tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-18984460651013998142012-02-01T12:15:15.425+01:00Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.comBlogger261100tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-92076499012980562372009-06-18T00:37:00.000+02:002009-06-18T00:40:41.799+02:00<a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Sjlw2cYRtUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/SEyb2BWrzqk/s1600-h/marijaia.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5348430113112438082" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 265px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 400px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Sjlw2cYRtUI/AAAAAAAAAUg/SEyb2BWrzqk/s400/marijaia.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-9207649901298056237?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01590047308103777979noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-47655505859672781342009-06-07T22:08:00.019+02:002009-06-08T00:39:32.988+02:00<div align="left">Tras la última farra a Kamuche lo dejaron entre botas. El otro día le anunciaron:<br /><br />- Kamuche, nos vamos al norte<br /><br />- TOOOOOOOOMAAAAA<br /><br />Y Kamuche imaginó durante el viaje Madrid-Bilbao:<br /><br />El verde de las montañas... </div><div align="left"><br /></div><div align="center"><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwkQLzSr9I/AAAAAAAAApM/i8bMalS4CAo/s1600-h/Kamu1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344686718246367186" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwkQLzSr9I/AAAAAAAAApM/i8bMalS4CAo/s400/Kamu1.jpg" border="0" /></a></div><div align="center"><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">... el cosquilleo de los hierbajos...<br /></div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344687343315842178" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Siwk0kXd9II/AAAAAAAAApU/x2JeyOMqaRU/s400/kamu3.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">... el cuco molino de Punta Galea...</div></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344687642469938050" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwlF-zXM4I/AAAAAAAAApc/jeFWJw6dCm0/s400/kamu4.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">... mítico momento happy flower-me encanta el campo...</div><br /><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><div align="center"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344688197816262082" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwlmToPncI/AAAAAAAAApk/bKbMFXoPxe0/s400/kamu5.jpg" border="0" /> <div align="center"></div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center"> </div><div align="center">... ¡patxaran y terracita! (siempre y cuando no llueva)...</div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344691688705539122" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwoxgNGvDI/AAAAAAAAAqM/nZ2l1bRkq24/s400/kamu7.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></p><p align="center">... mmm... por qué no decirlo, un momento bizarro post-alcohol...<br /><br /></p><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344689356306637970" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwmpvV35JI/AAAAAAAAAp0/kXe8b8YVWrg/s400/kamu8.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">... los inocentes juegos por la hierba... preparación pre-San Fermín... </p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344689824252137042" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwnE-kxjlI/AAAAAAAAAp8/fWCMylsW848/s400/kamu11.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">... la pose con la dulce Amaia y Lourdes diciendo: "La gente te mira como preguntándose qué haces a tu edad con un osito (¿?) bajo el brazo"...<br /></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344690315229538754" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Siwnhjm6KcI/AAAAAAAAAqE/8an0Ff0geL8/s400/kamu12.jpg" border="0" /> <p align="center"></p><p align="center">... el faro, ay el faro...</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344692235954810562" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwpRW3f7sI/AAAAAAAAAqU/CpvEgeuCurI/s400/kamu14.jpg" border="0" /></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><p align="center">... hacer nuevos amiguetes...</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344692740091001698" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Siwpus67u2I/AAAAAAAAAqc/IX0yPQEdZbQ/s400/P1014174.JPG" border="0" /> <p align="center">... disfrutar, en fin, de la vida.</p><p align="center"></p><p align="center"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344693245240275586" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwqMGv58oI/AAAAAAAAAqk/8tM4Tg78dRQ/s400/P1014147.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p align="center"></p><br /><p align="left">FLIPADO.</p><br /><p align="left">Kamuche ha venido al norte a pagar por su falta de moralidad, su vida desatada y su desobediencia a las leyes humanas y divinas. Kamuche está secuestrado.</p><br /><p align="left"></p><p align="left">TRAIDOR.</p><br /><p align="left"></p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344694317927664514" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SiwrKi0gi4I/AAAAAAAAAqs/lsmcck4iOtA/s400/kamu16.jpg" border="0" /><br /><p align="left"></p><p align="left">(Komando Baraka acepta el pago del rescate en carne y cubatas)</p><p align="left">Gracias por su atención.<br /></p><p align="center"></p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-4765550585967278134?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-84959003325481424772009-06-02T00:17:00.000+02:002009-06-08T00:28:42.872+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9rH2uRtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LmKa8AQCWu8/s1600-h/DSCF6593.JPG">Depende de dónde vivas harás cierto tipo de locuras... y yo hace ya un tiempo vivo con Amaia en Madrid, así que viviendo el amor como lo vivo me toca cargarme 12 horas de bus para estar 16 en Sevilla... </a><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9rH2uRtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LmKa8AQCWu8/s1600-h/DSCF6593.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9rH2uRtI/AAAAAAAAAUI/LmKa8AQCWu8/s400/DSCF6593.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344714668834178770" border="0" /></a>(Pongamos que viajo en una maleta rosa)</div><span style="text-decoration: underline;"><br /></span><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9MQCmrUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/OmdQmco4OXY/s1600-h/DSCF6594.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9MQCmrUI/AAAAAAAAAT4/OmdQmco4OXY/s400/DSCF6594.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344714138455551298" border="0" /></a>(En este tipo de autobus...)<br /></div><br />El motivo era una barbacoa o más bien coincidimos en una barbacoa. Probablemente el culpable sea este caballero que nos acompaña...<br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9E_aEoiI/AAAAAAAAATo/mqPWsFBTOSo/s1600-h/DSCF6595.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9E_aEoiI/AAAAAAAAATo/mqPWsFBTOSo/s400/DSCF6595.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344714013731496482" border="0" /></a>(Con lagrimitas camino de Madrid)<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9BV3hOEI/AAAAAAAAATg/TxebrfCzqvo/s1600-h/DSCF6596.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw9BV3hOEI/AAAAAAAAATg/TxebrfCzqvo/s400/DSCF6596.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344713951041108034" border="0" /></a>(Con Ana, que es el otro amor de Amaia, por mucho que diga Javi...)</div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw8-JxBzgI/AAAAAAAAATY/Z5j9jt6W3LU/s1600-h/DSCF6597.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw8-JxBzgI/AAAAAAAAATY/Z5j9jt6W3LU/s400/DSCF6597.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344713896253050370" border="0" /></a>(Y con Javi, por supuesto, que es quien provoca estas locuras primaverales)<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw85BzwarI/AAAAAAAAATQ/1ByB1SuPWiM/s1600-h/DSCF6592.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Siw85BzwarI/AAAAAAAAATQ/1ByB1SuPWiM/s400/DSCF6592.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5344713808217664178" border="0" /></a>(De vuelta a casa...)</div><br />Hasta la próxima, Sevilla... digo Javi, digo... :)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-8495900332548142477?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01590047308103777979noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-66971583795469622752009-05-22T21:36:00.021+02:002009-05-22T22:05:00.588+02:00Entre tanto amor recién estrenado esta Primavera Kamuche no podía salir indemne. Volvió a viajar de Sevilla a la capital del reino y allí, entre tanta feromona enamorada, la encontró:<br /><div style="text-align: center;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">"Largo Sábado de Noviazgo"</span><br /></div><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/ShcAF0ZrDMI/AAAAAAAAATI/JtkOwtd2Ezw/s1600-h/DSCF6480.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/ShcAF0ZrDMI/AAAAAAAAATI/JtkOwtd2Ezw/s400/DSCF6480.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735983236680898" border="0" /></a>Amor... sí, pero como todos estos nuevos amores comenzaron con alcohol y entre amigos. Aquí una bonita pareja de especie humana.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/ShcACMWPRxI/AAAAAAAAATA/QIdye-8JELc/s1600-h/DSCF6485.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/ShcACMWPRxI/AAAAAAAAATA/QIdye-8JELc/s400/DSCF6485.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735920945252114" border="0" /></a><br />Demasiado alcohol...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_-0bIRLI/AAAAAAAAAS4/XqeGZmhVCGY/s1600-h/DSCF6492.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_-0bIRLI/AAAAAAAAAS4/XqeGZmhVCGY/s400/DSCF6492.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735862983705778" border="0" /></a>Esto es un Ready-made de lo que fue Burgos un año antes. Cambiamos la oveja por un precioso vaso de vozka-naranja y a Enar por... Jesús y David.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_6VL1PkI/AAAAAAAAASw/qcxh9tweP3g/s1600-h/DSCF6498.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_6VL1PkI/AAAAAAAAASw/qcxh9tweP3g/s400/DSCF6498.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735785878568514" border="0" /></a>Paseando por Tirso todos junticos para no perderse.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_2qFB-kI/AAAAAAAAASo/5i1oxxWDaRU/s1600-h/DSCF6500.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_2qFB-kI/AAAAAAAAASo/5i1oxxWDaRU/s400/DSCF6500.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735722767710786" border="0" /></a>Una típica acción del género masculino: Los hombres también mean...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_zJfrwJI/AAAAAAAAASg/Vh-utKOlJHM/s1600-h/DSCF6502.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_zJfrwJI/AAAAAAAAASg/Vh-utKOlJHM/s400/DSCF6502.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735662481522834" border="0" /></a>Somos un poquito pesadicos ya con el lamento boliviano, no? Ya han aparecido lamentos incluso antes de que se inventaran... Estas Amaias son todas unas visionarias...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_v8FJNCI/AAAAAAAAASY/nl8_vsweRrg/s1600-h/DSCF6503.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_v8FJNCI/AAAAAAAAASY/nl8_vsweRrg/s400/DSCF6503.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735607340938274" border="0" /></a>Vaso amenaza cámara. David protege kamuche. Jesús intenta detener. Flash dispara.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_skRZpWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vNwIa3jjizI/s1600-h/DSCF6504.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_skRZpWI/AAAAAAAAASQ/vNwIa3jjizI/s400/DSCF6504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735549410288994" border="0" /></a>David, con esa alegría bien podrías estar dándole cianuro a la criatura.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_ovQiqhI/AAAAAAAAASI/xzZWN_xUCM4/s1600-h/DSCF6509.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_ovQiqhI/AAAAAAAAASI/xzZWN_xUCM4/s400/DSCF6509.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735483639998994" border="0" /></a>El momento, momentaaaaaaazo, el amooooooooooooooooooooor, encontró el amor y el amor lo encontro a él!!!! Kamuche es todo un toro ya!!! Ha encontrado a la madre vacuna de sus hijos-terneros!!! El amooooooooooooooooooooooooor!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_lNHF15I/AAAAAAAAASA/2FT21wtsIng/s1600-h/DSCF6510.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_lNHF15I/AAAAAAAAASA/2FT21wtsIng/s400/DSCF6510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735422933948306" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_hR39bqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6qrl1I_XssI/s1600-h/DSCF6511.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_hR39bqI/AAAAAAAAAR4/6qrl1I_XssI/s400/DSCF6511.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735355493183138" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_cm_2fiI/AAAAAAAAARw/RIrP3MaBSs0/s1600-h/DSCF6512.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_cm_2fiI/AAAAAAAAARw/RIrP3MaBSs0/s400/DSCF6512.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735275264081442" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_Y5UPJJI/AAAAAAAAARo/kYde1NAwP6M/s1600-h/DSCF6513.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_Y5UPJJI/AAAAAAAAARo/kYde1NAwP6M/s400/DSCF6513.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735211461944466" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_VSrZU5I/AAAAAAAAARg/hb9h1HRbiuI/s1600-h/DSCF6514.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_VSrZU5I/AAAAAAAAARg/hb9h1HRbiuI/s400/DSCF6514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735149550490514" border="0" /></a>(Nunca llueve a gusto de todos...)