamacita in from San Diego. Mom was coming in to hand deliver the fixed part of my bicycle frame and get a bit of bonding time with me. One of my good friends Andres I met in Portillo offered to host mom and me in his flat on Wednesday night. He then went many of extra miles over the next few days that put this man Andres on the top of the Most Hospitable list by far. Check this out…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Portillo was getting a dose of fresh new snow and I was dying to have mom see Portillo and dive into more fresh turns. So I proposed to Andres that all three of us head back up for another few days of skiing and enjoying the mountain paradise. Andres agreed to pick mom up from the airport, drive all of us up to the mountain, share a hotel room with us, drive us back down, pick up Cristina at the airport fresh in from Brazil, host all three of us at his pad for the weekend and then take us all to a backpackers lodge when it was time to move on. All this he did even with a nasty cold and plenty of work to do launching his new law firm. Go Andres! Mom LOVED Portillo and Andres and I were super stoked to get one more powder day in the sun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So now Cristina was in town and we began sorting the new gear that was donated by Ortlieb and Assos (panniers and clothes) brought by Mamacita and began planning our adventures north. One of the big goals we have now is to do an expedition of Easter Island, or Isla de Pascua, one of Chile’s gems about 3,000km off the coast of Chile. I had heard so much about it and met people connected to it so I felt like the logical place to explore after our adventures in Atacama. Cristina and I are hoping to get tickets either donated by LAN airlines or picked up by Megavision as they are not cheap. In the meantime, William invited us to dinner at his house on Monday and I was invited to yet another cool media gig being on the popular talk show Cadena Nacional last night.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So mom left back to USA last night, Andres drive mom and Cristina to the bus station, I rode Cristina’s new bike there and last night we bid our “see you next time” to Andres and a teary-eyed goodbye to mom. Cristina and I are now on a 24 hour bus ride back up to my bike and gear in San Pedro de Atacama. Tierra Atacma hosted me a few days before I left down south, then they watched my bike and gear while in Portillo and now they are hosting me and Cristina 3 more nights while we gear up for an adventures ahead. I could not be more stoked! I’ve got a fixed bike, new gear, a super cool travel partner and the road is calling once again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over n out from somewhere in northern Chile!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-8088970691375537602?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/8088970691375537602/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=8088970691375537602' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8088970691375537602'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8088970691375537602'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/09/back-on-road-in-chile-my-first.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SrFXmBmlP-I/AAAAAAAAN8Y/jLmMXNpZe60/s72-c/Chile-Altiplano-4000-Meters.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-5956590399083717934</id><published>2009-08-18T10:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-18T10:25:34.741-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SoriyRArERI/AAAAAAAANgY/hTlKuBRPJTw/s1600-h/powder.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SoriyRArERI/AAAAAAAANgY/hTlKuBRPJTw/s320/powder.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371354858780299538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Powder Perfection in Portillo, Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;The snow is STILL falling--another several feet expected.  Just after this sunset we were hammered by a massive dumping...followed by a bluebird powder day.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SoriymlmKEI/AAAAAAAANgg/xSA5HJgRoUU/s1600-h/sunset-8-13-09.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SoriymlmKEI/AAAAAAAANgg/xSA5HJgRoUU/s320/sunset-8-13-09.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5371354864572311618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The calm before the storm&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the fruits of the storm...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6156501&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://vimeo.com/moogaloop.swf?clip_id=6156501&amp;amp;server=vimeo.com&amp;amp;show_title=1&amp;amp;show_byline=1&amp;amp;show_portrait=0&amp;amp;color=&amp;amp;fullscreen=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowfullscreen="true" allowscriptaccess="always" height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/6156501"&gt;Big Powder day in Portillo Chile with the Vail Resorts Epic Tour&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user1123178"&gt;Rex Lint&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-5956590399083717934?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/5956590399083717934/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=5956590399083717934' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/5956590399083717934'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/5956590399083717934'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/08/powder-perfection-in-portillo-chile.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SoriyRArERI/AAAAAAAANgY/hTlKuBRPJTw/s72-c/powder.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-3297444021264905994</id><published>2009-08-12T13:42:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-08-12T14:16:05.628-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SoMwKwFtaPI/AAAAAAAANck/5RIPTAXJmFk/s1600-h/IMG_0306.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SoMwKwFtaPI/AAAAAAAANck/5RIPTAXJmFk/s320/IMG_0306.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5369188142021437682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Blog from Portillo, Chile&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from up high in the Andes Winter Wonderland—Portillo, Chile!  Since landing in Chile I have been blessed by a constant stream of soulful, generous and super fun people who have made me feel right at home.  My efforts to find a titanium welder to fix my broken bike frame in both Iquique and Santiago were fruitless so I had to send it to the USA for repairs.  At first I was pretty bummed out about this but it turned out to be a blessing in disguise.  Check this video out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/LszqBiOIDcY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/LszqBiOIDcY&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0&amp;amp;color1=0x006699&amp;amp;color2=0x54abd6&amp;amp;border=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="405" width="500"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I met up with my good friend Sara in San Pedro de Atacama for some R&amp;amp;R and to formulate my plan of attack.  While there I ended up meeting a cool cat named Brandon who worked at Tierra Atacama Hotel and he mentioned that the manager there Chris Purcell is connected with Portillo Ski Resort down south.  I had already sent a proposal to them to see if they would host me during the bike repairs and allow me to do some skiing but the proposal was not moving along so well.  Sara and I stopped by Tierra Atacama to chat with Chris and share the current challenges and intentions with him.  Chris and I got along like brothers right from the get go and I took him on a spin on the tandem while explaining my goal to do some skiing in Portillo and to use the Atacama as my launching pad when I get back on the road.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Chris and I connected on a solid level and he really liked the Peace Pedalers project.  Before I knew it I was being hosted at the hotel (you gotta stay at this place if you head to Atacama—it’s divine!  www.tierraatacama.com) and he also helped move my proposal along down in Portillo.  The day before I made my way down to Santiago to send the bike frame I got an email from Ski Portillo accepting my proposal and they offered me an all inclusive 3-week ski vacation!  I was jumping for joy!  Sara was also invited to stay, ski and eat with me too.  We were jumping for joy!  Still am!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Down in Santiago my best buddy Garryck pimped Sara and I out with a killer 4-star hotel room with this Sheraton points and the next day we charged up to Ski Portillo where I’m currently resting my sore legs after four days of beautiful skiing.  The food, hotel, scenery, skiing, entertainment, people, staff—all totally first class but without the pretentiousness at some nice resorts.  There are accommodation options ranging from bunk beds and cafeteria-style dining to posh suites with world-class meals a day.   I have to honestly say it is my favorite ski resort on earth—and I’m only a few days into it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As if this is not enough—the magic continues.  I spotted a white-haired man named Tom sporting a Mammoth Ski Patrol shirt on the first day.  Turns out he was there traveling with his son Dan and his girlfriend Nicole, both ski patrollers at Mammoth.  My little brother Nick is also a patroller and they are good friends with him and his wife Kari!  Small world, eh?  So I found great new friends and ski buddies right off the back and have my brother Nick’s spirit with me as I charge the terrain with some of Mammoth’s finest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So a huge storm is on the way and everyone is awaiting the monster dumping of 3-6 feet over the next few days.  Chris is on the way here so I’ll have another ski buddy and brother to chill with as I enjoy the slice of Andean Mountain Paradise.  Some pics of Chile to date can be seen in the photo album below:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;embed type="application/x-shockwave-flash" src="http://picasaweb.google.com/s/c/bin/slideshow.swf" flashvars="host=picasaweb.google.com&amp;amp;captions=1&amp;amp;noautoplay=1&amp;amp;hl=en_US&amp;amp;feat=flashalbum&amp;amp;RGB=0x000000&amp;amp;feed=http%3A%2F%2Fpicasaweb.google.com%2Fdata%2Ffeed%2Fapi%2Fuser%2Fpeacepedalers%2Falbumid%2F5366262216480389921%3Falt%3Drss%26kind%3Dphoto%26authkey%3DGv1sRgCIXRtda377vUWA%26hl%3Den_US" pluginspage="http://www.macromedia.com/go/getflashplayer" height="400" width="600"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I highly recommend a ski holiday down here—it’s like nothing you ever experienced and will leave you smiling and coming back for more!  Check out www.skiportillo.com for more info.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over n out from Portillo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-3297444021264905994?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/3297444021264905994/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=3297444021264905994' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/3297444021264905994'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/3297444021264905994'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/08/blog-from-portillo-chile-greetings-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SoMwKwFtaPI/AAAAAAAANck/5RIPTAXJmFk/s72-c/IMG_0306.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-8737166134751332661</id><published>2009-07-27T18:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-27T18:25:06.342-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Iquique, Chile&lt;br /&gt;July 27, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sm5Rs8UWTtI/AAAAAAAALoM/Vc7rH0oPz10/s1600-h/DSC_0027.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 215px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sm5Rs8UWTtI/AAAAAAAALoM/Vc7rH0oPz10/s320/DSC_0027.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363314038792408786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The newborn puppies of my host Roberto. Too Cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;I made it to the Pacific Ocean and am fired up!  The crack in the frame has indeed grown worse from 2-weeks of pedaling in Bolivia and not a titanium welder in sight so far.  Looking like the frame piece will go back to USA and I'll take some time to do some skiing and writing while repairs are done. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I landed into the arms of a super warm and open Corona family.  All in all there are 11 of us under one cozy roof and I feel like part of the family.  My host Roberto has styled me out with a portable office, place to stay and so much caring hospitality.  He's a stellar photographer and visionary I'm sure you'll enjoy meeting in the near future.  The Chileans are known for their tight family unit and I can certainly feel it here--and it's lovely. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sm5RtBQm59I/AAAAAAAALoU/Q7VXwcSKsA8/s1600-h/DSC_0116.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sm5RtBQm59I/AAAAAAAALoU/Q7VXwcSKsA8/s320/DSC_0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5363314040118896594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Chilean brother Roberto and I in his studio workin' up some beautifully evil plans :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Off to Atacama for some adventures and relaxing later in the week followed by a search for snow in the Andes--been way too long without skiing and the broken bike frame is permission to ski, baby! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over n out for now! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-8737166134751332661?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/8737166134751332661/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=8737166134751332661' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8737166134751332661'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8737166134751332661'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-from-iquique-chile-july-27-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sm5Rs8UWTtI/AAAAAAAALoM/Vc7rH0oPz10/s72-c/DSC_0027.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-2782754688539075555</id><published>2009-07-24T19:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-24T20:11:36.549-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Potosi, Bolvia&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;July 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmpvZt4DBjI/AAAAAAAALnc/rD4xS1cOHWY/s1600-h/potosi.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 208px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmpvZt4DBjI/AAAAAAAALnc/rD4xS1cOHWY/s320/potosi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362220793940084274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Greetings from 13,420 Feet!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;A quick post here from Potosi where the wind has been howling and temperatures pretty darn chilly.   I gave it my all to connect w/ the indigenous folks in the countryside including bringing a kilo of coca, learning Quechua &amp;amp; the traditions, and sharing tons of great Bolivian music upon arrival in the villages w/ my Ipod sound system.  But I'm sad to say I simply could not crack the fear and prejudice that is rampant of white faces on a long tandem bike. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Smp2o0SzV9I/AAAAAAAALns/7P6qs6AdKik/s1600-h/lan.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Smp2o0SzV9I/AAAAAAAALns/7P6qs6AdKik/s320/lan.