<?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-401755477715748649</id><updated>2012-02-10T11:10:21.912Z</updated><title type='text'>Guitarra e mochila</title><subtitle type='html'>Era assim que eu me vía a percorrer o mundo...</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default?start-index=101&amp;max-results=100'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>384</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-5958496447946117727</id><published>2012-02-10T00:18:00.004Z</published><updated>2012-02-10T10:13:55.262Z</updated><title type='text'>Tudo às 3 pancadas....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lw5pw28IybA/TzRoryQTuTI/AAAAAAAACEM/_WuaVpHsEFs/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707301729219098930" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lw5pw28IybA/TzRoryQTuTI/AAAAAAAACEM/_WuaVpHsEFs/s400/2.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-brUQmMUr_As/TzRorpvJ_8I/AAAAAAAACEE/XZI4jArVcxE/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 238px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5707301726932565954" border="0" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-brUQmMUr_As/TzRorpvJ_8I/AAAAAAAACEE/XZI4jArVcxE/s400/1.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desafiaram-me a participar num workshop para aprender a fazer pão e eu, pouco exagerada, fiz logo 2 no mesmo dia. Mas ainda bem, porque um foi muito mau e o outro foi &lt;a href="http://www.kissthecook.pt/"&gt;muito bom&lt;/a&gt;. Depois ofereceram-me pelo ano novo chinês, farinha, fermento e deram-me a receita do pão preguiçoso. Pela 1a vez segui uma receita quase a preceito... mas fiquei no quase. &lt;div&gt;Hoje como tenho uma amiga que faz anos e gostei bastante quando no Natal me ofereceram um pão caseiro feito por mãos &lt;a href="http://diasmaiores.blogspot.com/"&gt;amigas&lt;/a&gt;, decidi arriscar e os pães estão no forno. Sim, pães, porque eu, não encontrei farinha igual à que me ofertaram, e só havia farinha que diziam ser para máquina de pão. Tal não impediu que a comprasse e tentasse fazer pão. Mas enganei-me na quantidade de água, botei fermento, mas depois descobri que aquilo já tinha tal ingrediente e coloquei sal a olho e.... tb já tinha o dito cujo. Não me inibi, e foi tudo para o forno na mesma.... 3 panitos que poderão ser uma surpresa!!&lt;div&gt;Porém quando me apercebo que tal pode não sair bem, fui comprar mais farinha e mais fermento e, não havia novamente da outra farinha que eu gostei e só havia de trigo. Eu gosto de multicereais e comprei uma biológica alemã que tinha a receita em português mas com muitos passos que não explicavam.... lá está.... aldrabei a receita, foi tudo a olho, a massa era super pegajosa, mas também já está no forno. Continuo a borrifar o forno com uma bisnaga, e o resultado é este que se vê nas fotos. Amanhã de manhã ao pequeno almoço, provarei cada um dos tipos de massa e o mais saboroso será o presente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Lá está, vai tudo às 3 pancadas, mas até nem corre muito.... mal!!! ;-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;10h de 10/2 - Agora que já tomei o pequeno almoço, posso assegurar que qualquer um dos dois estão super-saborosos. Hum, desta até me saí bem!! Maravilha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-5958496447946117727?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/5958496447946117727/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=5958496447946117727' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5958496447946117727'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5958496447946117727'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/02/tudo-as-3-pancadas.html' title='Tudo às 3 pancadas....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Lw5pw28IybA/TzRoryQTuTI/AAAAAAAACEM/_WuaVpHsEFs/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3415361337602331049</id><published>2012-02-08T19:14:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-08T19:14:58.833Z</updated><title type='text'>Branford Marsalis &amp; Joey Calderazzo. La Valse Kendall</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe height="344" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/IPKlfy86JWk?fs=1" frameborder="0" width="459" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para um momento de deleite com um jazz suave terminando o dia! Boas audições....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3415361337602331049?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3415361337602331049/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3415361337602331049' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3415361337602331049'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3415361337602331049'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/02/branford-marsalis-joey-calderazzo-la.html' title='Branford Marsalis &amp; Joey Calderazzo. La Valse Kendall'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/IPKlfy86JWk/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4747613179794043365</id><published>2012-02-06T11:07:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-06T11:07:55.071Z</updated><title type='text'>Noite dos Mascarados</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/fgaKvFqD2CU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4747613179794043365?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4747613179794043365/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4747613179794043365' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4747613179794043365'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4747613179794043365'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/02/noite-dos-mascarados.html' title='Noite dos Mascarados'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/fgaKvFqD2CU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7849874212352996232</id><published>2012-02-05T00:05:00.001Z</published><updated>2012-02-05T00:07:38.307Z</updated><title type='text'>Preparativos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt4fYzFnAng/Ty3IH_6CSNI/AAAAAAAACDk/jKP7a-Vkw2Y/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt4fYzFnAng/Ty3IH_6CSNI/AAAAAAAACDk/jKP7a-Vkw2Y/s400/2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705436342687779026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7N575-l-HQ/Ty3IHueoxaI/AAAAAAAACDU/ShXU787eqN4/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Y7N575-l-HQ/Ty3IHueoxaI/AAAAAAAACDU/ShXU787eqN4/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705436338009458082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oc5vEYW0fXc/Ty3IIvfRTxI/AAAAAAAACD0/GUC8rteIirM/s1600/4_sus.