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_ReDkHII/AAAAAAAAARY/BD_8BN7u3DU/s1600-h/DSCF6515.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_ReDkHII/AAAAAAAAARY/BD_8BN7u3DU/s400/DSCF6515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735083885173890" border="0" /></a>"No entiendo/recuerdo qué está pasando I" (Me cuentan que 'procesionaban' [¿!])<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_M9M3EhI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Smb5HHm5OWk/s1600-h/DSCF6516.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_M9M3EhI/AAAAAAAAARQ/Smb5HHm5OWk/s400/DSCF6516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338735006346318354" border="0" /></a>"No entiendo/recuerdo qué está pasando II" (Me cuentan que la pared también se quedó a cuadros)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_IBO78LI/AAAAAAAAARI/ncvykRtbtvY/s1600-h/DSCF6517.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_IBO78LI/AAAAAAAAARI/ncvykRtbtvY/s400/DSCF6517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338734921529422002" border="0" /></a>"No entiendo/recuerdo qué está pasando III" (Me cuentan que llegó la policía...)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_ERlUhMI/AAAAAAAAARA/DcYqRe4xViE/s1600-h/DSCF6518.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb_ERlUhMI/AAAAAAAAARA/DcYqRe4xViE/s400/DSCF6518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338734857198798018" border="0" /></a>"No entiendo/recuerdo qué está pasando IV" (Nadie me cuenta nada de esto...)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb-_TeGyiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YnkzRT9SfRs/s1600-h/DSCF6519.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/Shb-_TeGyiI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/YnkzRT9SfRs/s400/DSCF6519.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5338734771806063138" border="0" /></a>"No entiendo/recuerdo qué está pasando V" (Pi pi piiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii)<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-6697158379546962275?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01590047308103777979noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-18433764632861864472009-04-28T19:43:00.032+02:002009-04-28T23:32:16.178+02:00<span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">15 de Abril de 2009, destino: Madrid. </span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Una loca se había colado en el autobús. Habíamos descartado llegar en coche por una avería y antes de llegar a despeñaperros una mujer obligó al conductor a parar y salió corriendo... Una hora de risas, pero llegamos con una hora de retraso. Allí nos esperaban mis queridos madrileños postizos.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdDXSKmEuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/87mSAkso2so/s1600-h/cuba01.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdDXSKmEuI/AAAAAAAAAQY/87mSAkso2so/s400/cuba01.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329802751308600034" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Fotobarman - <span id="container_foto_comments"><span id="comments_container">Barbara Streisand</span></span>, los guiris, los sevillanos, los salmantinos, la vasca y yo)</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: justify;">Fue la célebre noche bizarra, la de las cervezas en el bar vasco, la de los pintxos gratis a las tantas de la mañana, la del Lambrusco en la cocina del amor...<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdDQBt79nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ocX7sEycxYw/s1600-h/cuba02.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdDQBt79nI/AAAAAAAAAQQ/ocX7sEycxYw/s400/cuba02.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329802626634348146" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Las incondicionales)</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);"><br />16 de Abril de 2009, destino: La Habana. </span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">Bonita resaca con la que amanecimos esa mañana... Las cervezas y los primeros cubatas que ingerimos la noche anterior pasaron factura. Fuimos durante un tiempo los cinco desaparecidos con los que nadie podía contactar, pero llegamos. Cuba nos estaba esperando.<br /></div><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdDIaFWHTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Sa34A9iyIMc/s1600-h/cuba10.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdDIaFWHTI/AAAAAAAAAQI/Sa34A9iyIMc/s400/cuba10.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329802495736028466" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Tras 6 horas de bus, 1 de metro y 10:35 de vuelo estábamos en La Habana)<br /><br /></span></div><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">17 de Abril de 2009, lugar: La Habana. </span><br /><div style="text-align: justify;">De paseo turístico por la capital cubana. Aprendimos que los edificios se caían, pero la ciudad tiene, sin duda, la calidad de su gente. Encanto, magia... es difícil describir La habana sin pronunciar estas palabras.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCnGkwSLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/krsVr4M9Si0/s1600-h/cuba11.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCnGkwSLI/AAAAAAAAAP8/krsVr4M9Si0/s400/cuba11.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801923563374770" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Autofoto de obligado cumplimiento I. Plaza de la Revolución)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCgy1i_5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/EXK1ivQwM10/s1600-h/cuba12.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCgy1i_5I/AAAAAAAAAP0/EXK1ivQwM10/s400/cuba12.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801815185883026" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Fotografía de obligado cumplimiento II. Plaza de la Revolución)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCbMI0nUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/wE8DgHaggso/s1600-h/cuba13.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCbMI0nUI/AAAAAAAAAPs/wE8DgHaggso/s400/cuba13.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801718898400578" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >(</span><span style="font-size:85%;"><span style="font-style: italic;"><span style="font-family:Verdana;"><span style="">Aquí se queda la clara,<br />la entrañable transparencia<br />de tu querida presencia,<br />comandante Che Guevara.</span></span></span></span><span style="font-style: italic;font-size:85%;" >)</span></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCURpPQvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Gc6ng2zr514/s1600-h/cuba131.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCURpPQvI/AAAAAAAAAPk/Gc6ng2zr514/s400/cuba131.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801600117457650" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Visita panorámica en guagua: vida)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCPnj5fVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MqVWY3xfOao/s1600-h/cuba132.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCPnj5fVI/AAAAAAAAAPc/MqVWY3xfOao/s400/cuba132.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801520101293394" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(¡¡El cocotaxi!!)<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;">Por fin sueltos en La Habana vieja: paseando....<br /><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCJ5oPM4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ozS-HTNzQlE/s1600-h/cuba14.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCJ5oPM4I/AAAAAAAAAPU/ozS-HTNzQlE/s400/cuba14.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801421872116610" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Primer puro de Romeo&amp;Julieta)</span><br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCE0eVefI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6TKIT-5OD6o/s1600-h/cuba15.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdCE0eVefI/AAAAAAAAAPM/6TKIT-5OD6o/s400/cuba15.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801334589061618" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Javi, esto es zoofilia...)<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdB8hoOWcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eu6HEdzl5DY/s1600-h/cuba16.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdB8hoOWcI/AAAAAAAAAPE/eu6HEdzl5DY/s400/cuba16.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801192091310530" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Fumando espero los mojitos que yo quiero...)</span><br /><br /></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdB3FQZecI/AAAAAAAAAO8/AO9OfJHPsSY/s1600-h/cuba17.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdB3FQZecI/AAAAAAAAAO8/AO9OfJHPsSY/s400/cuba17.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801098575837634" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Oe oe oe oeeee... ¡¡El primero!!)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBxYX-NsI/AAAAAAAAAO0/iTuj0wpy7FY/s1600-h/cuba18.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBxYX-NsI/AAAAAAAAAO0/iTuj0wpy7FY/s400/cuba18.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329801000628664002" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Culturizándome)<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBfOdcOWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PA21PQ9-GMY/s1600-h/cuba19.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBfOdcOWI/AAAAAAAAAOs/PA21PQ9-GMY/s400/cuba19.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800688729602402" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Después de la Catedral de Sevilla, de Salamanca y Burgos... bautizo en la Catedral de La Habana)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBaJy1aPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SGbvac7kvTU/s1600-h/cuba20.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBaJy1aPI/AAAAAAAAAOk/SGbvac7kvTU/s400/cuba20.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800601577810162" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Antonio Gades, Ana, Marisol, digo... Dani y yo)<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBV14yPGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/qdpxorbdzeI/s1600-h/cuba21.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBV14yPGI/AAAAAAAAAOc/qdpxorbdzeI/s400/cuba21.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800527514582114" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(¡¿Cómo?!)</span><br /></div><br /><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">20 de Abril de 2009, lugar: Varadero.<br /></span><div style="text-align: justify;">Cuando a Varadero llegué conocí la felicidad... cantaba Gabri y yo no puedo escribir sobre Varadero sin que eso suene constantemente en mis oídos.<br />Habíamos pasado ya por un yate, una isla prácticamente virgen y por todos los bares del hotel. Veinticuatro horas después... [casi] todos vestidos de blanco... suponían que era una fiesta ibicenca, pero estando en Cuba aquello parecía más la secta de los santeros que <span style="font-style: italic;">El grupo de los 70's</span>.<br /></div><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBRNIOtcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/w-681vjtVAg/s1600-h/cuba22.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBRNIOtcI/AAAAAAAAAOU/w-681vjtVAg/s400/cuba22.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800447854032322" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Los niños de los pelos [Hugo, Nando y Alex], aután y Cuba[s] libre[s])<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBL3iL4mI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JiWXA-8tUyc/s1600-h/cuba23.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBL3iL4mI/AAAAAAAAAOM/JiWXA-8tUyc/s400/cuba23.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800356157973090" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(<span style="font-style: italic;">Le gusta el bate, a la mujer del pelotero,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> le gusta la carne, a la mujer del carnicero,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> me pide pistola, la mujer del patrullero,</span><br /><span style="font-style: italic;"> y la del bombero, me esta pidiendo fuego</span></span><span style="font-size:85%;">)<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBG-TIa1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/MvbfSkbmixU/s1600-h/cuba24.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBG-TIa1I/AAAAAAAAAOE/MvbfSkbmixU/s400/cuba24.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800272074533714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Haciendo amigos en la fiesta "ibicenca": caballito&amp;laura)<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBBYRzAwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-tRASs-QEgY/s1600-h/cuba25.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdBBYRzAwI/AAAAAAAAAN8/-tRASs-QEgY/s400/cuba25.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800175969043202" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(¿Nadie suelta el vaso, no? Jose&amp;me)<br /><br /></span><div style="text-align: left;"><span style="font-weight: bold; color: rgb(204, 255, 255);">23 de Abril de 2009, destino: Madrid.<br /></span></div><div style="text-align: left;"><div style="text-align: justify;">Desgraciadamente también llevábamos billete de vuelta. Nos quedaban 24 horas de viaje entre autobuses, avión, metro y coche, pero dormimos como angelitos. Nos esperaba la feria, nos quedaban los recuerdos... esos eran los únicos consuelos.<br /></div><br /></div></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdA74Z9igI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JrY_S4IwXQs/s1600-h/cuba30.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdA74Z9igI/AAAAAAAAAN0/JrY_S4IwXQs/s400/cuba30.