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362228749942347730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Quechua language class in Sucre with Bruno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Smp2ooFazFI/AAAAAAAALnk/J91d4yIUtcs/s1600-h/coca.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Smp2ooFazFI/AAAAAAAALnk/J91d4yIUtcs/s320/coca.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5362228746664987730" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Learning to chew Coca and how to invite the locals in the villages&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;To make a long story short I was gutted when I was told, after being as consdierate and kind as I could at my first night's village stay, that I was there to "steal their blood" of the people, and they feared I would "open their chests and steal their hearts".    No joke, this was my wakup call yesterday morning. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yesterday was a tearful, frustrating day that started with some tough interactions with the elderly folks, then led to insane headwinds and brutal solo climbs (5 people the night before wanted to ride the next day and zero showed up...sorta bumed me out more...).  While eating on the the side of the road a truck came by and offered to take me to Potosi with a smile.  It was perfect timing...I was done.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I was hoping to have a start fresh in a new region and do some riding in the stunning area of Uyuni but there have been unseasonal wind storms raking havoc for days and the report is for at least 4 more.  So, all day I've been pondering...do I spend 4 days in freezing cold Potosi or dusty n cold Uyuni or do I hop a few buses to rock some warm waves in Iquique, Chile where the weather is perfect, waves divine and several lovely souls eager to host me and show me some good, nurturing hospitality...hummmmm.  A few years back when my ego was a bit stronger I might have waited it out so as not to seem like a whimp in the eys of whatever folks that might be following my adventures.  But right now the waves, warm weather and friendly people are callin' like never before.  I'll be in the water as soon as Sunday night and am stoked about it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;That's the skinny...totally stoked on the majority of my expereinces in Bolivia--just the one crusher of not really being able to ride, connect, understand and be understood by the Quechua people of this region.  But I'll be back...they ain't goin' anywhere!  On the positive side, my new partner Bruno has located our first pilot community to launch "Operation Agua" to bring fresh water to the first of many villages who lack clean water.  More to come on this, but I can say happily "mission accomplished" here in Bolivia--great new friends, amazing adventures, lovely music and so much more.   OFF TO CHILE!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Binks&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-2782754688539075555?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/2782754688539075555/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=2782754688539075555' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/2782754688539075555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/2782754688539075555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-from-potosi-bolvia-july-24-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmpvZt4DBjI/AAAAAAAALnc/rD4xS1cOHWY/s72-c/potosi.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-4415053325769754094</id><published>2009-07-21T12:11:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-29T21:56:35.282-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="time"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PersonName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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&lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Blog from &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Sucre&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="7" day="20" year="2009"&gt;July 20, 2009&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTxCTPAbI/AAAAAAAALmY/Vhs-WZsRcbM/s1600-h/Bolivia+best+small+%2852%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTxCTPAbI/AAAAAAAALmY/Vhs-WZsRcbM/s320/Bolivia+best+small+%2852%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360994139583218098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;More photos at:&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/BlessingsInBolivia?feat=directlink" target="_blank"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/BlessingsInBolivia?feat=directlink&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:date month="7" day="20" year="2009"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/st1:date&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;Big Love from lovely &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:place style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Sucre&lt;/st1:city&gt;,  &lt;st1:country-region&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; is rocking my world in every way.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My three days in Camiri were magical with live music, traditional dance and a huge festival going on to sample food, people and tons of smiles.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Mauro was my first rider in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and he and I adventured both in Camiri and out of the city to my first stop in Ipati.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We rolled the cameras into Ipati and the magic unfolded by meeting a cool cat Oscar who invited us to stay the night, eat and share a slice of life in the Bolivian Chaco with he and his family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My adventures in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; were off to a great start.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTwMS7xSI/AAAAAAAALmA/rnsiTPG7ljY/s1600-h/Bolivia+best+small+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTwMS7xSI/AAAAAAAALmA/rnsiTPG7ljY/s320/Bolivia+best+small+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360994125086442786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Festivals = Treats = Happy Binks!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTwoR4U1I/AAAAAAAALmQ/9MAx2JPvjmY/s1600-h/Bolivia+best+small+%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTwoR4U1I/AAAAAAAALmQ/9MAx2JPvjmY/s320/Bolivia+best+small+%289%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360994132598215506" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My Bolivian Brother Mauro with his 2 pets--Cat and Rat&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTwdJZjoI/AAAAAAAALmI/HGfKqiO_FtY/s1600-h/Bolivia+best+small+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTwdJZjoI/AAAAAAAALmI/HGfKqiO_FtY/s320/Bolivia+best+small+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360994129609854594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mauro and I out on a sunset ride in Camiri&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYUy0h8FVI/AAAAAAAALmo/YrrVrh2IMDw/s1600-h/Bolivia+best+small+%2815%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYUy0h8FVI/AAAAAAAALmo/YrrVrh2IMDw/s320/Bolivia+best+small+%2815%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360995269758162258" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our host Oliver and his family in Ipati--unforgettable home stay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Mauro headed back the next day and I began riding the rugged dirt roads heading for the highlands.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The climbs and roads were brutal but I was having a blast.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;But at my lunch stop I rea&lt;st1:personname&gt;liz&lt;/st1:personname&gt;ed that the small crack in my bike frame I discovered back in Camiri was getting worse from the off-road riding.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I checked my map and decided to do a wild hitching mission to some roads in better condition.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My map turned out to be wrong and the roads were not much better up in Padilla but I rode onwards with low tire pressure looking for adventure.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYWZzvDl6I/AAAAAAAALnA/f9ftZMmRFX4/s1600-h/bolivia-small-best+%2821%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYWZzvDl6I/AAAAAAAALnA/f9ftZMmRFX4/s320/bolivia-small-best+%2821%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360997039071270818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My first broken frame--still rollin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could not find any guest riders going my way on the challenging head-wind infested rocky road to Tomina but I ended up meeting a handful of friendly locals when I arrived who invited me to stay with their family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The experiences were unforgettably rich, living and bonding with some truly special souls beating to a drum so pleasantly different than mine.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My two planned riders the next day had to cancel in the morning so I hit the road solo for another day of tough riding, getting painful rejections from a few very worthy riders who, for some reason, chose walking or taking a bus than riding—perhaps it has something to do with the insane climbs and butt-crushing bumpy roads?&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;By the time I was just outside the town of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Zudenez&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; my body was totally exhausted after climbing over 3,000 vertical feet on sandy roads into a headwind—oh, without any suspension since it’s been out since &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Argentina&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and parts on the way to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Chile&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Again I struck out with riders all day and my physical and mental state was not so hot.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I met a truck driver Jose who offered to take me up to Tarabuco where proper asphalt would start and to give my body and bike a much needed break.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was battling a cold to boot, so the rest would do me good.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;   &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I asked at least a dozen people to come riding in Tarabuco but again had to hit the road solo for a 65km ride to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sucre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luckily the 14 hours of sleep did me good and I was feeling strong for another tough day of climbing the endless hills of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;—and now I was pedaling up at about 10,000+ feet so the air was thin.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Luckily the headwind mellowed out and the pavement and stunning views were just what the doctor ordered to get my spirits back again—not to mention the thought of getting a proper meal, shower and checking some music and nightlight that weekend (always a good motivator for me)&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;After six of the most challenging days of touring to date &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sucre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; was a site for sore eyes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;After climbing again well over 3,000 feet over the day I descended from the dry, brown and mostly featureless countryside into an oasis that blew me away. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sucre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; is called the “white city” for its lovely white colonial architecture and it’s a true gem.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I felt at home from the first moment I arrived—just the right size, not too big and not too small.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I was eager to rest up my sore legs and explore what &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s capital had to offer.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/TRACFvRkUeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/TRACFvRkUeg&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I could write forever on the magical experiences I’ve had since landing in &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sucre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; but I’ll keep this blog short and encourage you to read the newsletter when it comes out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The summary goes like this…&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Met the owner of Bibliocafe Renato and his sister Marcia who LOVED the Peace Pedalers project and invited me to film a local rock concert the next day and styled me with yummy food and cold beers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Next day I rode with some cool indigenous folks on the way to search for traditional music and ran into Renato and his family who took me to a private concert that was just starting the moment I arrived by Los Masis, one of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;’s top traditional music groups.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;From there I met one of the band members Roberto, who became like a brother at first site.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From there I met Sonja, a cool Czech volunteer English teacher who offered to be my assistant at the rock concert later that night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Then a cool cat Bruno I met way back in Muyupampa joins Sonja and I at the concert location where Renato styles our team out with lovely food and some of &lt;st1:place&gt;South America&lt;/st1:place&gt;’s finest beers.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Nice!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;The concert rocked until &lt;st1:time hour="2" minute="0"&gt;2AM&lt;/st1:time&gt; and Bruno and I began to talk about starting a charity project to bring water to small villages in the campo.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Roberto and Rene then show up, members of the Los Masis band, and after the concert we kept the party rockin heading out to enjoy &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sucre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s nightlife until &lt;st1:time hour="5" minute="0"&gt;5AM&lt;/st1:time&gt; with great new friends from around the world.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Life is good!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday was another magical day where I ended up riding with Roberto up to a small barrio to meet an musician Miguel at his family’s salt stall.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This turned out to be a private concert by Miguel, Roberto and an old drunk yet talented guy who grabbed the guitar and ripped out numerous stellar songs that Roberto just happened to know as well.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Roberto sings like no other and has performed worldwide so I’m sure the hi-def video will be stellar.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Trying to get a utube video on this for ya…classic!