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Oc5vEYW0fXc/Ty3IIvfRTxI/AAAAAAAACD0/GUC8rteIirM/s400/4_sus.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5705436355460419346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Nas montras de Veneza - Itália em 2011.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7849874212352996232?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7849874212352996232/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7849874212352996232' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7849874212352996232'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7849874212352996232'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/02/preparativos.html' title='Preparativos'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Kt4fYzFnAng/Ty3IH_6CSNI/AAAAAAAACDk/jKP7a-Vkw2Y/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8951915368870928143</id><published>2012-02-02T09:47:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-02-02T09:52:06.688Z</updated><title type='text'>E a história repete-se.... :-(</title><content type='html'>Avanço pelas florestas tropicais, contacto com tribos que não querem ser contactadas, violência, doenças, mortes.... e em nome do progresso, lá vamos devastando com ou sem intenção, povos não globalizados que só querem estar no seu cantinho como há centenas de anos atrás.&lt;br /&gt;Mas qual é o nosso direito de os importunar? E assim, continuamos a desflorestar cada vez mais profundamente as florestas virgens deste planeta, com tudo o que de negativo isso acarreta... enfim...&lt;br /&gt;notícia no &lt;a href="http://publico.pt/Ci%C3%AAncias/publicadas-as-fotografias-mais-detalhadas-de-tribo-remota-do-peru--1531843"&gt;Jornal Público&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8951915368870928143?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8951915368870928143/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8951915368870928143' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8951915368870928143'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8951915368870928143'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/02/e-historia-repete-se.html' title='E a história repete-se.... :-('/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3865640050017625294</id><published>2012-01-31T00:51:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-31T00:53:13.087Z</updated><title type='text'>olhar o céu</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZI4-w9oSss/Tyc7SFFiW2I/AAAAAAAACDI/D_LFF0Hg22g/s1600/404366_302693479778204_177920788922141_873988_913159541_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 279px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZI4-w9oSss/Tyc7SFFiW2I/AAAAAAAACDI/D_LFF0Hg22g/s400/404366_302693479778204_177920788922141_873988_913159541_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703592634877107042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="https://www.facebook.com/NatureNurture"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(the nature nurture project)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;é gratuito, faz bem à alma e recarga as baterias!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3865640050017625294?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3865640050017625294/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3865640050017625294' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3865640050017625294'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3865640050017625294'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/olhar-o-ceu.html' title='olhar o céu'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-4ZI4-w9oSss/Tyc7SFFiW2I/AAAAAAAACDI/D_LFF0Hg22g/s72-c/404366_302693479778204_177920788922141_873988_913159541_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-5499699279813210681</id><published>2012-01-29T23:39:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-29T23:50:12.441Z</updated><title type='text'>Experiências culinárias de fim de semana</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMhibSt5e7Q/TyXbG0iUqHI/AAAAAAAACC8/BfLi7WfeKrg/s1600/IMG_7132.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703205413362903154" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMhibSt5e7Q/TyXbG0iUqHI/AAAAAAAACC8/BfLi7WfeKrg/s400/IMG_7132.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwSPdlI7TWw/TyXbGozRIZI/AAAAAAAACCw/FJIwAtjZbLU/s1600/IMG_7135.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703205410212749714" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-BwSPdlI7TWw/TyXbGozRIZI/AAAAAAAACCw/FJIwAtjZbLU/s400/IMG_7135.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KjOMjw9taNI/TyXbF6WsXwI/AAAAAAAACCo/ykBjeP0lgcw/s1600/IMG_7143.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703205397744869122" border="0" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KjOMjw9taNI/TyXbF6WsXwI/AAAAAAAACCo/ykBjeP0lgcw/s400/IMG_7143.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVM6m0CUY3o/TyXbF3t2i7I/AAAAAAAACCY/9yLzMwVbPiQ/s1600/IMG_7146.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5703205397036698546" border="0" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-EVM6m0CUY3o/TyXbF3t2i7I/AAAAAAAACCY/9yLzMwVbPiQ/s400/IMG_7146.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este fim de semana foi dedicado à panificação e a algumas experiências gastronómicas. Não ficaram excelentes, mas tal não invalida que tenham ficado saborosas.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Para voltar a experimentar daqui a uns tempos!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-5499699279813210681?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/5499699279813210681/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=5499699279813210681' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5499699279813210681'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5499699279813210681'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/experiencias-culinarias-de-fim-de.html' title='Experiências culinárias de fim de semana'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-LMhibSt5e7Q/TyXbG0iUqHI/AAAAAAAACC8/BfLi7WfeKrg/s72-c/IMG_7132.