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329800081514007042" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Cuando salí de Cuba...)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdA2RoS-sI/AAAAAAAAANs/D7LpaypMrmg/s1600-h/cuba31.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdA2RoS-sI/AAAAAAAAANs/D7LpaypMrmg/s400/cuba31.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799985205803714" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Esperar, esperar y esperar...)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdAxL0SO-I/AAAAAAAAANk/wAhnWhgE3Tc/s1600-h/cuba32.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdAxL0SO-I/AAAAAAAAANk/wAhnWhgE3Tc/s400/cuba32.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799897746127842" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(¡¡Silvia!! ¿Hacemos una bonita pareja, verdad?)<br /><br /></span></div><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdArde1-rI/AAAAAAAAANc/100Q5VBy8rs/s1600-h/cuba33.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdArde1-rI/AAAAAAAAANc/100Q5VBy8rs/s400/cuba33.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799799408818866" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Después de perder dos partidos en nuestra ausencia... me declaro sevillista)</span><br /></div><span style="font-size:85%;"><br /></span><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdAhztYQ9I/AAAAAAAAANU/fPLBTHNJrVY/s1600-h/cuba34.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdAhztYQ9I/AAAAAAAAANU/fPLBTHNJrVY/s400/cuba34.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329799633576674258" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:85%;">(Los pre-emigrantes)</span></div><br />Y emigramos todos de Cuba... sin demasiada conciencia de lo que hacíamos.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: center;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdDcp_tUHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Nv3vZdu6Y6g/s1600-h/cuba00.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SfdDcp_tUHI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Nv3vZdu6Y6g/s400/cuba00.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5329802843604734066" border="0" /></a><span style="font-style: italic;"><br />"Hasta la victoria siempre"<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">"Somos fieles a nuestra historia"<br /><br /></span><span style="font-style: italic;">"Patria o muerte. Venceremos"<br /><br />Hasta pronto... Cuba.<br /></span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-1843376463286186447?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01590047308103777979noreply@blogger.com31tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-79241355935859521232009-01-25T21:46:00.009+01:002009-01-25T22:23:04.382+01:00Kamuche superó la agorafobia en compañía de Kamuchi. Primera fiesta postsecuestro.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzS-qP7qzI/AAAAAAAAALc/JgQr2gUqowk/s1600-h/triocalavera.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 306px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzS-qP7qzI/AAAAAAAAALc/JgQr2gUqowk/s400/triocalavera.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295339235815697202" border="0" /></a><br />Los culpables...<br /><br />Ana, queríendole...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzWPGC7l5I/AAAAAAAAAME/z-3672cgysA/s1600-h/ana%2Bkamuche.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 276px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzWPGC7l5I/AAAAAAAAAME/z-3672cgysA/s400/ana%2Bkamuche.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295342816690149266" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Amaia, vengándose...<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzVwsyXSWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OpK70vyypMk/s1600-h/amaia%2Bkamuche.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 306px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzVwsyXSWI/AAAAAAAAAL0/OpK70vyypMk/s400/amaia%2Bkamuche.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295342294513699170" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sara, apropiándoselo (con ojos del gato con botas para que nadie se lo quite, jaja)...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzVOxtP8SI/AAAAAAAAALs/JDxT3UMwJVk/s1600-h/sara%2Bkamuche.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 297px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzVOxtP8SI/AAAAAAAAALs/JDxT3UMwJVk/s400/sara%2Bkamuche.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295341711718871330" border="0" /></a><br />David, dándole la bienvenida a Kamuchi...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzTfyLMCBI/AAAAAAAAALk/fCFprEI0w68/s1600-h/david%2Bkamuchi.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzTfyLMCBI/AAAAAAAAALk/fCFprEI0w68/s400/david%2Bkamuchi.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295339804878964754" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Las primeras copas en compañía!! ¡¡Kamuchi todos te queremos!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzRmlwKZAI/AAAAAAAAALU/3gQFClpL1S0/s1600-h/kamuchisdecopas.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 288px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzRmlwKZAI/AAAAAAAAALU/3gQFClpL1S0/s400/kamuchisdecopas.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295337722780214274" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Lamento boliviano... Paula, nunca te perdonaré que no te sumaras al evento tristísimo para inmortalizar el momento y que no poses con Kamuche....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzQ3nZbxwI/AAAAAAAAALM/I55n82Xfsb4/s1600-h/lamentoboliviano.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 292px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzQ3nZbxwI/AAAAAAAAALM/I55n82Xfsb4/s400/lamentoboliviano.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295336915767904002" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Una visión de futuro [manipulado...]<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzQOfDzE-I/AAAAAAAAALE/_cN3bKuFsic/s1600-h/bancoespa%C3%B1a.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ppMmjU2GdTo/SXzQOfDzE-I/AAAAAAAAALE/_cN3bKuFsic/s400/bancoespa%C3%B1a.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5295336209155036130" border="0" /></a><br />Y Kamuche se quedó a vivir en Madrid una temporada más... hasta la Feria de ARCO/San Valentín... ¡Tiembla!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-7924135593585952123?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Anahttp://www.blogger.com/profile/01590047308103777979noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-58785262508959743932009-01-10T19:12:00.002+01:002009-01-10T19:37:44.500+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SWjq4DFdISI/AAAAAAAAAos/uZ49Sm26_CI/s1600-h/Sin+tÃ&shy;tulo-1.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5289736010968408354" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SWjq4DFdISI/AAAAAAAAAos/uZ49Sm26_CI/s400/Sin+t%C3%ADtulo-1.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">Soy consciente de todo el tiempo que he pasado sin dar señales de vida pero es que he andado en mi parra particular (todos tenemos derecho). Sentí que necesitaba un respiro tras tanto viaje y tanta farra en compañía de viejos y nuevos familiares y amigos así que tras la última Aste Nagusia decidí quedarme una temporada por tierras vascas, para conocer algo más que el kalimotxo, la Marijaia y la txosna de Lehoiak. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;">...</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:courier new;">Vale que finalmente he pasado meses en un cajón lleno de bragas pero cuando supe que mamá Ana movilizaba a toda la familia en favor de mi rescate decidí salir de mi escondite y disfrutar un poco de la vida hogareña barakaldesa (ya que de hecho Bilbao no lo he vuelto a ver). Las navidades han sido bonitas, Ámbar, Sugar y Frida me quieren tanto... Mamá Amaia trató de sacarnos fotos pero esos bichos son muy tímidos y bueno, no les ha dado la gana de posar conmigo, pero palabrita que somos buenos amigos. Tengo ganas de volver a las andadas pero lo cierto es que ECHARÉ DE MENOS ESTO. ME HAN TRATADO MUY GUAY. </span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;">Además, ayer me dieron una sorpresa. Tengo una especie de nueva hermanita pequeña, dejo que Amaia la llame Kamuchi, yo soy único en el mundo pero es que a la pobre le hace ilusión. Es una cosa muy mona, además sabe posar casi tan bien como yo. Espero volver a verla pronto, por ejemplo... En Madrid.</span></div><br /><div><span style="font-family:Courier New;">¡Os quiero familia! ¡Hasta muy prontitoooo!</span></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-5878526250895974393?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-72276792582426815972008-12-07T15:13:00.001+01:002008-12-07T15:22:49.899+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/STvb-0HAU2I/AAAAAAAAAok/noCIO3bRN-0/s1600-h/PB300150.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5277053260581065570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; WIDTH: 400px; CURSOR: hand; HEIGHT: 300px; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/STvb-0HAU2I/AAAAAAAAAok/noCIO3bRN-0/s400/PB300150.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><div>Queridos familiares y amigos de Kamuche, os envio esta foto para intentar esclarecer el misterio que nos ronda en la cabeza por tierras catalanas desde el pasado domingo 30 de noviembre.<br />Los hechos fueron tales : durante un romántico paseo con papa J.P (Pol para los amigos) visualizamos lo que se ve en la parte superior de la instantánea. ¿Kamuche? ¿Su primo?<br />Por favor, si alguien puede contribuir con algun tipo de información, que contacte con cualquiera de las madres o padres de Kamuche.<br />Atentamente, mama Sa. </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-7227679258242681597?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-15236044883337232542008-12-03T13:32:00.000+01:002008-12-03T13:44:11.767+01:00Queridos amigos, familiares y conocidos,<br /><br />Por problemas varios, como que una de mis madres me dejó olvidado en el armario de su casa de Barakaldo hace tres meses y se mudó a vivir a Madrid. En estos momentos me encuentro entre bragas. De vez en cuando aparece Lourdes (un besito para ella, a estas alturas tengo el síndrome de Estocolmo), Sugar, Ámbar o Frida, pero a nadie se le ocurre sacarme de aquí!!<br /><br />Hoy me he escapado disimuladamente y estoy escribiendo a escondidas, así que hago un ruego a la única persona que puede permitirme viajar: Amaia, por tu p* madre, llévame a Madrid que sigo queriendo ver mundo!!<br /><br />Antes, claro está, requiero que se me lleve al Guggengeim a la prometida sesión de fotos con el gigante de titanio. Por supuesto, ya le explicaré allí a Puppy porque llevamos dos años sin conocernos. Luego, no estaría de más un paseo por el casco viejo, la catedral, Deusto, en fin... Y por último, exijo una foto fin de secuestro con Lourdes, los gatos Sugar y Ámbar, la perra cantora, Frida y con el armario, claro está!<br /><br />Sin más, un beso para todos aquellos que aunque sea un poco me echan en falta y otro para los que sin conocerme ya me aman.<br /><br />Salud!<br /><div style="text-align: right;"><span style="font-weight: bold;">Kamuche</span><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-1523604488333723254?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-6074302795406068342008-08-29T15:28:00.000+02:002008-08-29T15:33:03.585+02:00Por problemas varios Kamuche no pisó El Arenal, pero sobrevivió a la borrachera del kinito ¡Que no es poco!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf6BAsXzXI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Aoe-Y_SvpJg/s1600-h/DSCI1119.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf6BAsXzXI/AAAAAAAAAdg/Aoe-Y_SvpJg/s400/DSCI1119.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239931586741783922" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf56cBcDPI/AAAAAAAAAdY/qXidoSMpC6w/s1600-h/DSCI1118.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf56cBcDPI/AAAAAAAAAdY/qXidoSMpC6w/s400/DSCI1118.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239931473818815730" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf52nnvoJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ZfosRD7qIkw/s1600-h/DSCI1117.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf52nnvoJI/AAAAAAAAAdQ/ZfosRD7qIkw/s400/DSCI1117.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239931408212795538" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Sesión de fotos Lander style...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf5zIC8sCI/AAAAAAAAAdI/_HtkkjfLwmA/s1600-h/DSCI1116.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf5zIC8sCI/AAAAAAAAAdI/_HtkkjfLwmA/s400/DSCI1116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239931348197355554" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf5wFdaajI/AAAAAAAAAdA/sP6W3mFrFgY/s1600-h/DSCI1114.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf5wFdaajI/AAAAAAAAAdA/sP6W3mFrFgY/s400/DSCI1114.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239931295963441714" border="0" /></a><br />Y su nuevo amigo Borja!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf6EpkgC7I/AAAAAAAAAdo/xbWA92Bh_lg/s1600-h/DSCI1120.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf6EpkgC7I/AAAAAAAAAdo/xbWA92Bh_lg/s400/DSCI1120.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239931649254230962" border="0" /></a><br /><br />... Kamuche sigue en Bilbao... a la espera de que Amaia le enseñe el Guggenheim!!<div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-607430279540606834?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-70744064001693395642008-08-29T15:09:00.000+02:002008-08-29T15:27:57.283+02:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf5RAsue8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/74yDzBxS9gU/s1600-h/mosc%C3%BA.