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;From there we went back to Los Masis cultural center where we discovered food, culture, history and a personal interview with one of the founders Roberto, followed by another private concert by Miguel and his sister playing traditional pan flutes of &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;—unforgettable.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTxWU6aKI/AAAAAAAALmg/Acf0fFuL2bk/s1600-h/Bolivia+best+small+%2857%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTxWU6aKI/AAAAAAAALmg/Acf0fFuL2bk/s320/Bolivia+best+small+%2857%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360994144958965922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;A private concert by Miguel and his sister&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;As if it could not get any better, today we were invited to film and experience some of &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Sucre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;’s best food and top chefs at Restaurant El Huerto.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They had a full spread set up and showed us and the world via video how to make two yummy traditional meals with many lovely touches and we ate, drank and celebrated just before Rene put on a private show of his skills playing the “kena” flute that blew us all away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’m now just ready to go meet with Bruno and Roberto to talk about our charity project, now called “Aqua por Vida” or Water for Life.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We hope to get the ball rolling on our first pilot project at a small village near where Bruno and I met that is in dire need of water.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Stay tuned—very excited.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYUyyRmPfI/AAAAAAAALmw/wkHdmGpEA80/s1600-h/P1050364.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYUyyRmPfI/AAAAAAAALmw/wkHdmGpEA80/s320/P1050364.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360995269152751090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;My first kilo of coca--I have a new strategy to bond with the locals on the way to Potosi&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYUzBHcuJI/AAAAAAAALm4/x7ERQQOr6Zw/s1600-h/DSC00373.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYUzBHcuJI/AAAAAAAALm4/x7ERQQOr6Zw/s320/DSC00373.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5360995273136715922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;The two founders of "Operation Agua" in our office makin' plans--stay tuned!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll be heading out on a very tough 3-day ride Wednesday to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Potosi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt;, the world’s highest city at 13,420 feet, with a new strategy to find riders and connect with the local people.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll be bringing coca leaves as a gift to the elders and have a new sound system for the bike to crank Bolivian music—that should warm up the locals for my next journey!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ve got 2 riders lined up between now and then and many more cool experiences to be had.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Super excited about how Bolivia is shaping out!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Potosi&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; I’ll make my way to Uyuni to experience the stellar &lt;i style=""&gt;Salar&lt;/i&gt; before making my way to Atacama to relax at Atacama Adventure Wellness &amp;amp; Ecolodge where much needed rest and massages await!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Come to &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;You’ll love it!&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-4415053325769754094?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/4415053325769754094/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=4415053325769754094' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/4415053325769754094'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/4415053325769754094'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/07/normal-0-microsoftinternetexplorer4.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SmYTxCTPAbI/AAAAAAAALmY/Vhs-WZsRcbM/s72-c/Bolivia+best+small+%2852%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-6000173447458614292</id><published>2009-07-10T07:34:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-10T08:31:23.398-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Bolivia&lt;br /&gt;July 10, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTr14vufI/AAAAAAAALFM/HXk2cV3McM4/s1600-h/P1050226.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTr14vufI/AAAAAAAALFM/HXk2cV3McM4/s320/P1050226.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842294445062642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last day of riding in the Chaco, Paraguay--Magical&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PlaceType"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt; 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	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;      &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I just took the most dusty and bumpy bus ride I’ve had since back in &lt;st1:place&gt;Africa&lt;/st1:place&gt;!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;covered in dust as I write from the bus, looking out on the grey skies.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and feeling a bit low in the energy department but still pretty excited. Not as excited as I would be if my partner in crime Cristina was still with me, to be honest.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We spent 18 days together adventuring &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Argentina&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Paraguay&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; together we grew quite close and used to being together.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;She was a great teammate, travel companion and now one of my best friends on the planet.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Needless to say, yesterday was a teary one as she hopped a bus back to her backpack in Argentina and will be returning to Brazil soon after.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’m still recovering as I’m sure she is as well. &lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTrsqy4BI/AAAAAAAALFE/Dp-Sxx9T_zk/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2882%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTrsqy4BI/AAAAAAAALFE/Dp-Sxx9T_zk/s320/best-small-py+%2882%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842291970629650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Divertido=Fun!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTq2wNAVI/AAAAAAAALEs/L17xqAOROSE/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2877%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTq2wNAVI/AAAAAAAALEs/L17xqAOROSE/s320/best-small-py+%2877%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842277497798994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Golfing with Friendly German-Speaking Mennonites in Chaco Desert of Paraguay--Priceless&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTrdeIP6I/AAAAAAAALE8/prIeD_KrmsM/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2885%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTrdeIP6I/AAAAAAAALE8/prIeD_KrmsM/s320/best-small-py+%2885%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842287890972578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;4 Flats in one sittin'.  Classic.  A grand adventure in the Chaco&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTrFd2VrI/AAAAAAAALE0/lV_GxaAdnKs/s1600-h/best-small-py+%28104%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTrFd2VrI/AAAAAAAALE0/lV_GxaAdnKs/s320/best-small-py+%28104%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5356842281447347890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the people we met were just stunning...see the photo album for more!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;   &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Paraguay&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; was magical.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I’ll be writing a newsletter shortly so stay on the newsletter list for a full journal as you’ll love the stories.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;From golfing and staying with Mennonites in the dry &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:placename&gt;Chaco&lt;/st1:placename&gt;  &lt;st1:placetype&gt;Desert&lt;/st1:placetype&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;, to adventures with two indigenous families way off the beaten path, it was unforgettable.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A few pics are below and a rough cut of the photos can be found at &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/ParadiseInParaguay?feat=directlink"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/ParadiseInParaguay?feat=directlink#&lt;/a&gt;. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Here in &lt;st1:place&gt;&lt;st1:city&gt;Camiri&lt;/st1:city&gt;, &lt;st1:country-region&gt;Bolivia&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt; I really lucked out.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Although I lost my partner in crime Cristina I am blessed with a big festival that is here in town with live music, happy people and good times. &lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;Going to find some cool music and art for the show over the next few days and begin my ride into the mountains soon after.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;If you are not on the newsletter list sign up.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The next one will be a winner.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-6000173447458614292?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/6000173447458614292/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=6000173447458614292' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/6000173447458614292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/6000173447458614292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-from-bolivia-july-10-2009-my-last.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SldTr14vufI/AAAAAAAALFM/HXk2cV3McM4/s72-c/P1050226.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-862181394713634022</id><published>2009-07-02T12:52:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-07-02T13:33:08.532-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Asunción, Paraguay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;July 2, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RTMDfg0I/AAAAAAAAKpc/I4-qMQ3Mfac/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2821%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RTMDfg0I/AAAAAAAAKpc/I4-qMQ3Mfac/s320/best-small-py+%2821%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353954553364448066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The rodeo clown at the San Juan festival in San Juan...stellar!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So we are about 24 hours from departing on an expedition into the Chaco region of Paraguay! We are being hosted at an amazing crib in Asunción by a cool cat Ruben and life is grand. I just posted a newsletter for Argentina if you wanna check that out &lt;a href="http://www.peacepedalers.com/argentina-nl.html"&gt;hit this link here.  &lt;/a&gt;He're the update....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RSIfShKI/AAAAAAAAKo8/cBCY7brILr0/s1600-h/best-small-py+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RSIfShKI/AAAAAAAAKo8/cBCY7brILr0/s320/best-small-py+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353954535227425954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Giving a lift to the local tailor in Encarnacion&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Cristina ended up buying a cheap bike in Encarnacion for about 50 bucks which was totally rebuilt by the super cool bike shop owner Batlome. We hit the road during the tail end of a cold southern storm that soon cleared in San Ignacio to tail winds and blue skies.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RSfxDIqI/AAAAAAAAKpM/D2-OfKhaq0s/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2810%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RSfxDIqI/AAAAAAAAKpM/D2-OfKhaq0s/s320/best-small-py+%2810%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353954541475930786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristina's bike all ready for the road :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We had a magical adventure to San Juan where a huge festival was going on and we picked up a rider Christian who guided us into the wild festivities. From there we met Ronald who decided to join us the next day to Florida and offered to host us both at his house! Bonus!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RS4FTRGI/AAAAAAAAKpU/M3nVoZtFnPI/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2814%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RS4FTRGI/AAAAAAAAKpU/M3nVoZtFnPI/s320/best-small-py+%2814%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353954548003325026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cristian led us to the San Juan festival--cool cat!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0UVaDg-GI/AAAAAAAAKqA/178dm9WvhVI/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2826%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0UVaDg-GI/AAAAAAAAKqA/178dm9WvhVI/s320/best-small-py+%2826%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353957890017261666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live music in every direction...there is serious talent in Paraguay!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0UVlLA3aI/AAAAAAAAKqI/wk3epAFNjCc/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2834%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0UVlLA3aI/AAAAAAAAKqI/wk3epAFNjCc/s320/best-small-py+%2834%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353957893001502114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On the road with Ronald and Cristina&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;  Ronald was an epic guest with lots of positive messages on the rolling interview to Florida.  We found a sweet campsite there and pedaled our way towards Asuncion.  We got word from a Couchsurfer Ruben he'd be at Lake San Bernardino so we made our way to the lake.   The magic continues as we get invited to stay for free 2-nights with the gracious hosts Osvaldo and Tony at the historic Hotel del Lago founded back in 1888.  Epic!  Osvaldo is the king of culture and took us to check out artists of ceramics and a wild indiginous festival.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0UVw0hCEI/AAAAAAAAKqQ/GWV-tHjFt94/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2845%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0UVw0hCEI/AAAAAAAAKqQ/GWV-tHjFt94/s320/best-small-py+%2845%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353957896128366658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lakeside in San Bernardino&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0UWN-arqI/AAAAAAAAKqY/BnZsCSoAIuo/s1600-h/best-small-py+%2855%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 213px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0UWN-arqI/AAAAAAAAKqY/BnZsCSoAIuo/s320/best-small-py+%2855%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5353957903954521762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The costumes n characters at the festival in Los Altos&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;From there we rode to Asuncion to stay here with Ruben where we've been treated like kings cooking, eating, jamming to music from all sorts of artists coming and going and doing final prep for the Chaco to Bolivia mission.  