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2181141507393453825</id><published>2012-01-27T23:17:00.005Z</published><updated>2012-01-27T23:58:14.217Z</updated><title type='text'>Liberdade</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_5WKEB-GfGY/TyM3j_ieQ5I/AAAAAAAACCM/idDUIODIN3E/s1600/xucreta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_5WKEB-GfGY/TyM3j_ieQ5I/AAAAAAAACCM/idDUIODIN3E/s400/xucreta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5702462644672152466" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="dolEntradaVverbete"&gt;&lt;span class="dolAcepsSubacep"&gt;&lt;span class="dolSubacepTraduz"&gt;&lt;span class="dolTraduzTrad"&gt;Diz a &lt;a href="http://www.infopedia.pt/pesquisa-global/liberdade"&gt;infopédia&lt;/a&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;"condição  do ser que pode agir livremente, isto é, consoante as leis da sua  natureza (queda livre), da sua fantasia (tempo livre), da sua vontade  (decisão livre)"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Durante perto de 3 semanas não pude fazer desporto, caminhadas ou outras aventuras mais físicas devido a uma dor no joelho. Senti-me aprisionada no meu próprio corpo. Agora após ir ao meu osteopata, as dores passaram e pude alegremente ir de bicicleta para o trabalho, participar numa manifestação cívica com bicicletas (&lt;a href="http://massacriticapt.net/?q=sobre-a-massa-cr-tica/massa-cr-tica-em-lisboa"&gt;massa crítica&lt;/a&gt;) e ter o prazer de vir à noite pedalando junto a uma das mais belas zonas lisboetas.&lt;br /&gt;O não me sentir limitada fisicamente,  ter o prazer de pedalar, usufruindo de uma das cidades mais belas que conheço,  onde o vento frio arrefece-me a face e me deixa o nariz a pingar faz-me sentir viva e livre. Passei no mural junto à antiga FIL, onde se encontram dezenas de fotografias com gente a sorrir e senti-me uma delas.   :-)&lt;br /&gt;A liberdade revela-se e sente-se de diversas maneiras e para mim, pedalar ao ar livre é uma delas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2181141507393453825?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2181141507393453825/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2181141507393453825' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2181141507393453825'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2181141507393453825'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/liberdade.html' title='Liberdade'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-_5WKEB-GfGY/TyM3j_ieQ5I/AAAAAAAACCM/idDUIODIN3E/s72-c/xucreta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2137420560422423264</id><published>2012-01-17T00:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T17:36:04.852Z</updated><title type='text'>Imensidão</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvgeKkvORxc/TxWxViBcELI/AAAAAAAACB8/kQXzUEoyRvk/s1600/IMG_0271.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvgeKkvORxc/TxWxViBcELI/AAAAAAAACB8/kQXzUEoyRvk/s400/IMG_0271.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698655886975439026" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp71nN501IM/TxWxVbumjDI/AAAAAAAACB0/Fk6OlFNNEmg/s1600/australia%2Bcartao%2B3%2B369.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Hp71nN501IM/TxWxVbumjDI/AAAAAAAACB0/Fk6OlFNNEmg/s400/australia%2Bcartao%2B3%2B369.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698655885285821490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sejwu9tc45k/TxWxVMmlmyI/AAAAAAAACBo/WEIfmIT40fA/s1600/IMG_0283.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Sejwu9tc45k/TxWxVMmlmyI/AAAAAAAACBo/WEIfmIT40fA/s400/IMG_0283.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698655881225673506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Num país pequeno como o nosso, o único local onde tenho a ideia de imensidão e horizonte é junto ao mar ou no Alentejo.&lt;div&gt; Porém nada se compara com as sensações de GRAAAAANDE quando estive na África do Sul e vi as vastas savanas, ou as áreas imensas de matos e floresta na Austrália, ou as áreas semi-desérticas em Marrocos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É maravilhoso deixar o olhar, o pensamento divagar no imensidão das vastas paisagens.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Deixo aqui algumas imagens australianas que me fazem voar, tipo uma ave no seu território. Ah, sensação boa!!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2137420560422423264?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2137420560422423264/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2137420560422423264' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2137420560422423264'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2137420560422423264'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/imensidao.html' title='Imensidão'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-qvgeKkvORxc/TxWxViBcELI/AAAAAAAACB8/kQXzUEoyRvk/s72-c/IMG_0271.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2736567160996520868</id><published>2012-01-17T00:07:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-17T00:15:55.200Z</updated><title type='text'>Descubra as diferenças</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UBYvaIP9UM/TxS8LvkiXdI/AAAAAAAACBc/76lUc7s-apI/s1600/australia%2Bcartao%2B3%2B346.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UBYvaIP9UM/TxS8LvkiXdI/AAAAAAAACBc/76lUc7s-apI/s400/australia%2Bcartao%2B3%2B346.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698386338464816594" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Port Douglas&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJeYUlJPZyQ/TxS8LesUnmI/AAAAAAAACBQ/yYwmcT4mkvw/s1600/australia%2Bcartao%2B2%2B171.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-CJeYUlJPZyQ/TxS8LesUnmI/AAAAAAAACBQ/yYwmcT4mkvw/s400/australia%2Bcartao%2B2%2B171.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5698386333934067298" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span &gt;Turquoise Bay&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Aurora e ocaso!! O primeiro na costa Este australiana, o segundo na costa Oeste.&lt;div&gt;Em Port Douglas, num dos últimos dias em terras australianas, acordámos de madrugada, e fomos ver o mar e descobrir as surpresas que a natureza nos queria ofertar antes de partirmos desta floresta tropical fabulosa.