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SLf5RAsue8I/AAAAAAAAAc4/74yDzBxS9gU/s400/mosc%C3%BA.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5239930762109549506" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-7074406400169339564?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-46136760384292672482008-07-21T16:22:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:31.506+01:0019 de Julio, más calor que donde lo hacen. Kamuche prepara la mochila, la sombrilla y pone rumbo a Cuesta Maneli (playa que ya visitó el pasado Marzo acompañado de Sara).<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISeZb-Rv2I/AAAAAAAAAag/Mp8vUg8Y4Dw/s1600-h/DSCI1061.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISeZb-Rv2I/AAAAAAAAAag/Mp8vUg8Y4Dw/s400/DSCI1061.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225475627499503458" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Barcelona y los catalanes ya se hacían pesados, así que porqué no: ¡¡Un paraguayo!! Y Pedro que parecía haber nacido con un peluche debajo del brazo no se pudo resistir a sus encantos :P<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISd0qtTqtI/AAAAAAAAAaY/djJRWYQBBHM/s1600-h/DSCI1063.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISd0qtTqtI/AAAAAAAAAaY/djJRWYQBBHM/s400/DSCI1063.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225474995799698130" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Y por supuesto siguió conociendo a familiares lejanos como este caballero de debajo. Sevillano de palo que lo llaman algunos, pero para mi siempre será el Primo Adri de Madrid...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISdTmP7atI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ck1EJvjrzsU/s1600-h/DSCI1066.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISdTmP7atI/AAAAAAAAAaQ/ck1EJvjrzsU/s400/DSCI1066.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225474427667049170" border="0" /></a><br /><br />[Odiamos todos juntos mis pilas y vosotros os perdísteis todas las fotos que podrían haber salido en la playa en sí]<br /><br />Aquí, levantando el campamento. Kamuche comiendo toda la arena de Huelva mientras su primi le quitaba la arena al cangrejito de su madrido...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISczBXHuGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/IeCPU5AsYvI/s1600-h/Fotito%28106%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISczBXHuGI/AAAAAAAAAaI/IeCPU5AsYvI/s400/Fotito%28106%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225473868009289826" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Mediando en una discusión familiar...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISct9L5IBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Sw2zmgjPVIA/s1600-h/Fotito%28107%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISct9L5IBI/AAAAAAAAAaA/Sw2zmgjPVIA/s400/Fotito%28107%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225473780989108242" border="0" /></a><br />Para por fin hacer un posado que vale todos los euros que le pagan a la Obregón cada verano. ¡¡La familia feliz!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SIScen6RGrI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UqD7wr-c3Xw/s1600-h/Fotito%28108%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SIScen6RGrI/AAAAAAAAAZ4/UqD7wr-c3Xw/s400/Fotito%28108%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225473517579999922" border="0" /></a><br /><span style="font-style: italic;">"</span><strong style="font-style: italic;">Ohana</strong><span style="font-style: italic;">" significa familia, y familia que estaremos juntos siempre. Pero si te quieres ir, puedes hacerlo. Aunque no te olvidaré. Yo me acuerdo de todos los que se van."</span> (Lilo &amp; Stitch)<br /><br />Y los cuatros volvimos a Sevilla. Ellos para regresar a Madrid, yo para quedarme y Kamuche para volar a Rusia con mi hermana. ¡¡Buen viaje!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SIScZBEfqRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5VHjzSX7hd0/s1600-h/Fotito%28109%29.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SIScZBEfqRI/AAAAAAAAAZw/5VHjzSX7hd0/s400/Fotito%28109%29.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225473421254568210" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-4613676038429267248?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-7272002373613389122008-07-16T15:51:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:32.220+01:00<a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH3_C2ltHRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/dPZXvFztnG4/s1600-h/200806150005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223611567298125074" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH3_C2ltHRI/AAAAAAAAAZo/dPZXvFztnG4/s400/200806150005.JPG" border="0" /></a> Probando cosas nuevas...<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH3-gzM-AiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/L7F9GCqRtWk/s1600-h/200806150002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223610982273516066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH3-gzM-AiI/AAAAAAAAAZg/L7F9GCqRtWk/s400/200806150002.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ummm pero que rico!!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH3-NcxSwqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/scExgwqUjd4/s1600-h/200805230002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223610649834341026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH3-NcxSwqI/AAAAAAAAAZY/scExgwqUjd4/s400/200805230002.JPG" border="0" /></a> Ezto que ez lo que ez?<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH394cew32I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/yBJcxx4_CY0/s1600-h/200805230001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223610288979369826" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH394cew32I/AAAAAAAAAZQ/yBJcxx4_CY0/s400/200805230001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Aroa, amor a 1ª vista...<br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH39f16WvwI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hVeXoY6Nw9w/s1600-h/200805230007.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5223609866309254914" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SH39f16WvwI/AAAAAAAAAZI/hVeXoY6Nw9w/s400/200805230007.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Yo me quedo aqui quietecito, eh??<br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-727200237361338912?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-48428315832174017942008-05-06T12:34:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:33.332+01:00<a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA4YSg9VnI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3kbjJVzLPHQ/s1600-h/200805050010.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197215959923644018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA4YSg9VnI/AAAAAAAAAWo/3kbjJVzLPHQ/s400/200805050010.JPG" border="0" /></a> Kamuche y los deportes de riesgo...<br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA39Sg9VmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/uUM2O39zr1Q/s1600-h/200805050009.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197215496067176034" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA39Sg9VmI/AAAAAAAAAWg/uUM2O39zr1Q/s400/200805050009.JPG" border="0" /></a> 1º Granizado de la temporada... Como me cuido!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA3fyg9VlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/VIF-rr3giKk/s1600-h/200805050003.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197214989261035090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA3fyg9VlI/AAAAAAAAAWY/VIF-rr3giKk/s400/200805050003.JPG" border="0" /></a><br />Foto de familia catalana!<br /><br /><div><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA3ICg9VkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NVPf14tnn-I/s1600-h/200805050001.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197214581239141954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA3ICg9VkI/AAAAAAAAAWQ/NVPf14tnn-I/s400/200805050001.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA2pSg9VjI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ET19XDsfKKA/s1600-h/200805050005.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197214052958164530" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA2pSg9VjI/AAAAAAAAAWI/ET19XDsfKKA/s400/200805050005.JPG" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Kamuche y Sa, no podemos dejar de querernos<br /><br /><div><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA2DSg9VhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/qUT8xfJV4No/s1600-h/200805050004.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197213400123135506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA2DSg9VhI/AAAAAAAAAV4/qUT8xfJV4No/s400/200805050004.JPG" border="0" /></a> Cucu!! Soy Kamuche!!<br /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197212197532292610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA09Sg9VgI/AAAAAAAAAVw/a7FH6BhFREw/s400/200805050007.JPG" border="0" /><br />El rey de las ramblas!<br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div></div></div></div></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-4842831583217401794?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-7652848744775923232008-05-05T20:33:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:36.686+01:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">BURGOS, 03 Mayo 2008<br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA8XCg9VrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SffwCLp8RlA/s1600-h/imagen+102.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197220336495318706" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA8XCg9VrI/AAAAAAAAAXI/SffwCLp8RlA/s400/imagen+102.jpg" border="0" /></a>Recién llegadas a Burgos!!<br /></div><br />Y ya con las mamás!!<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA9Uyg9VtI/AAAAAAAAAXY/y7XEShQsfd4/s1600-h/200805030142.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197221397352240850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA9Uyg9VtI/AAAAAAAAAXY/y7XEShQsfd4/s400/200805030142.JPG" border="0" /></a>(Mamá separatista...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA-XSg9VuI/AAAAAAAAAXg/57BDzE52J44/s1600-h/200805030143.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197222539813541602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA-XSg9VuI/AAAAAAAAAXg/57BDzE52J44/s400/200805030143.JPG" border="0" /></a>(Mamá charra...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA-uSg9VvI/AAAAAAAAAXo/QV4ENDsORCg/s1600-h/200805030145.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197222934950532850" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA-uSg9VvI/AAAAAAAAAXo/QV4ENDsORCg/s400/200805030145.JPG" border="0" /></a>(Mamá independentista...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA_CSg9VwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1eHYFaIwa9w/s1600-h/200805030144.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197223278547916546" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA_CSg9VwI/AAAAAAAAAXw/1eHYFaIwa9w/s400/200805030144.JPG" border="0" /></a>(Mamá manipuladora...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA_zCg9VxI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fOXJztLijsA/s1600-h/200805030146.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197224116066539282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA_zCg9VxI/AAAAAAAAAX4/fOXJztLijsA/s400/200805030146.JPG" border="0" /></a>(Y el abuelo Juanete!!)<br /><br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA89Sg9VsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I85SapEOVsw/s1600-h/imagen+105.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197220993625315010" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA89Sg9VsI/AAAAAAAAAXQ/I85SapEOVsw/s400/imagen+105.jpg" border="0" /></a>Posando como posaron los Beatles...<br /><br /></div><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: left"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">Por fin Burgos Ciudad Dollyca y kamuche lo vivió!!!<br /></div><br /></div></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9VPSg9VeI/AAAAAAAAAVY/_kguFr0WxgE/s1600-h/imagen+025.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196966216165316066" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9VPSg9VeI/AAAAAAAAAVY/_kguFr0WxgE/s400/imagen+025.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9U_Cg9VdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/JGuJ8VOuYk0/s1600-h/imagen+026.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196965936992441810" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9U_Cg9VdI/AAAAAAAAAVQ/JGuJ8VOuYk0/s400/imagen+026.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBBgig9V0I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/3Bb_ywpUXI0/s1600-h/200805030157.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197225997262214978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBBgig9V0I/AAAAAAAAAYQ/3Bb_ywpUXI0/s400/200805030157.JPG" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBC1ig9V2I/AAAAAAAAAYg/vNdnw9CXimU/s1600-h/200805030158.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197227457551095650" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBC1ig9V2I/AAAAAAAAAYg/vNdnw9CXimU/s400/200805030158.JPG" border="0" /></a>Kamuche con mamá dolly, dolly, dolly &amp; dolly con la yaya dolly :)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9TxSg9VUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/W-0a6QsWGHo/s1600-h/imagen+024.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196964601257612610" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9TxSg9VUI/AAAAAAAAAUI/W-0a6QsWGHo/s400/imagen+024.jpg" border="0" /></a>(Y el helado que daba miedito...)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBA0Cg9VzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/TwT5T09UA4g/s1600-h/200805030159.