Cristina is joining me in the Chaco and will finally head back to Argentina and on her own adventures next week.  It's been nice having a partner in crime with her own bike for company, massages (she's really good...), help with filming/admin, and she's having just as much fun.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Off tomorow pedalin' northwest!  Over n out!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-862181394713634022?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/862181394713634022/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=862181394713634022' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/862181394713634022'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/862181394713634022'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/07/blog-from-asuncion-paraguay-july-2-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sk0RTMDfg0I/AAAAAAAAKpc/I4-qMQ3Mfac/s72-c/best-small-py+%2821%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-8920329417018887255</id><published>2009-06-22T18:39:00.001-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-22T19:07:04.862-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Blog from Paraguay!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;22 June, 2009&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyvejOV1I/AAAAAAAAI0g/TeYAEPxVmx0/s1600-h/P1000710.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350332148552193874" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyvejOV1I/AAAAAAAAI0g/TeYAEPxVmx0/s320/P1000710.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;It´s pouring rain but meant to clear by tomorrow and could not be more stoked on it all. In Encarnacion, Paraguay on the border of Argentina staying with a lovely family Jazmin and her lovely daughter Costanza and more.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I crossed over after a wild adventure in Argentina starting on a low note with a last second cancelation by my planned rider Luis, back up with a picnic accompanied by dozens of butterflies then jungle riding for desert, down with 2 crashes in the dark, back up to sunshine and tail winds, then back down to a blown out front fork. Spirits were again high when Garryck got on the hunt for the part to fix the fork but back down when some guys I bought dinner for stole my camera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyurZkS7I/AAAAAAAAI0A/-XBJuckHr_Y/s1600-h/P1000698.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350332134821481394" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyurZkS7I/AAAAAAAAI0A/-XBJuckHr_Y/s320/P1000698.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;My neighbors staying with the Guarani tribe near San Ignacio...special&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyu9deM5I/AAAAAAAAI0I/QfXGQ1KqJHM/s1600-h/P1000699.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350332139669697426" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyu9deM5I/AAAAAAAAI0I/QfXGQ1KqJHM/s320/P1000699.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Pedalin´with pure blood Guarani power! Niceness! Renato had POWER!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkA3HPI-xTI/AAAAAAAAI0w/_zeQkdAHIi0/s1600-h/P1000700.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350336954778961202" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 214px" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkA3HPI-xTI/AAAAAAAAI0w/_zeQkdAHIi0/s320/P1000700.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;A taste of the Jesuit ruins...breathtaking!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyvCPFT3I/AAAAAAAAI0Q/eUEpWC-lgkA/s1600-h/P1000708.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350332140951523186" style="WIDTH: 320px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 240px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyvCPFT3I/AAAAAAAAI0Q/eUEpWC-lgkA/s320/P1000708.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;Diego had to cancel but Cristina takes his place&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ohhh, but then it gets rockin in San Ignacio where I am invited to stay with an indiginous Guarani tribe, ride with a Guarani boy Renato and sunshine and tailwinds set for my ride with Diego (same name as the guy who stole my camera!...ironically) after checking out the ruins of the Jesuits...yummy.  But Diego had to cancel and in comes a new wild character Cristina from Barcelona, Spain. Cristina is a solo traveler and got word of the journey and hoped on for a short 20km trip to some more ruins.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyvNIVY2I/AAAAAAAAI0Y/l-Hq2Mxkrqk/s1600-h/P1000711.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350332143876006754" style="WIDTH: 214px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyvNIVY2I/AAAAAAAAI0Y/l-Hq2Mxkrqk/s320/P1000711.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;The Statue of Victory. Posadas, Argentina. First stop...ICE CREAM!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After 20km she was hooked and we were having so much fun she went back for her passport and clothes and joined me all the way to Posadas and over the border to stay here with me in Encarncion. As we looked over the maps together and chatted about her coming on the tandem she decided to buy her own bike and pedal along to Asuncion and sell it up there or give it away to charity. Nice! So have have a massage therapist and acupunturist adventuring Spainard on the first leg of Paraguay and life is perrrrdy groovy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkA13KFjc_I/AAAAAAAAI0o/nBp3zUEAcfo/s1600-h/P1000726.JPG"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5350335579032876018" style="WIDTH: 240px; CURSOR: pointer; HEIGHT: 320px" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkA13KFjc_I/AAAAAAAAI0o/nBp3zUEAcfo/s320/P1000726.JPG" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our lovely hosts Jazmin and Costanza&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We´re off tomorrow into the wet winter wonderland of SE Paraguay. Stay tuned....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big love!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-8920329417018887255?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/8920329417018887255/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=8920329417018887255' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8920329417018887255'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8920329417018887255'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-from-paraguay-22-june-2009-its.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SkAyvejOV1I/AAAAAAAAI0g/TeYAEPxVmx0/s72-c/P1000710.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-293048634334409586</id><published>2009-06-12T14:19:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-06-12T14:27:02.590-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from Argentina&lt;br /&gt;12 June, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SjLG1-AbEQI/AAAAAAAAHdg/_M9XAo5rZLo/s1600-h/bestupload+%2875%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SjLG1-AbEQI/AAAAAAAAHdg/_M9XAo5rZLo/s320/bestupload+%2875%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346554338122338562" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mom and I at Iguazu&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SjLG1mSX3uI/AAAAAAAAHdY/QtEib-vrl3Q/s1600-h/bestupload+%2856%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SjLG1mSX3uI/AAAAAAAAHdY/QtEib-vrl3Q/s320/bestupload+%2856%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346554331755175650" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My private tango teacher--awesome!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SjLGpHY9eiI/AAAAAAAAHdQ/iBPW6H69ebI/s1600-h/bestupload+%2855%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SjLGpHY9eiI/AAAAAAAAHdQ/iBPW6H69ebI/s320/bestupload+%2855%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5346554117302876706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Riding the streets of Buenos Aires!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Greetings from Iguazu in Argentina.  I'm on the border of Paraguay, Brazil and Argentina now and preparing my route through Argentina, Paraguay, Bolivia and Chile.  Also finishing the last edits for my agent, doing admin work on various business projects and grounding up personally for a long adventure ahead.  Once again I'm going to let the photos tell the story of my few weeks here in Argentina with Mom, Sara and some great new frineds.  &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/GoodTimesInBuenosAiresAndIguazuArgentina?feat=email#slideshow/5346275337149002930"&gt;Check out this link to see photos of Buenos Aires to Iguazu Falls&lt;/a&gt;.  Enjoy the ride!  Once I get rollin' I hope to keep the blog a bit more colorful but for now this should keep ya stoked.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-293048634334409586?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/293048634334409586/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=293048634334409586' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/293048634334409586'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/293048634334409586'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/06/blog-from-argentina-12-june-2009-mom.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SjLG1-AbEQI/AAAAAAAAHdg/_M9XAo5rZLo/s72-c/bestupload+%2875%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-85749720527917690</id><published>2009-05-23T15:29:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-24T11:26:57.170-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Blog from Uruguay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm on a boat from Montevideo, Uruguay to Buenos Aires, Argentina and life is good.  Uruguay truly unforgettable.  It's a country that most folks don't know that much about and it's a gem.  I'll write more down the line but for now pictures are worth a thousand words and I'm landing soon on a festive Saturday night in hopin' Buenos Aires and in no mood to write much now.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sooooo, just dig in and enjoy some pics with captions from my trip in Brazil and fresh off the press in Uruguay here:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/album.php?aid=125432&amp;amp;id=728985644&amp;amp;l=908344073b"&gt;Uruguay Fresh Pics&lt;/a&gt;: Fresh online is an epic adventure of Uruguay.  I had a few ups and downs and all arounds but, as always, it all came out fine and super dandy in the end.  Enjoy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;"&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/PeacePedalingInBrazil?feat=email#slideshow/5332848834408743762" target="_blank"&gt;Peace Pedaling Brazil&lt;/a&gt;": The latest photos of my adventures on the tandem in Southern Brazil to Uruguay.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;          "&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/LivingInBrazil2009?feat=email#slideshow/5334974477199315810" target="_blank"&gt;Living in Brazil&lt;/a&gt;": Pictures and captions of 2.5 months living, learning and writing in Brazil from Carnival to Easter&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Enjoy!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-85749720527917690?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/85749720527917690/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=85749720527917690' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/85749720527917690'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/85749720527917690'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-from-uruguay-im-on-boat-from.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-4257774202291841759</id><published>2009-05-06T16:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-06T16:36:03.854-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;meta equiv="Content-Type" content="text/html; charset=utf-8"&gt;&lt;meta name="ProgId" content="Word.Document"&gt;&lt;meta name="Generator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;meta name="Originator" content="Microsoft Word 10"&gt;&lt;link rel="File-List" href="file:///C:%5CDOCUME%7E1%5CADMINI%7E1%5CLOCALS%7E1%5CTemp%5Cmsohtml1%5C01%5Cclip_filelist.xml"&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="country-region"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="City"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="place"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;o:smarttagtype namespaceuri="urn:schemas-microsoft-com:office:smarttags" name="PersonName"&gt;&lt;/o:smarttagtype&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 9]&gt;&lt;xml&gt;  &lt;w:worddocument&gt;   &lt;w:view&gt;Normal&lt;/w:View&gt;   &lt;w:zoom&gt;0&lt;/w:Zoom&gt;   &lt;w:compatibility&gt;    &lt;w:breakwrappedtables/&gt;    &lt;w:snaptogridincell/&gt; 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	text-decoration:underline; 	text-underline:single;} @page Section1 	{size:8.5in 11.0in; 	margin:1.0in 1.25in 1.0in 1.25in; 	mso-header-margin:.5in; 	mso-footer-margin:.5in; 	mso-paper-source:0;} div.Section1 	{page:Section1;} --&gt; &lt;/style&gt;&lt;!--[if gte mso 10]&gt; &lt;style&gt;  /* Style Definitions */  table.MsoNormalTable 	{mso-style-name:"Table Normal"; 	mso-tstyle-rowband-size:0; 	mso-tstyle-colband-size:0; 	mso-style-noshow:yes; 	mso-style-parent:""; 	mso-padding-alt:0in 5.4pt 0in 5.4pt; 	mso-para-margin:0in; 	mso-para-margin-bottom:.0001pt; 	mso-pagination:widow-orphan; 	font-size:10.0pt; 	font-family:"Times New Roman";} &lt;/style&gt; &lt;![endif]--&gt;  &lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Last Blog from &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Brazil: May 6, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcraTmp9I/AAAAAAAAGhI/65E1stAmeNc/s1600-h/bestmidapril+%28149%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcraTmp9I/AAAAAAAAGhI/65E1stAmeNc/s320/bestmidapril+%28149%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332856440881588178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Loving the Cambara nature with Lucas&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;This is the last push folks!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I only have a few days left adventuring here in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Brazil&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; and I’m going to suck up every second of it!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;My hosts Renata and Sheila were amazing and teleported me out of the busy streets of Caxias to the lovely mountains and Gaucho country of Cambara.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We lived it up with great food, wine, riding and lovely bonding moments in nature.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We picked up a great new addition to our crew named Lucas, an Argentinean cat who is too cool for school—we all fell in love with him right away.