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Em Turquoise Bay nadámos entre corais, peixes de várias cores e feitios, raias a desaparecer entre o areal submerso e o meu encontro imediato com uma tartaruga marinha. Nadava eu calmamente ainda por zonas com pé, viro a cabeça e dou de caras com uma tartaruga. Assustei-me eu e ela também, ainda nadámos um pouco lado a lado mas depois.... quem disse que as tartarugas são lentas? Bate as suas pernas e... lá vai ela. Eu mesmo com barbatanas, nem vê-la. Aqui me apaixonei por estes bichos adoráveis!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2736567160996520868?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2736567160996520868/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2736567160996520868' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2736567160996520868'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2736567160996520868'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/descubra-as-diferencas.html' title='Descubra as diferenças'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-5UBYvaIP9UM/TxS8LvkiXdI/AAAAAAAACBc/76lUc7s-apI/s72-c/australia%2Bcartao%2B3%2B346.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-670626150892878982</id><published>2012-01-08T19:47:00.006Z</published><updated>2012-01-08T20:13:22.644Z</updated><title type='text'>Matinha, tão perto e tão longe</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fqqBrPHjFwo/Twn3Wb1zcaI/AAAAAAAACBI/Ozv5eIoSqhs/s1600/5.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695355168589312418" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fqqBrPHjFwo/Twn3Wb1zcaI/AAAAAAAACBI/Ozv5eIoSqhs/s400/5.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Não tenho andado em terras lusas o tempo suficiente para descobrir novos espaços. Mas este ano, desde Outubro por não ter viagens de monta, tenho em pequenos passeios, usufruído do que o nosso país nos proporciona mais especificamente dos arredores de Lisboa. Os espaços seminaturais, naturalizados, ou protegidos, sucedem-se, e cada vez mais me apercebo que não é necessário fazer grandes deslocações para aprender, conhecer, passear e desfrutar de espaços verdes aqui tão perto. Disso é exemplo a Mata dos Medos na Caparica, a Mata da Achada em Coina, Monsanto junto a Lisboa, a mata do Estádio Nacional junto à Cruz Quebrada, entre tantos outros. Hoje foi dia de Matinha de Queluz. Sempre que percorria a serra de Carnaxide, vía um espaço murado, com uma mata no interior mas não fazia ideia como lá chegar. Finalmente fui ao google, vi o mapa e hoje, de máquina em punho e não bicicleta nos pés pois o joelho fez das suas, calcorreei caminhos de terra, de pedra, observei sobreiro antigos, uns que nunca tinham sido descortiçados, outros que foram somente uma vez mas à tantos anos que.... quase que parece virgem. Folhado, medronheiros, gilbardeira, carrasco, loureiros, orquideas, aroeiras, tudo povoa estes 21ha aprazíveis para um passeio domingueiro. Infelizmente o espaço não está preparado para pessoas com alguma dificuldade de locomoção, mas para  passear com crianças é bastante seguro e com muitos espaços para se brincar e estimular a imaginação. Gostei, e é um espaço a repetir com a família pequena!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gmJnyEwzp3I/Twn3V4PC72I/AAAAAAAACA4/haE03uaBInc/s1600/4.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695355159031508834" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gmJnyEwzp3I/Twn3V4PC72I/AAAAAAAACA4/haE03uaBInc/s400/4.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNUIqCYzNVw/Twn3VVnYToI/AAAAAAAACAs/-t__BqsJv-8/s1600/3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695355149738331778" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-UNUIqCYzNVw/Twn3VVnYToI/AAAAAAAACAs/-t__BqsJv-8/s400/3.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SF2AHU7mU7g/Twn3VCyM6gI/AAAAAAAACAc/3qtPGuG-qzQ/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695355144683448834" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SF2AHU7mU7g/Twn3VCyM6gI/AAAAAAAACAc/3qtPGuG-qzQ/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-670626150892878982?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/670626150892878982/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=670626150892878982' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/670626150892878982'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/670626150892878982'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/matinha-tao-perto-e-tao-longe.html' title='Matinha, tão perto e tão longe'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-fqqBrPHjFwo/Twn3Wb1zcaI/AAAAAAAACBI/Ozv5eIoSqhs/s72-c/5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-208539499592681477</id><published>2012-01-07T22:09:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-07T22:25:45.345Z</updated><title type='text'>Arte urbana</title><content type='html'>Este &lt;a href="http://entretenimiento.terra.com.mx/las-100-mejores-obras-de-arte-urbano-de-2011,8bccdf8906094310VgnVCM4000009bf154d0RCRD.html"&gt;site&lt;/a&gt; mostra-nos as 100 melhores fotos de obras de arte urbana de 2011. Vale a pena passar por elas pois mostram-nos algumas das imagens que correram a internet ao longo do ano que passou.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo aqui 3 imagens que tirei do site que me agradam de sobremaneira:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2x7aHNnW5N8/TwjDw2-moTI/AAAAAAAAB_w/1h9iW-m0IaY/s1600/bicicle%2Bla.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2x7aHNnW5N8/TwjDw2-moTI/AAAAAAAAB_w/1h9iW-m0IaY/s400/bicicle%2Bla.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695016972969222450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Esta que me faz sorrir pensando nos dias frios em que a bicicleta está gelada e um abafo bem quentinho como este por vezes dá jeito. Igualmente junta algo que uma boa amiga adora, lãs e bicicletas, só lhe faltando mesmo um pãozito a levedar em cima do selim para ficar o ramalhete completo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiseQak9qzw/TwjDw-WLv4I/AAAAAAAAB_4/Eo9TIjrUpA4/s1600/bicicle%2Bverde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-SiseQak9qzw/TwjDw-WLv4I/AAAAAAAAB_4/Eo9TIjrUpA4/s400/bicicle%2Bverde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695016974947172226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Quem passeia ou utiliza a bicicleta em terreno urbano muitas vezes anseia por pedalar por verdes campos. Eu tenho o privilégio de o fazer quando tenho a oportunidade de ir para o trabalho de bicicleta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHAPRCk9nnI/TwjDxHpAgEI/AAAAAAAACAI/Z9jFxmIBA1U/s1600/coracao_bike.