<?xml version='1.0' encoding='UTF-8'?><?xml-stylesheet href="http://www.blogger.com/styles/atom.css" type="text/css"?><feed xmlns='http://www.w3.org/2005/Atom' xmlns:openSearch='http://a9.com/-/spec/opensearchrss/1.0/' xmlns:georss='http://www.georss.org/georss' xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33587349</id><updated>2011-04-21T18:50:48.365-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Xavi's Journey</title><subtitle type='html'>Hi, here you'll find the comments and histories about my trips. By the very  moment, I set up tis blog talking about my next trip to Georgia and Armenia.</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://xtarafa-journey.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33587349/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtarafa-journey.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>xtarafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349149737837280979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>2</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33587349.post-115722518611933477</id><published>2006-09-02T12:17:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-09-02T12:44:02.386-07:00</updated><title type='text'>The journey begins</title><content type='html'>I never thought how many anecdotes would carrya Barcelona Tblilis flight.&lt;br /&gt;On friday 1st, I had to work till 15:00 and then my dad had to take me directly from the office to Barcelona airport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;First I had to meet my father somewhere in front of the office building but I had forgotten his mobile number so I just went out the street to look for it. I took the wrong direction and was a college who recognize my father (qwuite easy, a car, with a bicycle, backpack and painers inside) and indicates him where I was.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in the car while heading to the highway I checked if I had all the documents: Air tickets and passport. But the passport wasn't there. Were the hell is it?  Before leaving work I did a ... FOTOCOPY of it !!! Damm !!! it's in the office.&lt;br /&gt;Dad,stop !!!&lt;br /&gt;Back to the office, direct to the fotocopy machine, and right there, smashed between the cover and the glass my passport.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nothing else till the airport. No problem, sending the bicycle but not the same with my backpack, with the walking sticks and piolet outside. It needed a special box provided by Lufthansa. However, the boy in charge of this stuff, it is not there. It is not till 17:30 that they are able to take the backpack to the airplane. I've had to be more than hour and a half checking it to get sure they did (just in case).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Once in Munich I get surpised in how modern is the airport. While heading to my boarding gate I see a brand new PRIVATE shop with its videos, afrodisiac wines and sex toys for anyone who wish buy them.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I take the plane to Tbilisi with some delay but not other inconvenience till the final destination.&lt;br /&gt;However, once there, I didn't find David, my contact for climbing Kazbegi but he apeared at last half past four, one hour afeter arrival and when I was starting to consider quite seriously to surrender to taxi drivers and take a ride to some centric hotel.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;At least, I reached the guesthouse about 5:00 a.m in the morning, quite tired. A fantastic flat centraly located. With a really big room with 4m high cellings, 4 beds, a sofa and a fireplace, and a host, who told me she was matemathician and painter, her dauther painter too with exibhitions held in Moscow galleries and already preparing a exhibition in Washington.&lt;br /&gt;The trip had begun.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33587349-115722518611933477?l=xtarafa-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33587349/posts/default/115722518611933477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33587349/posts/default/115722518611933477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtarafa-journey.blogspot.com/2006/09/journey-begins.html' title='The journey begins'/><author><name>xtarafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349149737837280979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-33587349.post-115694287086850268</id><published>2006-08-30T05:49:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2006-08-30T06:02:24.573-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Transcaucasia 2006.</title><content type='html'>Just a couple of days before departing to the transcaucasian republics I set this blog where you'll able to follow my trip.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;On Friday Sept 1st I will depart to tbilisi on my second trip to the region.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The aim of the trip is:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- To visit Armenia again: I discovered Armenia on 2003  but I coudn't visit lots of places and I focused on sight around Erevan. On this trip I wish to visit the south, Lake Van region and alaverdi monasteries (on Unesco world heritage list).&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Try to get into Karabakh: Karabakh is an Armenian region within oficial Azeri border. Righ now it is an independent country recognized only in Armenia since there was a war on the early 90 for its independences from Azerbajan. Nowadays there is an state of no war no peace, with a cease of fire which has already last for more than a decade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- Discover Georgia: On 2003 I crossed the country in less than 36 hour on my  way to Armenia from Turkey. It was enought to know the country worthed a visit.  On this trip I'll focuse on the central and western parts of the country. The eastern-most part of the country will be on another trip, still I do not know when, but probably convined with Azerbaijan.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;- A little bit of mountaneering. Georgia is surrounded by the caucasus range. I should try to climb some peak, shoudn't I? Mt Kazbeg (5.033m) has been choosed. Will I get to the summit????&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/33587349-115694287086850268?l=xtarafa-journey.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33587349/posts/default/115694287086850268'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/33587349/posts/default/115694287086850268'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://xtarafa-journey.blogspot.com/2006/08/transcaucasia-2006.html' title='Transcaucasia 2006.'/><author><name>xtarafa</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/11349149737837280979</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author></entry></feed>