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcrAQC4xI/AAAAAAAAGhA/rytw-JzGOto/s1600-h/bestmidapril+%28147%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcrAQC4xI/AAAAAAAAGhA/rytw-JzGOto/s320/bestmidapril+%28147%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332856433887339282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcrAQC4xI/AAAAAAAAGhA/rytw-JzGOto/s1600-h/bestmidapril+%28147%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;My lovely couchsurfing hosts Renata and Shelia.  And the new kid on the block Lucas&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;When the ladies took off I fell into the arms of the arms of the Janilce, Oliver and Lucas who took me in like family.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I needed to get my bearings before finally departing and the nurturing, good food and quality quiet time was all I needed.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Not only did I finally get back on the road but I managed to get Oliver out of bed and out riding.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This is a huge deal since he’s been hurt, sad, depressed and drinking way too much lately due to a broken foot and spirit.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;The ride would do him well…&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcrp9E3mI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/YpCDo7ef6e0/s1600-h/bestmidapril+%28158%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcrp9E3mI/AAAAAAAAGhQ/YpCDo7ef6e0/s320/bestmidapril+%28158%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332856445082066530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;  &lt;/div&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;Oliver was pumped up with fresh air and positive vibes after our adventures&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;We took off into the perfect sunshine, tailwinds and nature with a &lt;st1:personname&gt;support&lt;/st1:personname&gt; vessel driven by Lucas as we made our way to out to the Ruta do Sul highway.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;This would be my last goodbye to my crew and, after some amazing interviews for the cameras, I finally said my farewells.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Plenty tears were a falling but when they dried I was pedaling solo from the high mountains of &lt;st1:place&gt;Southern Brazil&lt;/st1:place&gt; towards the ocean once again.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Ruta do Sul is a stunner indeed—a legendary highway taking you from the high Gaucho country down to the ocean.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;On the way I was flagged down by 3 Evangelical guys sitting under a tree and was inspired to ask if I could pitch my tent for the night.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;We ate, sipped Chimarrão (an herbal tea like Mate), philosophized about Jesus, religion, peace and love…it was epic.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;They fed me well, prayed loud and passionately for me and my journey and off I went the next day.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIdc3Bk7AI/AAAAAAAAGho/pi2O0GmvUIE/s1600-h/P1000240a.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIdc3Bk7AI/AAAAAAAAGho/pi2O0GmvUIE/s320/P1000240a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332857290404195330" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;My Evangelical Christian hosts cooking up a lovely meal.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Yesterday was a stunner of a ride.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;I could did not find any Pedalers but I was happily able to enjoy a cycling experience like no other.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Riding from 1200 meters to sea level and feeling, seeing and tasting all the changes of temperature, vegetation, food, people—wow.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;A must do for all you touring folks out there!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Took a lovely swim in the ocean before rea&lt;st1:personname&gt;liz&lt;/st1:personname&gt;ing I was dead tired and needed to take a day off the bike ASAP.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Hoped a bus to &lt;st1:city&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Porto   Alegre&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:city&gt; where I hit the town and enjoyed some nice music and company with the local city folks, charged the batteries, offloaded footage and washed the clothes.&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Ready for action tomorrow!&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcsC4o5gI/AAAAAAAAGhg/l_-n49fn_No/s1600-h/bestmidapril+%28165%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcsC4o5gI/AAAAAAAAGhg/l_-n49fn_No/s320/bestmidapril+%28165%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5332856451774342658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p style="text-align: center;" class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;The amazing decent from the mountains to the ocean...epic!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;I’ll be in &lt;st1:country-region&gt;&lt;st1:place&gt;Uruguay&lt;/st1:place&gt;&lt;/st1:country-region&gt; this weekend!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Very excited!&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;Check a preview of the all the latest pics here &lt;span style="font-family:Wingdings;"&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;J&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style=""&gt;  &lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/FloripaToPortoAlegreGoodness?authkey=Gv1sRgCKOhmrC5s_Klfw#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/FloripaToPortoAlegreGoodness?authkey=Gv1sRgCKOhmrC5s_Klfw#&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;o:p&gt;&lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;u&gt;Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;Jamie&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;p class="MsoNormal"&gt;&lt;o:p&gt; &lt;/o:p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;  &lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-4257774202291841759?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/4257774202291841759/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=4257774202291841759' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/4257774202291841759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/4257774202291841759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/05/normal-0-microsoftinternetexplorer4.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SgIcraTmp9I/AAAAAAAAGhI/65E1stAmeNc/s72-c/bestmidapril+%28149%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-5417735402031631003</id><published>2009-05-01T07:47:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-05-01T08:03:33.389-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;On the Road in Brazil!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNGAJW-ZI/AAAAAAAAF9g/heRvMdO2hTc/s1600-h/P1000148.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNGAJW-ZI/AAAAAAAAF9g/heRvMdO2hTc/s320/P1000148.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330868980692744594" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;The lovely scenery in the hills above Caxias&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo yo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big ups from Caxias do Sul, Brazil!  I’m blessed to be in the loving care of my new Brazilian sisters Sheila and Renata.  I met them through www.couchsurfing.com which, if you have not done so already, you MUST check out and get involved.  It’s just an amazing project.  I arrived via bus from my former Brazilian home of Florianopolis where I was fortunate enough to have lived for 2.5 months in total paradise.  The roads are horribly under construction on the 101 south and the rains heavy so the bus turned out to be the best option to get me to the dry and less populated state of Rio Grande does Sul.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNGDijw4I/AAAAAAAAF9o/Y1iiqHUBVcY/s1600-h/P1000150.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNGDijw4I/AAAAAAAAF9o/Y1iiqHUBVcY/s320/P1000150.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330868981603746690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My Brazilian Sisters Renata and Sheila enjoying some LOVELY Colonial food&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMD6B9MaI/AAAAAAAAF8w/8NTaqtIywDQ/s1600-h/P1000154.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMD6B9MaI/AAAAAAAAF8w/8NTaqtIywDQ/s320/P1000154.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330867845179716002" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The South of Brazil has tons of Italian roots&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last week in Florianopolis, or Floripa for short, was amazing.  For some reason Mother Nature decided to rain on most of my plans to go out riding with all my crew and the island was buried in inches of water.  But I went with the flow and had some lovely intimate final moments with my amazing crew Gil, Serg, Ulrike, Ben, Victor, Natalia, Irmaooooo (Victor 2), Vincent, Anna, Lulu, Leonardo and Kristina.  Caught some epic last waves and finally donated my board to a charity that teaches kids to surf from the favelas.  I did some nice rides, caught some live Samba and Capoeira on tape, got my new tattoo of a dolphin on my foot and had a farewell BBQ with everyone.  It was a sad goodbye with tears flowing by several folks but the overall feeling at the time of writing is one of total gratitude and awe.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNF-Z7McI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/Rs9zXGKAEjI/s1600-h/P1000133.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNF-Z7McI/AAAAAAAAF9Y/Rs9zXGKAEjI/s320/P1000133.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330868980225356226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two best Brazilan buddies Gil and Natalia on my last night in Floripa&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMEEhVubI/AAAAAAAAF9A/gtP_jVADcMM/s1600-h/P1000101.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMEEhVubI/AAAAAAAAF9A/gtP_jVADcMM/s320/P1000101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330867847995701682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Catching some Capoeira on film&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNFiAsuGI/AAAAAAAAF9I/SEvsZn18TdI/s1600-h/P1000113.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNFiAsuGI/AAAAAAAAF9I/SEvsZn18TdI/s320/P1000113.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330868972603357282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My new tatoo :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMDoHw22I/AAAAAAAAF8o/asNv6tKJl7k/s1600-h/P1000126.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMDoHw22I/AAAAAAAAF8o/asNv6tKJl7k/s320/P1000126.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330867840372235106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro Leo enjoying some of Serg's amazing cooking&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMD48GStI/AAAAAAAAF84/knxKmsXIm1k/s1600-h/P1000039.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMD48GStI/AAAAAAAAF84/knxKmsXIm1k/s320/P1000039.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330867844886710994" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I did an amazing filmed ride in S. Floripa with Natalia and Vincent&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So just a few days before heading out of Floripa on my trip two big things started to happen with Peace Pedalers.  One was a call from a well known agent in San Francisco who is interested and optimistic about my book being published.  The second is communication with a experienced producer working with MTV in Europe who is now coaching me on my next series of TV and hoping to get me on the map.  All good stuff, but the book proposals needed to be dialed in more so I did a 60+ hour computer session in 4 days back to the computer.  At 3AM last night I pressed send and it’s now in the hands of my agent who is off to New York on May 2 to hopefully find me a publisher.  Say some prayers for it!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNF-jCubI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/fGmIO3E8rYc/s1600-h/P1000140.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNF-jCubI/AAAAAAAAF9Q/fGmIO3E8rYc/s320/P1000140.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330868980263598514" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sheila cookin' up the grub for my welcome meal.  Yummy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The book is currently entitled Live Big, Give Big: A 37 Country Karmic Adventure to Balance Pleasure and Contribution.  It is the first book of two I plan to write.  This book covers my travels in Asia, Oceania and Africa.  The sequel book Love Big will cover Europe and the Americas.  If all goes as planned I’ll have my book in print by next April in time to share it with folks in North America when I arrive and finish my ride in Canada and USA.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMDrqrnbI/AAAAAAAAF8g/XW6s-OMdR4E/s1600-h/P1000144.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsMDrqrnbI/AAAAAAAAF8g/XW6s-OMdR4E/s320/P1000144.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5330867841323998642" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt; My buddy Gatino Led Zepplin kept my company as I wrote for 4 days non-stop&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So its Friday here in Brazil and it’s another holiday, so a three-day weekend is in store.  My hosts and I are planning to escape the city and chare into the lovely mountain towns near Cambara.  Info on this region is at &lt;a href="http://www.cambaraonline.com.br/"&gt;http://www.cambaraonline.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;.  From here I will officially be “on the road”—no more major stops to write, learn languages or surf (although I’ve heard Uruguay has some nuggets) until I reach Chile in July.  I’m very, very excited about this.  My body and mind are dying to get out riding again!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It will be interesting to ride in S. Brazil now since I was just featured in a big article by one of the state’s more respected journalists Carlos.  Turns out that Carlos is a fellow Couchsurfer and he was stoked to do a piece on the Peace Pedalers.  Check out this video here and see if you can follow my Portuguese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object id="playerFlash" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" data="http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/skins/default/swf/playerChannel.swf?mediaXML=http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/templates/RequestUrlPlayer.aspx;contentId=60780///channel=168&amp;amp;color=0x48278F&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;thumb=http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/medias/IMAGES/649239.jpg&amp;amp;channelLink=http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/templates/home.aspx?channel=165&amp;amp;channelImage=http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/includes/barra-mediacenter-pioneiro.gif&amp;amp;channelColor=0x48278F" height="376" width="400"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/skins/default/swf/playerChannel.swf?mediaXML=http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/templates/RequestUrlPlayer.aspx;contentId=60780///channel=168&amp;amp;color=0x48278F&amp;amp;autoStart=false&amp;amp;thumb=http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/medias/IMAGES/649239.jpg&amp;amp;channelLink=http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/templates/home.aspx?channel=165&amp;amp;channelImage=http://mediacenter.clicrbs.com.br/includes/barra-mediacenter-pioneiro.gif&amp;amp;channelColor=0x48278F"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowScriptAccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;param name="quality" value="high"&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over and out from Brazil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Big. Give Big. Love Big ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-5417735402031631003?