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-vHAPRCk9nnI/TwjDxHpAgEI/AAAAAAAACAI/Z9jFxmIBA1U/s400/coracao_bike.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5695016977442046018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;A última que poderia ser a primeira, relembra-me da importância de fazer exercício físico para ajudar o coração a funcionar melhor, bem como a parte de utilizar um transporte não poluente promovendo um ambiente mais saudável.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estas e outras leituras podem-se retirar das várias imagens, mas hoje, após um belíssimo passeio à beira rio, sempre a pedalar, não podia deixar de as partilhar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-208539499592681477?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/208539499592681477/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=208539499592681477' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/208539499592681477'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/208539499592681477'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/arte-urbana.html' title='Arte urbana'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-2x7aHNnW5N8/TwjDw2-moTI/AAAAAAAAB_w/1h9iW-m0IaY/s72-c/bicicle%2Bla.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7858146166546056230</id><published>2012-01-06T09:37:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-06T09:46:31.133Z</updated><title type='text'>Montra para pintores</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCb6vkyjKwQ/TwbCtVbPeYI/AAAAAAAAB_M/Bj0soRQ1zb4/s1600/veneza%2B018.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCb6vkyjKwQ/TwbCtVbPeYI/AAAAAAAAB_M/Bj0soRQ1zb4/s400/veneza%2B018.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694452862957877634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BuZ9bbtXl9w/TwbCuEPH_7I/AAAAAAAAB_k/vSQYEHIlFs4/s1600/veneza%2B041.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-BuZ9bbtXl9w/TwbCuEPH_7I/AAAAAAAAB_k/vSQYEHIlFs4/s400/veneza%2B041.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694452875523522482" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SOThtkQv5Vo/TwbCtrKQhwI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/LX2fRh9h-5Q/s1600/veneza%2B040.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SOThtkQv5Vo/TwbCtrKQhwI/AAAAAAAAB_Y/LX2fRh9h-5Q/s400/veneza%2B040.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5694452868792223490" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;será? Passeando à noite em Veneza, esta montra chamou-nos a atenção pela sua originalidade, cores e ... preços.... vá-se lá saber quanto custa por exemplo esta cadeira-pincel? ora, se a memória não me falha, vários milhares de euros....&lt;br /&gt;Toda a loja tinha objectos diferentes, a maioria deles com um design aprimorado, de bastante bom gosto e inovador. Gostei bastante desta Itália do Norte, mais rica e "elitista". Mas mesmo assim, prefiro o sul, com gentes muito parecidas com as portuguesas e muito mas muito mediterrânico!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7858146166546056230?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7858146166546056230/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7858146166546056230' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7858146166546056230'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7858146166546056230'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/montra-para-pintores.html' title='Montra para pintores'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZCb6vkyjKwQ/TwbCtVbPeYI/AAAAAAAAB_M/Bj0soRQ1zb4/s72-c/veneza%2B018.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3633760755743068936</id><published>2012-01-03T19:20:00.002Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T19:25:58.906Z</updated><title type='text'>Era não era?</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Este audio-livro é um dos projectos portugueses que me deixa orgulhosa de ser portuguesa!!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Vale a pena espreitar e comprar. Mais orgulho tenho quando uma amiga é uma das contadoras de histórias. Que bela maneira de começar o ano!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais informações &lt;a href="http://www.boca.pt/era-nao-era.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/HV1Drroasbs" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3633760755743068936?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3633760755743068936/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3633760755743068936' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3633760755743068936'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3633760755743068936'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/era-nao-era.html' title='Era não era?'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/HV1Drroasbs/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6724597198132622301</id><published>2012-01-03T00:08:00.003Z</published><updated>2012-01-03T00:14:07.119Z</updated><title type='text'>1, 2, 3, 4, 5</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GrMgTjcGOgc/TwJHlq66xfI/AAAAAAAAB_E/QctMvIbM9tw/s1600/2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693191591451870706" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GrMgTjcGOgc/TwJHlq66xfI/AAAAAAAAB_E/QctMvIbM9tw/s400/2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6460hS0UkGE/TwJHlXUWOSI/AAAAAAAAB-0/Hrm_p6wjvYY/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 300px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5693191586189818146" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-6460hS0UkGE/TwJHlXUWOSI/AAAAAAAAB-0/Hrm_p6wjvYY/s400/1.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;dedos para agarrar, trabalhar, dedilhar e brincar em 2012.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6724597198132622301?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6724597198132622301/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6724597198132622301' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6724597198132622301'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6724597198132622301'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2012/01/1-2-3-4-5.html' title='1, 2, 3, 4, 5'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-GrMgTjcGOgc/TwJHlq66xfI/AAAAAAAAB_E/QctMvIbM9tw/s72-c/2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8483435950534093292</id><published>2011-12-30T23:46:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-12-30T23:57:10.249Z</updated><title type='text'>Votos de coragem para o novo ano que nos bate à porta</title><content type='html'>Cada vez vejo mais pessoal a ficar deprimido, triste e com bastante receio do ano que aí vem. Apesar de não ter estes sentimentos muito acentuados, não creio que vá ser um mar de rosas, mas acredito que temos de ser optimistas e ter força e coragem para dar a volta por cima. Não será fácil por certo, mas deixar cair os braços também não faz parte da solução.