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197225232758036274" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBA0Cg9VzI/AAAAAAAAAYI/TwT5T09UA4g/s400/200805030159.JPG" border="0" /></a>Encontró a su novia!!! Kamucha!!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9U5Cg9VcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xKBKzW9QKr0/s1600-h/imagen+030.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196965833913226690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9U5Cg9VcI/AAAAAAAAAVI/xKBKzW9QKr0/s400/imagen+030.jpg" border="0" /></a>(Paseando calle arriba, calle abajo... ui no... que vamos a la catedral...)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBDuSg9V4I/AAAAAAAAAYw/FhI9CBm9FJA/s1600-h/200805030163.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197228432508671874" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBDuSg9V4I/AAAAAAAAAYw/FhI9CBm9FJA/s400/200805030163.JPG" border="0" /></a>[ANA] - Niño, ¿Tienes sed? ¡Bebe agua bendita!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9UsCg9VbI/AAAAAAAAAVA/mEb74Zy9MM4/s1600-h/imagen+033.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196965610574927282" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9UsCg9VbI/AAAAAAAAAVA/mEb74Zy9MM4/s400/imagen+033.jpg" border="0" /></a>(Felicitándole después de su primera comunión...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9UlCg9VaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lCNzRCdeFeE/s1600-h/imagen+034.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196965490315842978" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9UlCg9VaI/AAAAAAAAAU4/lCNzRCdeFeE/s400/imagen+034.jpg" border="0" /></a>Kamuche, ¿un piercing?¿No te da vergüenza?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB78kSg9U0I/AAAAAAAAAO4/JvIIA5PB7Uw/s1600-h/DSCI0947.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9Ueyg9VZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/QWrn24jxhtc/s1600-h/imagen+036.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196965382941660562" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9Ueyg9VZI/AAAAAAAAAUw/QWrn24jxhtc/s400/imagen+036.jpg" border="0" /></a>[KAMUCHE] - Quiero morcilla!!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB78tig9U1I/AAAAAAAAAPA/NLmndiTpsr0/s1600-h/DSCI0945.JPG"></a>(De paseo como como papá)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9UYyg9VYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZuHOVxXzcM0/s1600-h/imagen+037.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196965279862445442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9UYyg9VYI/AAAAAAAAAUo/ZuHOVxXzcM0/s400/imagen+037.jpg" border="0" /></a>(De paseo como como papá 2)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9USSg9VXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/NI8rP14Mq_s/s1600-h/imagen+043.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196965168193295730" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9USSg9VXI/AAAAAAAAAUg/NI8rP14Mq_s/s400/imagen+043.jpg" border="0" /></a>[KAMUCHE pensando] - Ummm, qué pasa aquí?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBEBCg9V5I/AAAAAAAAAY4/4zjNMBwzAwU/s1600-h/200805030164.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197228754631219090" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBEBCg9V5I/AAAAAAAAAY4/4zjNMBwzAwU/s400/200805030164.JPG" border="0" /></a>(Con la familia Pérez decidiendo que lo adoptan...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBETyg9V6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/ms74PxL_QEY/s1600-h/200805030166.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197229076753766306" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBETyg9V6I/AAAAAAAAAZA/ms74PxL_QEY/s400/200805030166.JPG" border="0" /></a>Y con la familia al completo decidiendo qeu también quieren que Juanete las adopten...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9UASg9VVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/BpJ1lvShgpQ/s1600-h/imagen+048.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196964858955650386" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9UASg9VVI/AAAAAAAAAUQ/BpJ1lvShgpQ/s400/imagen+048.jpg" border="0" /></a>De bares, ¡Cómo siempre!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBDYCg9V3I/AAAAAAAAAYo/lFSVeOzGPUc/s1600-h/200805030171.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197228050256582514" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCBDYCg9V3I/AAAAAAAAAYo/lFSVeOzGPUc/s400/200805030171.JPG" border="0" /></a>Y después de la despedida... Dos para Salamanca, tres para Bilbao...<br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">(¿Dónde está Kamuche? ¡Qué se lo han llevao!)<br /><br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-765284874477592323?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com3tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-15309094903725179192008-05-05T20:29:00.001+02:002008-12-08T22:02:40.779+01:00<div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">SALAMANCA, 01 y 02 Mayo 2008<br /><br /><br /></div><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: center"><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA2Qyg9ViI/AAAAAAAAAWA/u_K404BvTyY/s1600-h/DSCI0858.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5197213632051369506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SCA2Qyg9ViI/AAAAAAAAAWA/u_K404BvTyY/s400/DSCI0858.JPG" border="0" /></a></div></div><p>¿Por qué, Amaia? ¿POR QUÉ? ¿Es un dragón?¿Una mujer?¿Un moño? He aquí tu foto de la mujer preciosa con kamuche!!<br /><br /><br /></p><p><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISneeA1-eI/AAAAAAAAAao/zCHJJQ6dqNI/s1600-h/DSCI0864.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225485609551133154" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISneeA1-eI/AAAAAAAAAao/zCHJJQ6dqNI/s400/DSCI0864.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB8BJSg9VEI/AAAAAAAAAQ4/CkOEidHL1Ec/s1600-h/DSCI0864.JPG"></a>Típica estampa salmantina...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISoBtS_8KI/AAAAAAAAAaw/UxeEtzXfOhs/s1600-h/DSCI0861.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225486214949236898" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISoBtS_8KI/AAAAAAAAAaw/UxeEtzXfOhs/s400/DSCI0861.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />(Sara y Kamuche en el callejón de la muerta...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISot7WfJQI/AAAAAAAAAa4/BAwj-FL--0s/s1600-h/DSCI0870.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225486974636205314" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISot7WfJQI/AAAAAAAAAa4/BAwj-FL--0s/s400/DSCI0870.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB8AvCg9VDI/AAAAAAAAAQw/psqRouGGxo0/s1600-h/DSCI0870.JPG"></a>[Guía turístico a los guiris] - Tocar la liebre de la portada da buena suerte...<br />[Sara en tono elevado] - ¡Será mentirosa!<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISpdS_MTPI/AAAAAAAAAbA/E7FEDTp5MSQ/s1600-h/DSCI0872.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225487788434803954" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISpdS_MTPI/AAAAAAAAAbA/E7FEDTp5MSQ/s400/DSCI0872.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB8ANig9VCI/AAAAAAAAAQo/WCfvUjtTKjw/s1600-h/DSCI0872.JPG"></a>Lo tiré al pozo, miarma, lo tiré al pozo (8)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISpj-pkOtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/EA06AKSR7iM/s1600-h/DSCI0877.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225487903234472658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISpj-pkOtI/AAAAAAAAAbI/EA06AKSR7iM/s400/DSCI0877.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7_4Sg9VBI/AAAAAAAAAQg/Ggp3szJa2NA/s1600-h/DSCI0877.JPG"></a>-¡Vamos de paseo! Pí pí pí...<br /></p><p><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7_kCg9VAI/AAAAAAAAAQY/ynevVRe3bpY/s1600-h/DSCI0880.JPG"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISqW7TMURI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CWYKCdm_Hqg/s1600-h/DSCI0880.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225488778508652818" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISqW7TMURI/AAAAAAAAAbQ/CWYKCdm_Hqg/s400/DSCI0880.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISqgzASTaI/AAAAAAAAAbY/BxTGnlqI7SE/s1600-h/DSCI0884.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225488948080561570" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISqgzASTaI/AAAAAAAAAbY/BxTGnlqI7SE/s400/DSCI0884.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7_JCg9U_I/AAAAAAAAAQQ/SgjgioYsKwo/s1600-h/DSCI0884.JPG"></a>(¿Donde está Wallyuche?)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISrDDaXGnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/R4vIRMAO_1Q/s1600-h/imagen+064.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225489536600447602" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISrDDaXGnI/AAAAAAAAAbg/R4vIRMAO_1Q/s400/imagen+064.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9PNSg9VPI/AAAAAAAAASQ/cop1tJdcR3c/s1600-h/imagen+064.jpg"></a>Su nuevo amigo Perico :)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISryNjo00I/AAAAAAAAAbo/chILb01IZc4/s1600-h/imagen+079.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225490346777563970" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISryNjo00I/AAAAAAAAAbo/chILb01IZc4/s400/imagen+079.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9PSSg9VQI/AAAAAAAAASY/8ei2kAIirMA/s1600-h/imagen+079.jpg"></a>(Y David...)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISsevMLIgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/GklMZIq1n-4/s1600-h/imagen+076.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225491111720198658" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISsevMLIgI/AAAAAAAAAcA/GklMZIq1n-4/s400/imagen+076.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7-3ig9U-I/AAAAAAAAAQI/A3SIUXhHXVg/s1600-h/DSCI0887.JPG"></a>(En la barra del bar... ¡Alcoholico!)<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISr6s2UUpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/fA4F4F3QRCA/s1600-h/DSCI0894.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225490492616364690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISr6s2UUpI/AAAAAAAAAbw/fA4F4F3QRCA/s400/DSCI0894.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7-mSg9U9I/AAAAAAAAAQA/z-srsJwc-Kk/s1600-h/DSCI0894.JPG"></a>Kamuche corista...<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISsB-bgamI/AAAAAAAAAb4/64_-uZvBV4Q/s1600-h/DSCI0898.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225490617594833506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISsB-bgamI/AAAAAAAAAb4/64_-uZvBV4Q/s400/DSCI0898.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7-Uig9U8I/AAAAAAAAAP4/XWpuLC2UXao/s1600-h/DSCI0898.JPG"></a>Oh lalá! The cathedral!<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB79_ig9U7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/gXijsspKI04/s1600-h/DSCI0900.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196870288070759346" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB79_ig9U7I/AAAAAAAAAPw/gXijsspKI04/s400/DSCI0900.JPG" border="0" /></a>-Yo te bautizo con el nombre de Kamuche alias "El mocho". Puedes beber el agua...<br /><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISteBzFfRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Wh0J92qCjsI/s1600-h/imagen+087.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225492199047003410" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISteBzFfRI/AAAAAAAAAcI/Wh0J92qCjsI/s400/imagen+087.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISt7zwQvjI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EwqhPRctGSs/s1600-h/DSCI0908.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225492710673137202" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISt7zwQvjI/AAAAAAAAAcQ/EwqhPRctGSs/s400/DSCI0908.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB79tig9U6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/rj-jF7q1uJE/s1600-h/DSCI0904.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196869978833114018" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB79tig9U6I/AAAAAAAAAPo/rj-jF7q1uJE/s400/DSCI0904.JPG" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9PXCg9VRI/AAAAAAAAASg/NRjguKeWrTM/s1600-h/imagen+087.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB79byg9U5I/AAAAAAAAAPg/e41jfTl3TWs/s1600-h/DSCI0908.JPG"></a>Como los buenos universitarios ¡A la plaza Anaya!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9PkCg9VTI/AAAAAAAAASw/mM2ruDhXDL8/s1600-h/imagen+101.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISuNcMJY_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/wCL_7VvIHIs/s1600-h/imagen+101.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225493013585290226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISuNcMJY_I/AAAAAAAAAcg/wCL_7VvIHIs/s400/imagen+101.jpg" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9PeCg9VSI/AAAAAAAAASo/KO0xI4ItzXI/s1600-h/imagen+099.jpg"></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISuG1iaCnI/AAAAAAAAAcY/UFz3tjjovro/s1600-h/imagen+098.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225492900130458226" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISuG1iaCnI/AAAAAAAAAcY/UFz3tjjovro/s400/imagen+098.jpg" border="0" /></a>(Tino ninoní, taninonino nino nino ninoní...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISvrxXANlI/AAAAAAAAAco/CPf-4tx4E2U/s1600-h/DSCI0933.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225494634175673938" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISvrxXANlI/AAAAAAAAAco/CPf-4tx4E2U/s400/DSCI0933.jpg" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB79Cig9U3I/AAAAAAAAAPQ/G4608BxHXf4/s1600-h/DSCI0933.JPG"></a>La casa de las conchas...<br /><br /></p><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISwD7ojD0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/J5Ep3X_4gKY/s1600-h/DSCI0938.