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/5417735402031631003/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=5417735402031631003' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/5417735402031631003'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/5417735402031631003'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/05/on-road-in-brazil-lovely-scenery-in.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SfsNGAJW-ZI/AAAAAAAAF9g/heRvMdO2hTc/s72-c/P1000148.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-4765120199610873510</id><published>2009-04-15T10:20:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-04-15T10:38:11.295-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>4-15-2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yo!  I just posted an update to the Peace Pedalers newsletter list. So check this link here and you'll get the latest and greatest with a video, update and photos!  Here's the link: &lt;a href="http://www.peacepedalers.com/brazil-departure-nl.html"&gt;http://www.peacepedalers.com/brazil-departure-nl.html&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Also, sign up for the newsletter  http://www.peacepedalers.com/mailinglist.asp&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Big love from Brazil!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie...here's a teaser of the fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SeYZ8Vj4GhI/AAAAAAAAFsU/K53A2mlsYzU/s1600-h/IMG_0183+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SeYZ8Vj4GhI/AAAAAAAAFsU/K53A2mlsYzU/s320/IMG_0183+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324972133782657554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SeYZ8OfbeKI/AAAAAAAAFsM/DD1_mFVrx9Y/s1600-h/SDC10790.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SeYZ8OfbeKI/AAAAAAAAFsM/DD1_mFVrx9Y/s320/SDC10790.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324972131884955810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SeYZ8vK9aJI/AAAAAAAAFsc/PIthHSg6r4c/s1600-h/IMG_0098.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SeYZ8vK9aJI/AAAAAAAAFsc/PIthHSg6r4c/s320/IMG_0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5324972140657469586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-4765120199610873510?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/4765120199610873510/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=4765120199610873510' title='2 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/4765120199610873510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/4765120199610873510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/04/4-15-2009-yo-i-just-posted-update-to.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SeYZ8Vj4GhI/AAAAAAAAFsU/K53A2mlsYzU/s72-c/IMG_0183+%282%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-1881247259149929353</id><published>2009-03-24T14:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2009-03-24T15:04:03.434-07:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Brazil Basecamp Blog, March 24, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRYuo5KtI/AAAAAAAAFfU/TF3yGFzpU2g/s1600-h/brazil-march+a+%2821%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRYuo5KtI/AAAAAAAAFfU/TF3yGFzpU2g/s320/brazil-march+a+%2821%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316870320365841106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Leaving the Basecamp for my 7-Day Writing Retreat&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Greetings from Florianopolis, Brazil where the Brazil Basecamp is rockin’ n rollin’ with all sorts of goodness going down since Carnival ended over a month ago—how time flies when you’re having fun and workin’ hard. Besides a nasty stinger in my neck that is finally mellowing out after a long headstand in my yoga practice life is pretty darn peachy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I recently returned from a 7-day writing sabbatical in the bush where I read about 1,200 pages of text and wrote the outline of the first few sections of my book. And the best part was the location—it’s a secret spot here on the island that I promised not to announce to the entire world that has world class surf, free camping and is truly one of the most pristine places I’ve ever been experienced. So for about $50 I lived in paradise for a week including food &amp;amp; drinks right on the beach. Check out a video here below and and some photos are at &lt;a href="http://cmd.shutterfly.com/commands/pictures/slideshow?site=peacepedalers&amp;amp;page=peacepedalers&amp;amp;album=233"&gt;&lt;span style="text-decoration: underline;"&gt;http://cmd.shutterfly.com/commands/pictures/slideshow?site=peacepedalers&amp;amp;page=peacepedalers&amp;amp;album=233&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt; .&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Here's the video:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/uEbS05hyLys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/uEbS05hyLys&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For the most part I’m just livin’ my life here in Brazil. I’ve got a handful of friends and have attracted a far different group of friends than I envisioned. I guess my first visions and dreams of Brazil began over a decade ago and since then I’ve put a few years on and evolved quite a bit. So my closest friends now are the married couple Gilbert and Kristina, a 44 year old wannabe married chap and amazing surfer Sergio and my lovely friend Natalia who is like my sister. I’ve got plenty of other acquaintances but I am more interested in quality more than quantity as this point. So I guess I am finally getting a bit older and toning it down a notch or two. Carnival might have been my last big binge, to be honest.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRXgjwkMI/AAAAAAAAFe8/dBiHIyWEbRI/s1600-h/IMGA0002.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRXgjwkMI/AAAAAAAAFe8/dBiHIyWEbRI/s320/IMGA0002.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316870299406340290" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My bro Serg where we spend almost every morning&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRYzGznRI/AAAAAAAAFfc/NKKJ4kmP34I/s1600-h/P1030015.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRYzGznRI/AAAAAAAAFfc/NKKJ4kmP34I/s320/P1030015.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316870321565048082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Where I've been spending about 10 hours a day writing--my desk :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m learning a ton about myself, am moving the book and film projects forward steadily and am in super shape from tons of exercise, healthy food, yoga, meditation, clean air and sunshine. It’s been about 7 years since I left on this wild adventure and I feel stronger and more healthy now than I did back then. I think that’s one reason I don’t seem to be rushing back to the states to “get serious” when it’s not like I’m aging all that fast and “wasting years”.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The Brazilians really know how to life is another thing I’m experiencing. And just “being” with them has really rubbed off some nice new character traits and values I’ll try to adopt long term. My typical day goes a bit like this:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;1) Wakeup about sunrise, walk a few hundred meters to the beach with Gil or Serg&lt;br /&gt;2) Surf an hour or two in the fast beach breaks&lt;br /&gt;3) Do my yoga and meditation practice&lt;br /&gt;4) Come back and prepare fresh juice with mangos, papaya, bananas &amp;amp; coconuts&lt;br /&gt;5) Put that down with yummy granola and fresh brewed Brazilian coffee&lt;br /&gt;6) Hit the desk at about 9 and crank hardcore till lunch where usually Gil, Christina or Serg has something cooking. I then take time to enjoy a nice meal with them, or prepare something and share it. It’s all about sharing and openness and I dig it.&lt;br /&gt;7) I then go back to work till late night and hit the hay about midnight.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRYVKvs-I/AAAAAAAAFfM/MLMvP-15o-M/s1600-h/P1030001.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRYVKvs-I/AAAAAAAAFfM/MLMvP-15o-M/s320/P1030001.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316870313528505314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gilbert making one of his many amazing meals&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclUAXtiyUI/AAAAAAAAFf0/9J8kFa7gOjE/s1600-h/P1030008.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 214px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclUAXtiyUI/AAAAAAAAFf0/9J8kFa7gOjE/s320/P1030008.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316873200429353282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And evenings--he loves to cook!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclT_1MgwYI/AAAAAAAAFfs/URrDD63ijcY/s1600-h/P1030013.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclT_1MgwYI/AAAAAAAAFfs/URrDD63ijcY/s320/P1030013.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5316873191164002690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My cute neighbor Daniel is like my son--we have a blast!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My favorite part of being here in Brazil is to just ride and walk around and observe the smiles, the loose way of moving, the attitude, the amount of laughter and smiles, the close relationships, commitment to friends &amp;amp; family, the lack of commitment to serious work &amp;amp; financial abundance—just to name a few. Yeah, true that many of them don’t have super posh houses, cars, clothes or lavish travel plans. But they do have peace of mind and contentment that few people, myself included, truly get to enjoy.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So over n out for now. I so want to get this book proposal done and off my plate so I can get back to enjoying this amazing place. But I am very, very inspired right now and I don’t seem to want to do much else than create a world class proposal that will find it’s way to a publisher and be signed quickly with a nice advance to plow into cool stuff :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Big. Give Big. Love Big!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-1881247259149929353?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/1881247259149929353/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=1881247259149929353' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/1881247259149929353'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/1881247259149929353'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/03/brazil-basecamp-blog-march-24-2009.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SclRYuo5KtI/AAAAAAAAFfU/TF3yGFzpU2g/s72-c/brazil-march+a+%2821%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-5575345483125268088</id><published>2009-02-27T10:15:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-27T11:03:38.924-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Post Carnival Blog, February 27 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sag26RnNcqI/AAAAAAAAFes/Gfi9MFAKanE/s1600-h/P1010435.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sag26RnNcqI/AAAAAAAAFes/Gfi9MFAKanE/s320/P1010435.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307552535644304034" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Day one of Carnival is all about men going as ladies.  I was hot!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So Carnival is finally finished and it's time to get serious--not too serious, of course.   I'll eventually write all about Carnival but for now just assume it's beyond words.  The energy, colors, endless music, food, people, parties, dancing--just one of the best 5 days I've had in a while!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sag26K7NheI/AAAAAAAAFek/OiUag9Cv3C0/s1600-h/P1010505.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sag26K7NheI/AAAAAAAAFek/OiUag9Cv3C0/s320/P1010505.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307552533849146850" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We were blessed to find tickets to the official parade--epic!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sag26eqQSRI/AAAAAAAAFe0/A3EK9Xm45kw/s1600-h/P1010570.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sag26eqQSRI/AAAAAAAAFe0/A3EK9Xm45kw/s320/P1010570.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5307552539146733842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The bike was a hit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;More pics at my facebook album at:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.facebook.com/p.php?i=728985644&amp;amp;k=4W1TZ3TXR66M5CADYD6UXW"&gt;http://www.facebook.com/p.php?i=728985644&amp;amp;k=4W1TZ3TXR66M5CADYD6UXW&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;I'm settled into my apartment just steps from the beach and have a handful of great friends I'm hanging with to learn tons of Portuguese and surfing daily.  My book proposal is coming along, the filming strategy, expedition plans and all that good stuff moving along at just the right productive yet mellow Latino-styled pace :)  Below is a quick video tour of my apartment just steps from the waves. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="576" height="432" &gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true" /&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always" /&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.facebook.com/v/70801030644" /&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.facebook.com/v/70801030644" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="576" height="432"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over n out from Paradise!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-5575345483125268088?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/5575345483125268088/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=5575345483125268088' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/5575345483125268088'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/5575345483125268088'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/02/post-carnival-blog-february-27-2009-day.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/Sag26RnNcqI/AAAAAAAAFes/Gfi9MFAKanE/s72-c/P1010435.