&lt;div&gt;Na net têm passado estes vídeos que de alguma forma tentam levantar a auto-estima da nação, ou do indivíduo, Eu acredito no lado luminoso do ser humano, posso ser ingénua, mas acredito que podemos mudar,&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Não sou grande adepta da publicidade e muito menos da marca, mas esta demonstra que há sempre algo de bom a contrabalançar o mau. Aqui ficam 3 videos que me agradaram bastante;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?feature=player_embedded&amp;amp;v=oOoJNcSuK_c"&gt;Há razões para acreditar num mundo melhor&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=nwAYpLVyeFU&amp;amp;feature=player_embedded"&gt;Life Vest Inside - Kindness boomerang&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.dailymotion.com/video/xmziw0_we-are-not-in-the-moody-s-a-resposta-de-portugal_news"&gt;We are not in the Moody's - Resposta de Portugal&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Bom ano de 2012!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8483435950534093292?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8483435950534093292/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8483435950534093292' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8483435950534093292'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8483435950534093292'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/12/votos-de-coragem-para-o-novo-ano-que.html' title='Votos de coragem para o novo ano que nos bate à porta'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2124815938880161735</id><published>2011-12-23T11:00:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-12-23T11:01:47.792Z</updated><title type='text'>Boas Festas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rt2izcnQZkU/TvRfhP438JI/AAAAAAAAB-o/NK-QWaKWd2Y/s1600/Duende.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rt2izcnQZkU/TvRfhP438JI/AAAAAAAAB-o/NK-QWaKWd2Y/s400/Duende.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5689277254081179794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="messageBody" ft="{&amp;quot;type&amp;quot;:3}"&gt;BOAS FESTAS PARA TODOS E TODAS!!!&lt;br /&gt;QUE O NOVO ANO SEJA DE BONANÇA (Se não monetária, dos outros bens que ninguem quantifica mas que nos enriquecem como pessoas!!)&lt;br /&gt;Isto diz este duende da floresta!! ihihih&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2124815938880161735?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2124815938880161735/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2124815938880161735' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2124815938880161735'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2124815938880161735'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/12/boas-festas.html' title='Boas Festas'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-rt2izcnQZkU/TvRfhP438JI/AAAAAAAAB-o/NK-QWaKWd2Y/s72-c/Duende.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-5749779678891527645</id><published>2011-12-19T12:27:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-19T12:52:27.825Z</updated><title type='text'>é doce morrer no mar</title><content type='html'>Cesária Évora, uma grande senhora da música mundial e cabo verdeana em particular, partiu e deixou o panorama musical, que canta com alma e coração, mais pobre. Quem conhece o Mindelo, percebe porque é que ela vem daquela cidade e daquele arquipélago. Respira-se música, transpira-se ritmo e há uma autenticidade na forma de estar e viver muito interessante para se sentir o viver cabo verdeano.&lt;br /&gt;Partilho um dueto entre Marisa Monte e Cesária Évora, uma antiga cantora lírica, com uma cantora do povo.&lt;br /&gt;Fantástica a harmonia das vozes com uma letra e música fabulosa de Dorival Caymmi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/9NWC1rEPMbE" allowfullscreen="" width="420" frameborder="0" height="315"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;É doce morrer no mar &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;(Dorival Caymmi)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É doce morrer no mar,&lt;br /&gt;Nas ondas verdes do mar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A noite que ele não veio foi,&lt;br /&gt;Foi de tristeza pra mim&lt;br /&gt;Saveiro voltou sozinho&lt;br /&gt;Triste noite foi pra mim&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É doce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Saveiro partiu de noite, foi&lt;br /&gt;Madrugada não voltou&lt;br /&gt;O marinheiro bonito&lt;br /&gt;Sereia do mar levou.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É doce...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nas ondas verdes do mar, meu bem&lt;br /&gt;Ele se foi afogar&lt;br /&gt;Fez sua cama de noivo&lt;br /&gt;No colo de Iemanjá&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-5749779678891527645?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/5749779678891527645/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=5749779678891527645' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5749779678891527645'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5749779678891527645'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/12/e-doce-morrer-no-mar.html' title='é doce morrer no mar'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/9NWC1rEPMbE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7986391307824674759</id><published>2011-12-16T10:23:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-16T11:09:16.566Z</updated><title type='text'>Preconceitos</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;são lixados quando existem e todos nós os temos. Mesmo o individuo  que se diz mais aberto de espírito, com mais experiência, etc, nalgum  momento da sua vida, as suas vivências, as  suas aprendizagens, o grupo  em que  se insere, a sociedade entre outros "inputs" que o moldam como  ser humano, fazem-no ter pré - conceitos....