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5225495049250475842" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SISwD7ojD0I/AAAAAAAAAcw/J5Ep3X_4gKY/s400/DSCI0938.jpg" border="0" /></a>Y a la mañana siguiente...<br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB782Sg9U2I/AAAAAAAAAPI/23125Dx4bbM/s1600-h/DSCI0938.JPG"></a>[JESÚS] - Déjame despedirme de Kamuche...<br /><br /><br /><div style="TEXT-ALIGN: right">Burgos ----> </div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-1530909490372517919?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-42989792953699170952008-05-05T19:55:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:41.861+01:00<div style="text-align: right;">MÉRIDA, 01 Mayo 2008<br /><br /></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9LDig9VNI/AAAAAAAAASA/EM1MPxiFq3g/s1600-h/DSCI0847.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9LDig9VNI/AAAAAAAAASA/EM1MPxiFq3g/s400/DSCI0847.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196955019185575122" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9LXCg9VOI/AAAAAAAAASI/_j1gi7XiFDY/s1600-h/DSCI0846.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9LXCg9VOI/AAAAAAAAASI/_j1gi7XiFDY/s400/DSCI0846.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196955354193024226" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9J_ig9VLI/AAAAAAAAARw/bareylTPmt4/s1600-h/DSCI0850.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9J_ig9VLI/AAAAAAAAARw/bareylTPmt4/s400/DSCI0850.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196953850954470578" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9Kfyg9VMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qStxqj2hFvg/s1600-h/DSCI0849.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9Kfyg9VMI/AAAAAAAAAR4/qStxqj2hFvg/s400/DSCI0849.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196954405005251778" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9JwSg9VKI/AAAAAAAAARo/ZhfRv5Ax3jM/s1600-h/DSCI0851.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9JwSg9VKI/AAAAAAAAARo/ZhfRv5Ax3jM/s400/DSCI0851.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196953588961465506" border="0" /></a>(Kamuche beatlesiano!!)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9Jgig9VJI/AAAAAAAAARg/TJVNT8ERmzo/s1600-h/DSCI0852.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9Jgig9VJI/AAAAAAAAARg/TJVNT8ERmzo/s400/DSCI0852.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196953318378525842" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9JRCg9VII/AAAAAAAAARY/X6yWSd3_Fjk/s1600-h/DSCI0853.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9JRCg9VII/AAAAAAAAARY/X6yWSd3_Fjk/s400/DSCI0853.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196953052090553474" border="0" /></a>(Kamuche en Roma!!)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9JCCg9VHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/u7B43A186M0/s1600-h/DSCI0857.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB9JCCg9VHI/AAAAAAAAARQ/u7B43A186M0/s400/DSCI0857.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196952794392515698" border="0" /></a>¡Viva la República!<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">----> Salamanca<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-4298979295369917095?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-53594610405930843072008-05-05T13:53:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:43.921+01:00Aprovechando que el Pisuegra pasa por Valladolid y que Sara estaba en Sevilla, ¿Por qué no llevarnos a Kamuche a la playa?<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB74NCg9UuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JXgzwSYwl3o/s1600-h/DSCI0283.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB74NCg9UuI/AAAAAAAAAOI/JXgzwSYwl3o/s400/DSCI0283.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196863922929226466" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB75YCg9UxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5nIGz2rNbWY/s1600-h/DSCI0273.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB75YCg9UxI/AAAAAAAAAOg/5nIGz2rNbWY/s400/DSCI0273.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196865211419415314" border="0" /></a>(Foto de familia...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB74tCg9UwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KA6Cntir5Qk/s1600-h/DSCI0274.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB74tCg9UwI/AAAAAAAAAOY/KA6Cntir5Qk/s400/DSCI0274.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196864472685040386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB75-yg9UzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BOzj6GvJwyo/s1600-h/DSCI0270.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB75-yg9UzI/AAAAAAAAAOw/BOzj6GvJwyo/s400/DSCI0270.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196865877139346226" border="0" /></a>(Admirando al príncipe muerto que esculpió su mamá Ana...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB75nCg9UyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/mT3AsJ0h8wA/s1600-h/DSCI0271.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB75nCg9UyI/AAAAAAAAAOo/mT3AsJ0h8wA/s400/DSCI0271.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196865469117453090" border="0" /></a>(Y el boquete que fabricaron mamá Sara y papá jesús...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB74bSg9UvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/h7edU0Ho53s/s1600-h/DSCI0276.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB74bSg9UvI/AAAAAAAAAOQ/h7edU0Ho53s/s400/DSCI0276.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196864167742362354" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB732Sg9UtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gGOJCVe9ztg/s1600-h/DSCI0292.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB732Sg9UtI/AAAAAAAAAOA/gGOJCVe9ztg/s400/DSCI0292.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196863532087202514" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72dyg9UqI/AAAAAAAAANo/fekawx86r4w/s1600-h/imagen_027.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72dyg9UqI/AAAAAAAAANo/fekawx86r4w/s400/imagen_027.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196862011668779682" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72XSg9UpI/AAAAAAAAANg/sRIzys0sxkY/s1600-h/imagen_029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72XSg9UpI/AAAAAAAAANg/sRIzys0sxkY/s400/imagen_029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196861899999629970" border="0" /></a>- Say cheeeeeeesse!!<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">(Y por la noche...)<br /></div>Cuando paso por el puente Triana, contigo vida míiiia (8) Viviendo la pre-feria de Mairena ¡Manzanilla en vena! Toda una nueva saga de amigos bejaraouis de Kamuche...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB73mSg9UsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZULiG_3Cfm8/s1600-h/DSCI0310.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB73mSg9UsI/AAAAAAAAAN4/ZULiG_3Cfm8/s400/DSCI0310.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196863257209295554" border="0" /></a><br />Las despedidas son lo que tienen... a veces son trágicas, otras románticas y la de las dos nuevas almas gemelas es dramática sin duda alguna. Nada más que hay que ver la cara de Kamuche cuando empieza y la sonrisa cuando se da cuenta de la cámara :)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72Ryg9UoI/AAAAAAAAANY/9-L32lyqptk/s1600-h/imagen_040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72Ryg9UoI/AAAAAAAAANY/9-L32lyqptk/s400/imagen_040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196861805510349442" border="0" /></a>(Papá Jesús, papá David...)<br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72Nig9UnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/69glsJ8AasM/s1600-h/imagen_041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72Nig9UnI/AAAAAAAAANQ/69glsJ8AasM/s400/imagen_041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196861732495905394" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72Hig9UmI/AAAAAAAAANI/g7XaUSvF_Ig/s1600-h/imagen_042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB72Hig9UmI/AAAAAAAAANI/g7XaUSvF_Ig/s400/imagen_042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196861629416690274" border="0" /></a><br /><div style="text-align: right;">Sevilla, Del 28 al 30 de Marzo de 2008<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-5359461040593084307?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-10326431892561585962008-05-05T13:15:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:45.448+01:00Todo empezó un Domingo de Ramos, con dos costaleros recién salidos de la Oración en el huerto... y haciendo amigos: Triana y el cerdo catalán.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7vbSg9UaI/AAAAAAAAALo/v2MsIWvpVEU/s1600-h/P1010028.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7vbSg9UaI/AAAAAAAAALo/v2MsIWvpVEU/s400/P1010028.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196854272137712034" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7vuig9UbI/AAAAAAAAALw/ibBJyDYVnwQ/s1600-h/P1010029.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7vuig9UbI/AAAAAAAAALw/ibBJyDYVnwQ/s400/P1010029.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196854602850193842" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7v4ig9UcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rzfsVvINNn0/s1600-h/P1010030.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7v4ig9UcI/AAAAAAAAAL4/rzfsVvINNn0/s400/P1010030.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196854774648885698" border="0" /></a><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7wIyg9UdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wa_1RsgOlYM/s1600-h/P1010032.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7wIyg9UdI/AAAAAAAAAMA/wa_1RsgOlYM/s400/P1010032.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196855053821759954" border="0" /></a><br />Amaia había venido a ver qué se cocía por Sevilla con tanto folclore y tanto sevillanito suelto... ¡Ohhh es Semana Santa!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7z1ig9UlI/AAAAAAAAANA/kaP-UVnhY0Q/s1600-h/DSCI0069.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7z1ig9UlI/AAAAAAAAANA/kaP-UVnhY0Q/s400/DSCI0069.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196859121155789394" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7zTCg9UkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/exKzgNbQzAU/s1600-h/DSCI0071.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7zTCg9UkI/AAAAAAAAAM4/exKzgNbQzAU/s400/DSCI0071.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196858528450302530" border="0" /></a><br />Con kamuche de cervezas frente a la Catedral :P<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7zDig9UjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dzl_aFvpPR0/s1600-h/DSCI0099.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7zDig9UjI/AAAAAAAAAMw/dzl_aFvpPR0/s400/DSCI0099.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196858262162330162" border="0" /></a><br />Y luego esperar y esperar a que la virgen del museo pasara... ufff qué de gente!! El niño estaba demasiado cansado, así que lo mejor sería dejarle reposar después de tanta cofradía...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7yySg9UiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZGV82JDUBok/s1600-h/DSCI0098.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7yySg9UiI/AAAAAAAAAMo/ZGV82JDUBok/s400/DSCI0098.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196857965809586722" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7yQSg9UhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/x1KLtb2Eikg/s1600-h/DSCI0101.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7yQSg9UhI/AAAAAAAAAMg/x1KLtb2Eikg/s400/DSCI0101.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196857381694034450" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7x8yg9UgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qyAzcF9e1aE/s1600-h/DSCI0105.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7x8yg9UgI/AAAAAAAAAMY/qyAzcF9e1aE/s400/DSCI0105.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196857046686585346" border="0" /></a>(Mirada maternal...)<br /><br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7xrSg9UfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BJitYguep-4/s1600-h/DSCI0106.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7xrSg9UfI/AAAAAAAAAMQ/BJitYguep-4/s400/DSCI0106.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196856746038874610" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7xdig9UeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/izDIO2PQ5oE/s1600-h/DSCI0116.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/SB7xdig9UeI/AAAAAAAAAMI/izDIO2PQ5oE/s400/DSCI0116.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5196856509815673314" border="0" /></a>(Pose paternal...)<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;">Sevilla, Semana Santa 2008<br /></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-1032643189256158596?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-1811861550862238202007-08-30T18:35:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:45.686+01:00Esperando que Amaia cuelgue las Fiestas Grandes de Bilbao...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rtbx8tY1N1I/AAAAAAAAALg/gXu6Zmi5h1A/s1600-h/IMG_1312.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rtbx8tY1N1I/AAAAAAAAALg/gXu6Zmi5h1A/s400/IMG_1312.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104533252949227346" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-181186155086223820?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com1tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-29552504947259460002007-08-29T18:26:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:47.321+01:00<div><div><div><div><div><div><div>Cambió de país por tercera vez en el verano y fue su primera vez de camping...