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-8367020353904109664</id><published>2009-02-18T14:37:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2009-02-18T15:20:48.633-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Birthday Blog from Brazil, February 10, 2009&lt;br /&gt;with updates to February 18, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZySA7uXIYI/AAAAAAAAFec/9PMRY5Ox-fk/s1600-h/best+4+blog1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZySA7uXIYI/AAAAAAAAFec/9PMRY5Ox-fk/s320/best+4+blog1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304275005865402754" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My last night in San Diego was a blast AND our 3rd Fundraiser for Good Hope School&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZySA8TufCI/AAAAAAAAFeU/sRUgTJtojDs/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZySA8TufCI/AAAAAAAAFeU/sRUgTJtojDs/s320/best+4+blog1+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304275006022122530" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my first night in Brazil was a massive welcome from Couch Surfers in Sao Paulo, Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRj_MTHbI/AAAAAAAAFeM/RYOAagyFx5Q/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRj_MTHbI/AAAAAAAAFeM/RYOAagyFx5Q/s320/best+4+blog1+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304274508580068786" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Amazing music, friendly people and the perfect welcome to Brazil&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I absolutely adore travel—the unique smells, tastes, sounds, people, music and energy have continued to pull me out of the US to explore our planet further.  So it goes without saying that when it comes time to plan where I want to be on my birthdays it’s usually somewhere cool doing something pretty fun. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Since we started this expedition in 2002 I grateful to share the following gifts I received on my birthdays:  31st was scuba diving in Thailand, 32nd ripping extreme sports in New Zealand, 33rd getting engaged to an Aussie gal in San Diego (long story), 34th surfing in Cape Town, South Africa, 35th at Victoria Falls in Zimbabwe, 36th partying down with good friends in Ghana and now 37th in Florianopolis, Brazil.  It’s looking like the 38th and final birthday on the Peace Pedalers expedition will be in Canada helicopter skiing next year but we’ll see how big an advance I can conjure up from a book deal ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyON-FCcQI/AAAAAAAAFcs/OJARm4Ag1q4/s1600-h/thesurf.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyON-FCcQI/AAAAAAAAFcs/OJARm4Ag1q4/s320/thesurf.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304270831789175042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So this is my front yard--about 3 minute jog with my board :)&lt;br /&gt;And a great place to work on my book too, no?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Back to the journey here...I’m now on a bus from Sao Paulo heading to Florianopolis and we are about 1/2 hour from arrival.  The sun is bright, the colors of the buildings and vegetation totally distinctive and glimpses of islands and oceans have my stomach churning with a wild mix of emotions ranging from total joy, to fear, back to excitement to joy and back at times to sadness.  Having just left the states a few days ago I’m still quite tender emotionally and, although it might be hard to believe, I never really get used to leaving my family and friends for these extended journeys--in fact, I don’t think I ever could. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRjmBGUiI/AAAAAAAAFd8/TkgVXe2EroQ/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRjmBGUiI/AAAAAAAAFd8/TkgVXe2EroQ/s320/best+4+blog1+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304274501822206498" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My host in Sao Paulo, Anselmo, who I met in Belfast, N. Ireland!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRjjODqgI/AAAAAAAAFeE/kT5TysFdmH0/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRjjODqgI/AAAAAAAAFeE/kT5TysFdmH0/s320/best+4+blog1+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304274501071251970" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Love this photo me with Luli and Nacho from Argentina at a garden in Sao Paulo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My recent visit home was filled with some truly unforgettable experiences with my family and friends.  Towards the end of my European tour I found myself drifting away from my present moment experiences in Europe to daydream of times spent tickling my nephews, giggling with my God Child, chatting endlessly with mom, bonding with the bros and catching up with all my friends.  Ten months was long enough and when I did finally made it back home I sucked in every moment possible to be with the ones I love.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m now crossing the final bridge to Florianopolis, a Brazilian island paradise that will become my home for the next few months as I take a brief sabbatical from it all to focus on my writing to land myself a book agent to get the book deal in motion while I finish the expedition in the next 18 months.  And, of course, have the time of my life surfing, riding and living it up ;)  Back at ya soon…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: February 12, 2009&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So my welcome into Florianopolis could not have been sweeter.  The locals were helpful and friendly as I slowly built the new 29er Black Sheep Tangle up from all the bits and pieces she was boxed up in from the long haul from California to Sao Paulo.  I rolled away about noon, got a SIM card for the trusty mobile phone and gave word to several Couchsurfers that I was enroute to Lagoa to meet my host Marina at her art gallery. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The 20km ride went smooth as can be and even included a 3km long climb at about 12% grade to open up the lungs and get the legs burning in a jiffy as the rain poured down to keep me cool.  I arrived lakeside surrounded by lush green mountains and scattered clouds and I truly had arrived in paradise. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My super soulful and friendly host Marina’s adorable art gallery on the lake and cute home just steps from one of the best surf breaks in Brazil were the icing on the cake on this special birthday arrival.  After a nice shower and rest I was picked up on my birthday evening by another cool Couchsurfer named Natalia and we hit the beach for a few cold beers at sunset then went into town to meet up with Carlos and other cool folks.   It was an unforgettable evening of food, drinks, live music and laughs.  I felt truly grateful to have such great company and such a warm welcome as a stranger into this lovely community.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I gave myself permission to finally do absolutely nothing.  Marina and I had a lovely late breakfast and I sent her off to work.  But just when I thought I would relax and allow my new life to “settle in” I hit the most intense emotional rollercoaster ride I’ve experienced in about a year.  In fact, it was almost a year ago when I re-entered life back on the road in Ghana after 4 months in the states when I hit the same mental chaos.  It did not make it any better knowing this was typical re-entry pains-the fact is that I was a mental mess.  The only thing I did know for sure was that it would eventually let up.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For about 24 hours I felt scared to death, with a pit in my stomach that I could not begin to describe.  I don’t know exactly what I was fearing—maybe failure, being injured or robbed, being rejected by this new community or a combination of all.  But one thing was certain was I was extremely uneasy, and felt totally alone and like total crap.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But the next day was totally different and I vowed to at least do my best by moving forward with my plan and let myself come out of the emotional funk whenever it happened.  So I did just that—I started moving.  I began my search, as planned,  for my apartment, surfboard &amp;amp; gear, network of new friends and started speaking Portuguese to everyone—all of these I did through my many fear barriers--head on.  And this was just what I needed. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;It went a bit like this—go to the local surf shop, meet the owner and crew, find my board, reserve it with a handshake as I look around a bit more.  One of the chaps at the shop Victor is a Brazilian guy who lived 15 years in San Diego just 2 miles from where I just came from day before.  The Peace Pedalers Rainbow was clearly in full affect as it just so happens he glasses surfboards near the beach and knew of an apartment that just opened up spitting distance from world class surf.  We made an appointment to see it together the next day.  Spirits were rising already…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I got a nice dose of love over the internet via a few calls with Skype and especially a burst of love and support over Facebook where I had dozens of lovely Birthday messages and people wishing me well on my new adventures in South America.  Again—this was a nice burst I needed to put me out of my negative funk.  By evening time I bought my surfboard, the swell was coming in from the Antarctica, I cooked a huge meal for my host Marina and I was officially out of my funk and ready for my first epic weekend in Floripa (short for Florianopolis)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The next day I went to check out the apartment and it was just perfect.  For about $200 a month a found an awesome studio apartment walking distance from the beach, my friend Marina and her great dogs Astro and Pipoca (popcorn in Portuguese), and surrounded by Brazilian surfers as it’s an active business of two shapers making sweet boards (just may have to get me one of them…).  My neighbors are super friendly and nobody speaks a lick of English so that’s good news for my crash course in Brazilian Portuguese.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRjReuPsI/AAAAAAAAFd0/TzegGSn41oM/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRjReuPsI/AAAAAAAAFd0/TzegGSn41oM/s320/best+4+blog1+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304274496309313218" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A day out exploring Floripa with Natalia, Fernanda, Carlos, Adri and I was unforgettable&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRjUETHQI/AAAAAAAAFds/ePn9u8FNCmM/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 214px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyRjUETHQI/AAAAAAAAFds/ePn9u8FNCmM/s320/best+4+blog1+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304274497003789570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The scenery on this island is just stunning.  A must visit!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The weekend was amazing and far more mellow than I originally anticipated as I saved my “party mode” for Carnival this coming weekend and the days that follow.  The days were full of soaking up way too much sun on the beaches and enjoying just enough nightlife including live music, meeting tons of new friends, exhilarating rehearsals for Carnival and much more.  My wonderful new friends Carlos, Fernanda, Natalia and Adri made me feel so grateful to be alive and the perfect weather was the icing on the cake.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyOOrScUmI/AAAAAAAAFdM/zUBmsbHlLu0/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 243px; height: 320px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyOOrScUmI/AAAAAAAAFdM/zUBmsbHlLu0/s320/best+4+blog1+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304270843924992610" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And the pineapples are amazing!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyOObR2RCI/AAAAAAAAFdE/0dmpmN9e3r8/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyOObR2RCI/AAAAAAAAFdE/0dmpmN9e3r8/s320/best+4+blog1+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304270839627531298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Yummy cold drinks on the beach.  Heaven...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyOOJFf3tI/AAAAAAAAFc8/jKlQ7cqc6ZU/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%289%29.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyOOJFf3tI/AAAAAAAAFc8/jKlQ7cqc6ZU/s320/best+4+blog1+%289%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304270834743893714" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And spending the day hacking through my Portuguese with Natalie--priceless!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I have to be honest in saying that, despite all the great new friends, wonderful welcomes, sights n sounds n colors, that I still am struggling with very hard core ups and downs.  And I wish I could say the ups outweighed the downs, but that would not be true this first week in Brazil.  There is something brewing in me that seems to want to block me from truly enjoying what I have here, the blessings that clearly I am so fortunate to be receiving, and I wish I could say it was all rosy and perfect.  It “should be” based on all the great “things” happening to me.  But the low dips are lingering the highs way too short. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyOOHvofOI/AAAAAAAAFc0/EHn-2QypxnQ/s1600-h/best+4+blog1+%2810%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 240px; height: 320px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZyOOHvofOI/AAAAAAAAFc0/EHn-2QypxnQ/s320/best+4+blog1+%2810%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5304270834383748322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;This is my bike with the Carver Surf Racks on my way from Marina's to my new apartment.&lt;br /&gt;It was hard saying goodbye to Marina and my dogs Pipoca and Astro too :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;However, I’m optimistic and praying that this is just the “first week in Floripa” re-entry jitters.  I can “feel the light”, so to speak.  Now that I’m “moved in” and have my own apartment I really feel far less “flipy floppy” and I’m writing the end of this blog entry from the local bar/restaurant where I’ve been embraced (once again…) by such warm, fun, cool, laid back, genuine people who are excited to have me “morando”… “living” in their cute town of Rio Tavares.  I feel part of the place now and hope this will mellow out the ups and downs a bit :) &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Last Update: 2/18/09&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’m settling in more and more.  Last night I went out shopping for the last kit for my apartment with my friend Natalia who is so patient in helping me learn Portuguese (she used to be a teacher…bonus!).  This morning I went for a lovely run on the beach, pimped out my apartment to perfection and an important realization came to me that I need to chill out!  I think being in the USA and among the values that I should always be “producing, creating, earning and moving forward” has made it difficult to just relax and let the flow take over.  I’m mellowing out and learning to take things as they come…In fact, Adri is waiting to take me to the centrino for some midweek fun :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So I’m going to sign off for now and finish my taxes to old Uncle Sam and my last tasks before going deep into “celebration mode” of Carnival in Brazil!  Yep, in 3 days this entire country goes wild and I’m going to go wild with them!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Over n out till post Carnival!  Sorry for the lack of posts—this will get much better going forward. &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Big. Give Big. Love Big.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie :)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-8367020353904109664?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/8367020353904109664/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=8367020353904109664' title='1 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8367020353904109664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/8367020353904109664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2009/02/birthday-blog-from-brazil-february-10.