&lt;div&gt;Eu que sempre me  considerei uma pessoa livre de preconceitos e questões  racistas, apercebi-me que por muito leves estes sentimentos sejam, eles  estão cá e nos momentos mais inesperados eles assolam à superfície. O  tomar consciência desta questão é uma luta interna dura, que nos faz  questionar uma data de chavões e situações, mas que nos faz crescer como  pessoas e torna-nos mais HUMANOS. Sei que ainda tenho alguns  preconceitos, mas esforço-me cada vez mais para que eles desapareçam ou  pelo menos, que diminuam a sua presença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Só posso agradecer à vida que me tem levado a países  diferentes, a trabalhar com pessoas com um interior riquíssimo  provenientes de uma grande diversidade de etnias, países, opções de vida  e estilos&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Aqui ficam 2 imagens partilhadas no  mural do facebook por milhares de pessoas que ao "brincarem" com  questões de raça, são muito mais profundas do que parecem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NESVZOeTwF4/TusgiMmj_TI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/MdPNcNwh-pc/s1600/380790_2114654437250_1572365063_31657688_528672381_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 369px; height: 400px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686674726355991858" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NESVZOeTwF4/TusgiMmj_TI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/MdPNcNwh-pc/s400/380790_2114654437250_1572365063_31657688_528672381_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLZjHpgkCwQ/Tusgh0aDK5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/jZ1iDTRzMP8/s1600/378019_10150428323881840_21785951839_8844914_467273620_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 291px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5686674719861058450" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-iLZjHpgkCwQ/Tusgh0aDK5I/AAAAAAAAB-E/jZ1iDTRzMP8/s400/378019_10150428323881840_21785951839_8844914_467273620_n.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7986391307824674759?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7986391307824674759/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7986391307824674759' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7986391307824674759'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7986391307824674759'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/12/preconceitos.html' title='Preconceitos'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NESVZOeTwF4/TusgiMmj_TI/AAAAAAAAB-Q/MdPNcNwh-pc/s72-c/380790_2114654437250_1572365063_31657688_528672381_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2093473813211046435</id><published>2011-12-09T16:32:00.005Z</published><updated>2011-12-09T18:11:39.371Z</updated><title type='text'>Nevoeiros</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBbr_dXYqp0/TuI6oxRonnI/AAAAAAAAB90/dSpYbA_Q2qo/s1600/terra%2Bgrande.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684170151791468146" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBbr_dXYqp0/TuI6oxRonnI/AAAAAAAAB90/dSpYbA_Q2qo/s400/terra%2Bgrande.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGVCPkMYIe8/TuI6oeue7qI/AAAAAAAAB9o/UGBfkKdet7U/s1600/terra%2Bgrande%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; width: 400px; height: 300px; text-align: center; display: block; cursor: pointer;" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5684170146812194466" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-QGVCPkMYIe8/TuI6oeue7qI/AAAAAAAAB9o/UGBfkKdet7U/s400/terra%2Bgrande%2B2.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Tapada da Ajuda com a ponte 25 de Abril ao fundo da Terra Grande.)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O Tejo não se vê, da ponte adivinham-se laivos da sua estrutura e os barcos e navios apitam insistentemente não vá o diabo tecê-las e embaterem.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Na tapada, algumas árvores ficam sombrias, um verde outrora luminoso, passa a um cinza escuro embaciado de branco. Aquelas já sem folhas, têm um ar cadavérico dignas de filmes de terror....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;Porém, o verde do musgo mais junto à base, ganha uma vivacidade e alegria tal, que vôo para um mundo de magia e imagino duendes e faunos e outros seres mágicos a passearem por estes bosques com uma magia renovada, tudo devido ao nevoeiro.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt;As fotos infelizmente não fazem jus à beleza que nos envolve!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="left"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2093473813211046435?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2093473813211046435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2093473813211046435' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2093473813211046435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2093473813211046435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/12/nevoeiros.html' title='Nevoeiros'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-EBbr_dXYqp0/TuI6oxRonnI/AAAAAAAAB90/dSpYbA_Q2qo/s72-c/terra%2Bgrande.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3102711644611182567</id><published>2011-12-05T00:10:00.001Z</published><updated>2011-12-05T00:41:26.768Z</updated><title type='text'>A casa dos estrunfes</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span&gt;No meu imaginário, os estrunfes viviam numa comunidade de cogumelos muito muito colorida. Ora vejam:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-weight: bold; "&gt;A aldeia &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ec8riURlaQ/TtgsNXJnyTI/AAAAAAAAB9c/IkU59O5qXp8/s1600/estrunfe%2B3.JPG" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ec8riURlaQ/TtgsNXJnyTI/AAAAAAAAB9c/IkU59O5qXp8/s400/estrunfe%2B3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681339537992173874" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;O telhado&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phKXmQisy3M/TtgsMxDVtCI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/WhXLo3_9stg/s1600/estrunfe%2B2.JPG" style="text-align: left; "&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 392px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-phKXmQisy3M/TtgsMxDVtCI/AAAAAAAAB9Q/WhXLo3_9stg/s400/estrunfe%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681339527765275682" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A casa por dentro&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KjI0csQhC9Q/TtgsMlwKiHI/AAAAAAAAB9E/jjch4T--_WE/s1600/estrunfe1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KjI0csQhC9Q/TtgsMlwKiHI/AAAAAAAAB9E/jjch4T--_WE/s400/estrunfe1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681339524732061810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Ora se os estrunfes viviam em cogumelos, quer dizer que era só no Outono quando havia chuvinha que eles arranjavam as suas casinhas novas? Dúvidas existenciais....