<br /><br /><p align="right"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104161411860608690" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWfwtY1NrI/AAAAAAAAAKM/xwcIAXRB2mk/s400/DSCI0015.JPG" border="0" /><span style="font-size:85%;">Cruzando la ría..</span><br /><br /></p><div align="left">Acampando en medio de la isla<br /></div><div align="left"></div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104162116235245250" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWgZtY1NsI/AAAAAAAAAKU/V_4TBh-VCm8/s400/DSCI0032.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104162687465895634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWg69Y1NtI/AAAAAAAAAKc/GQaYqGk2d10/s400/DSCI0035.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104163215746873058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWhZtY1NuI/AAAAAAAAAKk/bHu3iIHVv70/s400/DSCI0034.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104163739732883186" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWh4NY1NvI/AAAAAAAAAKs/jB2GzOT4qsI/s400/DSCI0038.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><p>Y por fin pisó la playa !!!!</p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104164061855430402" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWiK9Y1NwI/AAAAAAAAAK0/vHlA9cOeAc4/s400/DSCI0039.JPG" border="0" /><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104165023928104722" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWjC9Y1NxI/AAAAAAAAAK8/YGV9ZkNLAZI/s400/DSCI0042.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104165517849343778" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWjftY1NyI/AAAAAAAAALE/qpCFypAaLso/s400/DSCI0045.JPG" border="0" /></p></div></div></div></div></div></div><br /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104165955936007986" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtWj5NY1NzI/AAAAAAAAALM/J3LIdbRaqYc/s400/DSCI0048.JPG" border="0" /><br /><p></p><p>Y de vuelta a casa... preparando su próxima internacional: Bilbao!!</p></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-2955250494725946000?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-91818309158292916182007-08-13T14:08:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:49.139+01:00<div><br /><br /><br /><div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div>1. FERIA DE CEUTA 2 de Agosto de 2oo7</div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101066090483586770" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqglSsQltI/AAAAAAAAAH8/vJHu3MsU0j8/s400/Imagen+12721.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div>su primera vez en barco....de paseo en el ferry!</div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101066103368488674" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqgmCsQluI/AAAAAAAAAIE/HNYNZLjJNhk/s400/DSCI0552_1.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div>Y luego de paseo por la feria...el mu fiestero</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101066399721232130" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rsqg3SsQlwI/AAAAAAAAAIU/zFyOKwyw7iw/s400/IMG_0008_1.jpg" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div>con su mami rueda...mu fiestera ellla también, sin duda</div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101067533592598370" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rsqh5SsQl2I/AAAAAAAAAJE/Eg4jeN5UxIo/s400/IMG_0004.JPG" border="0" /></div><br /><br /><div>en los cacharritos!!!!</div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101070458465327026" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqkjisQl7I/AAAAAAAAAJs/P7KCSvwe8w0/s400/IMG_0005_1.jpg" border="0" />y apenado por sus amiguitos encerraditos...<br /><br /><div></div><br /><br /><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101066635944433442" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqhFCsQlyI/AAAAAAAAAIk/vf0lLRNi5QY/s400/IMG_0016.jpg" border="0" /><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101070467055261634" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqkkCsQl8I/AAAAAAAAAJ0/wANYAysVP1M/s400/IMG_0009.jpg" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>durante el concierto, kamuche bailó con sus mamás ana e irene</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101070995336239058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqlCysQl9I/AAAAAAAAAJ8/7Hdbbv78C_4/s400/IMG_0055.JPG" border="0" /></div><div></div><div>y después se quedó dormido en el maletín de marta</div><div>y jesús,el único papá presente, arrebatador [;)] le da un besito...dulces sueños</div><div><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqiWisQl5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/UePkrElepEo/s1600-h/IMG_0058_1.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101068036103772050" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqiWisQl5I/AAAAAAAAAJc/UePkrElepEo/s400/IMG_0058_1.JPG" border="0" /></a></div><div></div><div></div><div>que hay que levantarse temprano para montar en el ferry e irnos a...</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101069681076246434" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rsqj2SsQl6I/AAAAAAAAAJk/UaOqiHhPlf8/s400/DSCI0550.JPG" border="0" /></div><div>2. GIBRALTAR Kamuche en Inglaterra, the return. 3 de Agoste de 2oo7</div><div><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5098180989280777506" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: pointer; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsBgmTK69SI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8NJaTU_TI7I/s400/Gibraltar.gif" border="0" /><a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqhkCsQlzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AHx7GpDLSdw/s1600-h/DSCI0002.JPG"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101067168520378162" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsqhkCsQlzI/AAAAAAAAAIs/AHx7GpDLSdw/s400/DSCI0002.JPG" border="0" /></a><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5101067529297631058" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rsqh5CsQl1I/AAAAAAAAAI8/0BpaUMJfV9I/s400/DSCI0613.JPG" border="0" /><br /><br /><br /><br /><br /><div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RsBgmTK69SI/AAAAAAAAAH0/8NJaTU_TI7I/s1600-h/Gibraltar.gif"></a></div></div></div></div><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-9181830915829291618?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-69114728193055287712007-07-26T14:36:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:49.878+01:00Kamuche tenía que felicitarme por mi santo, así que pusimos rumbo a Triana<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiWCDK69LI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Dyr7iAM2vrY/s1600-h/DSCI0517.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiWCDK69LI/AAAAAAAAAHA/Dyr7iAM2vrY/s400/DSCI0517.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091484340697363634" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Posando con la parejita...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiXKDK69PI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R3HCBkwDBEU/s1600-h/DSCI0516.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiXKDK69PI/AAAAAAAAAHg/R3HCBkwDBEU/s400/DSCI0516.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091485577647944946" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Con el que no se quería ir...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiW7TK69OI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aP9WrKFC78A/s1600-h/DSCI0514.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiW7TK69OI/AAAAAAAAAHY/aP9WrKFC78A/s400/DSCI0514.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091485324244874466" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Y con su nuevo amigo, Javi...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiWnzK69NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f62C3fr6hq8/s1600-h/DSCI0515.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiWnzK69NI/AAAAAAAAAHQ/f62C3fr6hq8/s400/DSCI0515.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091484989237425362" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Triana es mucho Triana y en Triana hay que morir (8)<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiWWTK69MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NUTuU4U1a68/s1600-h/DSCI0518.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiWWTK69MI/AAAAAAAAAHI/NUTuU4U1a68/s400/DSCI0518.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091484688589714626" border="0" /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-6911472819305528771?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-84296219430984980552007-07-25T16:01:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:54.149+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiSADK69KI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5rRD3iNtsek/s1600-h/IMG_0029.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiSADK69KI/AAAAAAAAAG4/5rRD3iNtsek/s400/IMG_0029.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091479908291114146" border="0" /></a><br />Kamuche tenía que conocer su entorno natal, la Sevilla de sus amores... Empezamos por la niña de sus ojos, la Giralda.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiR5zK69JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZZPuz6JE8OQ/s1600-h/IMG_0049.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiR5zK69JI/AAAAAAAAAGw/ZZPuz6JE8OQ/s400/IMG_0049.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091479800916931730" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Subiendo cuestas y más cuestas...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRwDK69II/AAAAAAAAAGo/0vSCcWPua2M/s1600-h/IMG_0040.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRwDK69II/AAAAAAAAAGo/0vSCcWPua2M/s400/IMG_0040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091479633413207170" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRnzK69HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hm-ucWNCHtI/s1600-h/IMG_0042.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRnzK69HI/AAAAAAAAAGg/Hm-ucWNCHtI/s400/IMG_0042.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091479491679286386" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRhDK69GI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ghQItkDE43g/s1600-h/IMG_0046.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRhDK69GI/AAAAAAAAAGY/ghQItkDE43g/s400/IMG_0046.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091479375715169378" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Cristo fusión kamuche-Irene...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRXDK69FI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MDhwdG-6ta0/s1600-h/IMG_0041.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRXDK69FI/AAAAAAAAAGQ/MDhwdG-6ta0/s400/IMG_0041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091479203916477522" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Ummmm interesante historia...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRRDK69EI/AAAAAAAAAGI/E1rzrYGsl-M/s1600-h/IMG_0047.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRRDK69EI/AAAAAAAAAGI/E1rzrYGsl-M/s400/IMG_0047.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091479100837262402" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Javi empujando a Kamuche desde lo alto de la Giralda. ¡Por Dios, que nunca tenga un hijo!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRGjK69DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-JqWE54cTpc/s1600-h/IMG_0025.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiRGjK69DI/AAAAAAAAAGA/-JqWE54cTpc/s400/IMG_0025.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091478920448635954" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQ2jK69CI/AAAAAAAAAF4/uwpgwNP_0rc/s1600-h/IMG_0035.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQ2jK69CI/AAAAAAAAAF4/uwpgwNP_0rc/s400/IMG_0035.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091478645570728994" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Normal, si no lo quieren, el bicho se suicida... El sufrimiento de una madre...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQuTK69BI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fPTiJo7oH0g/s1600-h/IMG_0026.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQuTK69BI/AAAAAAAAAFw/fPTiJo7oH0g/s400/IMG_0026.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091478503836808210" border="0" /></a><br /><br />La reconciliación... Hay que comprender que está en una edad dificil, la adolescencia de las vacas es aun peor que la de las personas...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQpDK69AI/AAAAAAAAAFo/73F5MakggEk/s1600-h/IMG_0037.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQpDK69AI/AAAAAAAAAFo/73F5MakggEk/s400/IMG_0037.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091478413642494978" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQVjK68_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/mvQww3dGCfs/s1600-h/IMG_0038.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQVjK68_I/AAAAAAAAAFg/mvQww3dGCfs/s400/IMG_0038.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091478078635045874" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQBjK68-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/5_kbGjjN3Ek/s1600-h/IMG_0056.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiQBjK68-I/AAAAAAAAAFY/5_kbGjjN3Ek/s400/IMG_0056.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091477735037662178" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Su primer trabajo. Kamuche es oficialmente cochero o conductor de coches de caballos, depende del caché que quiera tomar :P<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiPpzK689I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7MXjxsvVOrY/s1600-h/IMG_0058.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiPpzK689I/AAAAAAAAAFQ/7MXjxsvVOrY/s400/IMG_0058.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091477327015769042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiO1DK688I/AAAAAAAAAFI/iyVMeDmcXro/s1600-h/IMG_0059.