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SZySA7uXIYI/AAAAAAAAFec/9PMRY5Ox-fk/s72-c/best+4+blog1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-1050215556498142495</id><published>2008-12-30T20:12:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-12-30T21:11:21.337-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Last Blog of 2008, San Diego, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;December 30, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-PO8HEVI/AAAAAAAAEf8/rpWhW1dNob4/s1600-h/lastblog+%285%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-PO8HEVI/AAAAAAAAEf8/rpWhW1dNob4/s320/lastblog+%285%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816650334409042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Life has it's ups and downs!  Don't take it too seriously and ride it baby!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-jRJAwlI/AAAAAAAAEg0/YHyIakh5Wuc/s1600-h/lastblog+%287%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-jRJAwlI/AAAAAAAAEg0/YHyIakh5Wuc/s320/lastblog+%287%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816994522776146" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My latest mobile office in Mamacita's spare room&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So 2008 has been one of the most exciting and rewarding years of my life, no doubt! Way back in January I was in San Diego, then was soon off to Ghana, Togo, Benin, Senegal, Gambia, Mauritania then Morocco by April.  After that, well, the amazing 26 country tour of Europe took me all the way to November when I finally came home to open arms from my family, friends and supporters back in USA.  I am trying to finally catching my breath but wow!  It keeps getting better!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-j49RxTI/AAAAAAAAEg8/h7kcL8jHwTQ/s1600-h/lastblog+%288%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-j49RxTI/AAAAAAAAEg8/h7kcL8jHwTQ/s320/lastblog+%288%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285817005210977586" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Santa came to Peace Pedalers HQ!  My mom's front porch after Tour de Cali.&lt;br /&gt;Sponsors are still very supportive, even in the bad economy!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now I thought I'd fill in some of the blog readers who want to know what REALLY goes on when I'm back in the country in between 9-11 month expeditions away from home.  The first thing I always want to do is see my friends and family who I missed so much out on the road.  So I did a whirlwind work/play tour of the California--a cool photo album of my tour de Cali is at &lt;a href="http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/BinkSCaliTour2008?authkey=96X2i7Be9BY#"&gt;http://picasaweb.google.com/peacepedalers/BinkSCaliTour2008?authkey=96X2i7Be9BY#&lt;/a&gt; if you want to check it out...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-bikRuTI/AAAAAAAAEgU/VEUJRdEt168/s1600-h/lastblog+%282%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-bikRuTI/AAAAAAAAEgU/VEUJRdEt168/s320/lastblog+%282%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816861761583410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reunited feels so good!  My Godchild Kaya in N. Cal.  She was born when I was in China in 2002!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-a8-WfpI/AAAAAAAAEgE/wlM5zdPua-4/s1600-h/lastblog.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-a8-WfpI/AAAAAAAAEgE/wlM5zdPua-4/s320/lastblog.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816851670400658" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;My two bestest lady friends since kidz Boof n Eneeja&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-bgmdoVI/AAAAAAAAEgc/-9tgicnaKAM/s1600-h/lastblog+%283%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-bgmdoVI/AAAAAAAAEgc/-9tgicnaKAM/s320/lastblog+%283%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816861233881426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And my SF crew out on the town my last night in San Fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A "work/play" tour essentially means I work my butt off all day while my friends are working their butts off.  Then, at night we connect, share, cook, eat, drink and be merry.  I stay a few days with each set of friends then move on to the next.  Yes, I work full, long, taxing days in front of the computer and on the cell phone with a 1000 minute/month plan and on the laptop with wifi usually at coffee shops or at the houses of friends.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-bcMPIwI/AAAAAAAAEgM/GIA7ghW9GaI/s1600-h/lastblog+%281%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-bcMPIwI/AAAAAAAAEgM/GIA7ghW9GaI/s320/lastblog+%281%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816860050137858" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But in between work sessions, I get out to enjoy.  How can you stay inside with these babies???&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Right now my "work" is about raising money for not only my project but for the Good Hope School in Uganda that I am sponsoring (&lt;a href="http://www.goodhopeschool.net/"&gt;www.goodhopeschool.net&lt;/a&gt;).  An in today's dicey economy this has been especially difficult, as you can imagine.  But I flew out to Panasonic to give a face to face pitch (thanks Mom for free flying benefits with American!) which finally resulted in them coming on board again to 2010.   I'll be working with a new project of thiers called Living in HD--check it out at &lt;a href="http://www.livinginhd.com/"&gt;www.livinginhd.com.&lt;/a&gt;  Day after day it's all about getting equipment, re-pitching sponsors for gear, dialing in a huge fundraising event in San Diego (info at &lt;a href="http://www.peacepedalers.com/party.html"&gt;www.peacepedalers.com/party.html&lt;/a&gt;) including food, wine, beer, music, expositions, volunteers, videos, photos, bikes and tons of PR work.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-jYPuwDI/AAAAAAAAEgs/HTVCxVn3QGY/s1600-h/lastblog+%286%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-jYPuwDI/AAAAAAAAEgs/HTVCxVn3QGY/s320/lastblog+%286%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816996430004274" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The last stop on tour de Cali was with my Nieces.  And my annual foot rub!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Then there's the film work--working with Les, pitching networks, revamping production equipment and strategies, refining, reviewing footage, etc.  I have a book in the works so that's another project in the works with proposals, agents and meetings still to come.  Still more--planning the expedition itself through the last 20 countries homeward bound.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;But, in light of all this work, I never forget to get out and enjoy each day as if it were my last.  Seeing so many of my friends and family with far more personal life responsibilities of children and family I'm taking these last few years of my life to live it up indeed!  I've been surfing, riding, running, swimming and plenty of wonderful nightlife adventures to boot.  I'm quite aware of the responsibilities around the corner when I finally settle down, so going big now and enjoying the freedom :)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-bwTQzqI/AAAAAAAAEgk/C0U_9r7ZnMs/s1600-h/lastblog+%284%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-bwTQzqI/AAAAAAAAEgk/C0U_9r7ZnMs/s320/lastblog+%284%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285816865448316578" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;All work and no play sucks.  How to do both--Wifi &amp;amp; cell phones between holes!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-kBDm6AI/AAAAAAAAEhE/19eqVQNzD7Q/s1600-h/lastblog+%289%29.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-kBDm6AI/AAAAAAAAEhE/19eqVQNzD7Q/s320/lastblog+%289%29.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5285817007385012226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At the end of a long day of work--this is where I spend my time.  Sunset Cliffs, San Diego, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;So it's almost 2009 and no doubt it's going to be an epic year!  I'll be heading to Brazil 1st of February and living there a few months before heading back on the road to North America.  Till then, back to work and play I go...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Live Big, Give Big, Love Big ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-1050215556498142495?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/1050215556498142495/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=1050215556498142495' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/1050215556498142495'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/1050215556498142495'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2008/12/last-blog-of-2008-san-diego-ca-december.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SVr-PO8HEVI/AAAAAAAAEf8/rpWhW1dNob4/s72-c/lastblog+%285%29.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-16556755.post-6807155002529941169</id><published>2008-11-23T13:27:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2008-11-23T13:36:32.631-08:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Blog from USA.  San Diego, California.  November 22, 2008&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLSKykMBI/AAAAAAAAEUA/--Q_3fWb-CQ/s1600-h/IMG_3888.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLSKykMBI/AAAAAAAAEUA/--Q_3fWb-CQ/s320/IMG_3888.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271968351808401426" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Reconnected with my brother Nick and Mamacita in Mammoth Lakes, CA&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;After about 11 months and 32 countries of Peace Pedaling I’m FINALLY back on US soil and elated as ever.  I’m finally proud to be an American again (Go Obama!), stoked to see my family and can’t wait to connect with all my friends all over the country in the next several weeks.  One thing that happens from long bouts away from home is that gratitude levels go off the charts and I appreciate so much my relationships and community back here at home.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLRhqv0HI/AAAAAAAAETw/ZfXsP3HfCno/s1600-h/jamie-madison.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLRhqv0HI/AAAAAAAAETw/ZfXsP3HfCno/s320/jamie-madison.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271968340769755250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Pablo's new baby Madison!  So so cute!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I’ve been back about a week now and it feels like a month.  I’m sucking in every moment and observing all the unique differences of culture, nature and energy.   It’s quite fascinating and very stimulating.  My first stops were to see my bro Pablo’s new baby Madison and to connect with my brother Nick for his birthday in Mammoth and spend some time with him, his wife, my mom and my brother Pete.  Since then I’m trying to perfect a lovely blend of work and play that seem to dance quite effortlessly.  I work a few hours, hit the surf, wrk some more, go for a run, work some more, see some family or call a friend, take a ride—life is pretty good.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLSQfyuQI/AAAAAAAAEUI/-IWhQP2Dz7U/s1600-h/IMG_3891.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLSQfyuQI/AAAAAAAAEUI/-IWhQP2Dz7U/s320/IMG_3891.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271968353340274946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nick's B-Day dinner was epic! &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLR1FtlyI/AAAAAAAAET4/sDJKbTTgFO0/s1600-h/IMG_3879.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLR1FtlyI/AAAAAAAAET4/sDJKbTTgFO0/s320/IMG_3879.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271968345983129378" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gotta love Cali!  7500 feet above sea level and almost 70 degrees.  Kari n Me road riding ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLiM4P2HI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/fWJzq4X98EA/s1600-h/IMG_3895.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLiM4P2HI/AAAAAAAAEUQ/fWJzq4X98EA/s320/IMG_3895.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271968627247011954" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Our mountain biking with Nick's wife Kari in Mammoth.  Sick!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;For those who think I don’t really “work” or “have a job”, well, think again.  On the project board now are such exciting yet challenging tasks as getting a book deal, moving the film and TV project forward since signing our first development deal with a major network in Canada, organizing and updating endless bike and production equipment, setting up partnerships with new organizations, lining up media appearances, planning events, mapping out the 20-country route through the Americas—just to name a few.  Don’t get me wrong, I love it, but it’s still hard work and fries the ticker just like any job.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;So that’s the latest and greatest San Diego where I just had an epic surf and glorious road ride in 70 degree weather in mid November.  Off to hit the town on a Saturday night and cause some trouble…&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLioh1XfI/AAAAAAAAEUY/hu3cPAB-RG0/s1600-h/IMG_3909.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLioh1XfI/AAAAAAAAEUY/hu3cPAB-RG0/s320/IMG_3909.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271968634669194738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meeting new friends in San Diego Saturday night.  Good to be home!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Update: off to see my family and friends in Northern California--going to be driving a 2700 VW Westfalia camper I picked up named Ciella and will be adventuring with an Israeli friend Shine I met in India in 2002.  Rollin...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLRY5gYyI/AAAAAAAAETo/_hqGOxDKONM/s1600-h/ciella.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLRY5gYyI/AAAAAAAAETo/_hqGOxDKONM/s320/ciella.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5271968338415739682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Meet Ciella, my little home on wheels while back in USA ;)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Peace,&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Jamie&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/16556755-6807155002529941169?l=peacepedalers.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/feeds/6807155002529941169/comments/default' title='Post Comments'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=16556755&amp;postID=6807155002529941169' title='0 Comments'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/6807155002529941169'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/16556755/posts/default/6807155002529941169'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://peacepedalers.blogspot.com/2008/11/blog-from-usa.html' title=''/><author><name>Jamie</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/01186427051324475965</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='11058180426278457953'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_4XieTXEyF9U/SSnLSKykMBI/AAAAAAAAEUA/--Q_3fWb-CQ/s72-c/IMG_3888.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>