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiO1DK688I/AAAAAAAAAFI/iyVMeDmcXro/s400/IMG_0059.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091476420777669570" border="0" /></a><br /><br />Se amplía la familia. Javi, Irene, Ana, Kamuche y Jesús de camino al museo de Bellas Artes.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiOVzK687I/AAAAAAAAAFA/yXOErZeHABQ/s1600-h/DSCI0482.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiOVzK687I/AAAAAAAAAFA/yXOErZeHABQ/s400/DSCI0482.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091475883906757554" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Modos alternativos de suicidio...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiOCzK686I/AAAAAAAAAE4/eJoy5g86O7w/s1600-h/DSCI0483.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiOCzK686I/AAAAAAAAAE4/eJoy5g86O7w/s400/DSCI0483.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091475557489243042" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiN0DK685I/AAAAAAAAAEw/qRVvV6Yfb8M/s1600-h/DSCI0486.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiN0DK685I/AAAAAAAAAEw/qRVvV6Yfb8M/s400/DSCI0486.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091475304086172562" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />De escaqueo con una escultura de Martínez Montañes...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiNkzK684I/AAAAAAAAAEo/p27zLZePFfM/s1600-h/DSCI0487.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiNkzK684I/AAAAAAAAAEo/p27zLZePFfM/s400/DSCI0487.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091475042093167490" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Y con la planchadora con la de seguridad a las espaldas, jajajja.<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiNXzK683I/AAAAAAAAAEg/sDVwmdxbbbc/s1600-h/DSCI0489.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiNXzK683I/AAAAAAAAAEg/sDVwmdxbbbc/s400/DSCI0489.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091474818754868082" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Ponte el cinturón, protege tu vida, tu seguridad es muy importante...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiNDTK682I/AAAAAAAAAEY/IgvfpSs1koo/s1600-h/DSCI0490.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiNDTK682I/AAAAAAAAAEY/IgvfpSs1koo/s400/DSCI0490.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091474466567549794" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />De la ventana del coche para afuera... Suicidio III<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiMyzK681I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uNs0fgElJBE/s1600-h/DSCI0504.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiMyzK681I/AAAAAAAAAEQ/uNs0fgElJBE/s400/DSCI0504.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091474183099708242" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Orgulloso militante de los Rolling e independentista catalán, ¿Para cuándo un recuerdo de Sevilla?<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiMkDK680I/AAAAAAAAAEI/C5FOBg2Jn3w/s1600-h/DSCI0510.JPG"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqiMkDK680I/AAAAAAAAAEI/C5FOBg2Jn3w/s400/DSCI0510.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091473929696637762" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdYPTK68XI/AAAAAAAAAAg/337kys4WkD0/s1600-h/DSCI0486.JPG"><br /></a><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-8429621943098498055?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com0tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-51659921016844442672007-07-25T15:28:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:56.444+01:00<a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdqFTK68tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oT-1d4TpAl0/s1600-h/familia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdqFTK68tI/AAAAAAAAADQ/oT-1d4TpAl0/s400/familia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091154543043605202" border="0" /></a>Segundo vuelo de altura de Kamuche. Esta vez el destino era Barcelona...<br /><br />- Perdona, ¿Le pude poner el cinturón al dinosaurio?<br />- Es una vaca y si me da el cinturón que ha utilizado de muestra se lo pongo.<br />- Métalo debajo del asiento delantero<br />- (Bajito) Es que tiene miedo....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdqBjK68sI/AAAAAAAAADI/-S7InN7S48Y/s1600-h/avion.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdqBjK68sI/AAAAAAAAADI/-S7InN7S48Y/s400/avion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091154478619095746" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />Paseando por el parque Güell<br /><br /><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rqdp-DK68rI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSSfb805xzo/s1600-h/paseando.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rqdp-DK68rI/AAAAAAAAADA/ZSSfb805xzo/s400/paseando.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091154418489553586" border="0" /></a><span style="font-size:78%;"><span style="font-size:100%;"><br /></span></span></div><div style="text-align: right;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rqdp4zK68qI/AAAAAAAAAC4/08NK61K2BIw/s1600-h/vistasguell.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rqdp4zK68qI/AAAAAAAAAC4/08NK61K2BIw/s400/vistasguell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091154328295240354" border="0" /></a><span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:78%;" ><br /><br /></span></div><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpxzK68pI/AAAAAAAAACw/lYyr9zdb9Cw/s1600-h/guell.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpxzK68pI/AAAAAAAAACw/lYyr9zdb9Cw/s400/guell.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091154208036156050" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Intenté seducirle, pero se resistió...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdppjK68oI/AAAAAAAAACo/eWeNeeDxnlI/s1600-h/julieta.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdppjK68oI/AAAAAAAAACo/eWeNeeDxnlI/s400/julieta.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091154066302235266" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpmDK68nI/AAAAAAAAACg/D-RnWCKxtD0/s1600-h/amenaza.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpmDK68nI/AAAAAAAAACg/D-RnWCKxtD0/s400/amenaza.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091154006172693106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Se cabreó con Jesús...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpiDK68mI/AAAAAAAAACY/9neZxdCHSvg/s1600-h/enfado.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpiDK68mI/AAAAAAAAACY/9neZxdCHSvg/s400/enfado.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153937453216354" border="0" /></a><br />Se reconciliaron...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpejK68lI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6g7DXKwKLvA/s1600-h/reconciliacion.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpejK68lI/AAAAAAAAACQ/6g7DXKwKLvA/s400/reconciliacion.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153877323674194" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Misión conseguida. ¡¡Kamuche conquistó la cima de la salamandra Güell!!<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpYTK68kI/AAAAAAAAACI/PSiO07bcVkc/s1600-h/salamandra.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpYTK68kI/AAAAAAAAACI/PSiO07bcVkc/s400/salamandra.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153769949491778" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Se fotografió en la Sagrada Familia...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpUDK68jI/AAAAAAAAACA/YxHZpyEhPEM/s1600-h/sagradafamilia.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpUDK68jI/AAAAAAAAACA/YxHZpyEhPEM/s400/sagradafamilia.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153696935047730" border="0" /></a><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpQTK68iI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3-uu_V2XabE/s1600-h/detalle.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpQTK68iI/AAAAAAAAAB4/3-uu_V2XabE/s400/detalle.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153632510538274" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Descubrió el consolador de Barcelona...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpLzK68hI/AAAAAAAAABw/0oPl3y1M5ew/s1600-h/consolador.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpLzK68hI/AAAAAAAAABw/0oPl3y1M5ew/s400/consolador.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153555201126930" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Tuvo incluso su primer idilio con una niña llamada Andrea...<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpGDK68gI/AAAAAAAAABo/fBj8OtxFgXc/s1600-h/idilio.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpGDK68gI/AAAAAAAAABo/fBj8OtxFgXc/s400/idilio.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153456416879106" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Conoció a la Dolly catalana, Sara....<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpBjK68fI/AAAAAAAAABg/EbmseM3Ry7w/s1600-h/sara.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqdpBjK68fI/AAAAAAAAABg/EbmseM3Ry7w/s400/sara.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153379107467762" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br /><br />Y como buen viandante de Las Ramblas, obtuvo su foto más cara: 1€<br /><br /><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rqdo9zK68eI/AAAAAAAAABY/EED_aiQ9gWs/s1600-h/rock.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/Rqdo9zK68eI/AAAAAAAAABY/EED_aiQ9gWs/s400/rock.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091153314682958306" border="0" /></a><br /><br /><br />[...] Aterrizando en Sevilla:<br /><br />- Perdone, creo que ese lápiz es de su animal...<br /><br />¡Que perra con insultar a kamuche en los aviones!<br /><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><br /><span style="color: rgb(255, 255, 255);">.</span><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-5165992101684444267?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com2tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-1898446065101399814.post-57895509457812807992007-07-25T14:50:00.000+02:002008-12-08T22:02:58.376+01:00Kamuche voló con nosotros dos en un casi improvisado viaje a Londres el 2 de Julio de 2007<br /><div style="text-align: left;"><br />su primer viaje del que guarda un pequeño recuerdo figurativo y muchos recuerdos imaginativos.<br /><br />Camuche habitó mi maleta y nuestro cuarto en Sussex Gardens.<br /><br />Aqui lo tenéis de paseito por Hyde Park.<br /><br /><br /><div style="text-align: left;"><a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtbwitY1N0I/AAAAAAAAALY/43FBq3hdaSA/s1600-h/Imagen%2B12424.jpg"><img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RtbwitY1N0I/AAAAAAAAALY/43FBq3hdaSA/s400/Imagen%2B12424.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5104531706761000770" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepjDK68vI/AAAAAAAAADg/GHGtqXLYrS4/s1600-h/Imagen+12421.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091224323377263346" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepjDK68vI/AAAAAAAAADg/GHGtqXLYrS4/s400/Imagen+12421.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqeqPDK68zI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jQRp7J2hOZs/s1600-h/Imagen+12430.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091225079291507506" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqeqPDK68zI/AAAAAAAAAEA/jQRp7J2hOZs/s400/Imagen+12430.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepizK68uI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ETeTFzBJ_w/s1600-h/Imagen+12417.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091224319082296034" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepizK68uI/AAAAAAAAADY/1ETeTFzBJ_w/s400/Imagen+12417.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepjjK68wI/AAAAAAAAADo/zbiCmyMo_yI/s1600-h/Imagen+12426.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091224331967197954" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepjjK68wI/AAAAAAAAADo/zbiCmyMo_yI/s400/Imagen+12426.jpg" border="0" /></a><a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepjzK68xI/AAAAAAAAADw/JiMTo4GfVVE/s1600-h/Imagen+12427.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091224336262165266" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepjzK68xI/AAAAAAAAADw/JiMTo4GfVVE/s400/Imagen+12427.jpg" border="0" /></a>y que todo el mundo te mire por la calle y se pregunte porqué abrazas un muñeco y vas de la mano de un hombre tan alto, con esa gorra de niña chica, en fin, grandes momentos los de una aventura que al fin y al cabo, ya estan en esa cajita de recuerdos imaginaria que en esta familia le hemos colocado al amigo queer.<br /><br /></div><br /><a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepkDK68yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L1ztfTAOd58/s1600-h/Imagen+12428.jpg"><img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5091224340557132578" style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center;" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_VsucgoLl7Bk/RqepkDK68yI/AAAAAAAAAD4/L1ztfTAOd58/s400/Imagen+12428.jpg" border="0" /></a><br />el verano de 2007 es solo el principio, y este animalito no forma parte de una familia cualquiera...</div><div> </div><p style="text-align: left;">con esas cuatro madres y esos aliados...no dudo que este flog llegará a ser un autentico caos de lugares, colores y formas.</p><div style="text-align: left;"> </div><p style="text-align: left;">besos a todos.</p><div style="text-align: left;"><br /></div><p style="text-align: left;"> </p><p style="text-align: left;">rueda</p><div class="blogger-post-footer"><img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/1898446065101399814-5789550945781280799?l=kamuche.blogspot.com' alt='' /></div>Kamuchehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10254092979494553485noreply@blogger.com1