&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3102711644611182567?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3102711644611182567/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3102711644611182567' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3102711644611182567'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3102711644611182567'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/12/casa-dos-estrunfes.html' title='A casa dos estrunfes'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-8Ec8riURlaQ/TtgsNXJnyTI/AAAAAAAAB9c/IkU59O5qXp8/s72-c/estrunfe%2B3.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-5016386761081987250</id><published>2011-12-01T20:39:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-12-01T20:50:45.787Z</updated><title type='text'>Cascas</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wz7pWeF1Ei4/TtfoQcZFglI/AAAAAAAAB8w/wgaTjbE848k/s1600/eucalipto.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wz7pWeF1Ei4/TtfoQcZFglI/AAAAAAAAB8w/wgaTjbE848k/s400/eucalipto.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681264824148132434" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lxB_x-2Vz7w/TtfoQC4-SDI/AAAAAAAAB8g/QSGgk_PYqsc/s1600/corti%25C3%25A7a.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-lxB_x-2Vz7w/TtfoQC4-SDI/AAAAAAAAB8g/QSGgk_PYqsc/s400/corti%25C3%25A7a.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681264817302554674" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXLja1LsXhY/TtfoQz6kygI/AAAAAAAAB84/hpfUZZPMhlM/s1600/freixo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gXLja1LsXhY/TtfoQz6kygI/AAAAAAAAB84/hpfUZZPMhlM/s400/freixo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5681264830462609922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As cascas das árvores protegem estes seres vivos como uma couraça dos ataques exteriores. Estas são fonte de uma grande beleza e diversidade, que me faz passar a mão para sentir a sua textura, cheiros e olhar com imensa atenção pois são muitas vezes o lar de imensos outros seres vivos.&lt;br /&gt;Ao serem tão diferentes, dão uma grande ajuda na identificação da espécie e além disso, são fonte de substâncias pelo ser humano muito usadas, como por exemplo em medicamentos como a aspirina. O seu principio activo vem da casca do salgueiro (Salix sp), que é o ácido acetilsalicilico. Ou a cortiça com tantas diferentes utilizações, desde a mais corriqueira nas rolhas até à mais sofisticada nas naves espaciais.&lt;br /&gt;Passeando na Tapada da Ajuda não resisti a fotografar freixos, sobreiros, eucaliptos entre outros. Esta luz de Outono é um convite para pegar na máquina e sair por aí sem destino.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-5016386761081987250?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/5016386761081987250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=5016386761081987250' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5016386761081987250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5016386761081987250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/12/cascas.html' title='Cascas'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wz7pWeF1Ei4/TtfoQcZFglI/AAAAAAAAB8w/wgaTjbE848k/s72-c/eucalipto.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3780251609582886695</id><published>2011-11-27T21:30:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-27T21:45:44.487Z</updated><title type='text'>Dias de campo</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ov4BZ_9BdzM/TtKvIDW4FhI/AAAAAAAAB8I/E3YqKrhGtDo/s1600/medronheiro.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ov4BZ_9BdzM/TtKvIDW4FhI/AAAAAAAAB8I/E3YqKrhGtDo/s400/medronheiro.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679794632942687762" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(Arbutus unedo)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p3B6u_dWDm0/TtKvIR5ob4I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/_1fSgni85X4/s1600/cogumelo.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-p3B6u_dWDm0/TtKvIR5ob4I/AAAAAAAAB8Q/_1fSgni85X4/s400/cogumelo.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5679794636846559106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:78%;" &gt;(&lt;span jsid="text" class="commentBody"&gt;Helvella crispa)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;"Dias de campo" para mim são dias normalmente de trabalho, mas onde não deixo de apreciar o que as diferentes estações do ano me proporcionam. Estas duas últimas semanas, já fui para o campo 5 vezes, 3 em trabalho e duas em perfeito lazer, com grupos de amigos diferentes e objectivos igualmente diversos.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho o privilégio de compartilhar amizades com gentes de muitos saberes,variados e muito interessantes.&lt;br /&gt;Num dos dias fui apanhar cogumelos com um membro da "&lt;a href="http://pt-br.facebook.com/pages/EcoFungos-Associa%C3%A7%C3%A3o-Micol%C3%B3gica/191210709216?sk=notes"&gt;Ecofungos&lt;/a&gt;" que me fez olhar de forma diferente, um pouco mais informada mas com muito para aprender sobre o mundo dos fungos.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, fui apanhar medronhos, num ambiente mais familiar, com crianças e tudo isto se passou junto a casa, no &lt;a href="http://lisboaverde.cm-lisboa.pt/index.php?id=4051"&gt;Parque de Monsanto&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;Com tanta viagem, por vezes esqueço-me das maravilhas que temos na nossa cidade. Desta vez estou a tentar colmatar essa falha e tenho usufruído o mais possível do espaço que me rodeia. É muito bom estar em CASA.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3780251609582886695?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3780251609582886695/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3780251609582886695' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3780251609582886695'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3780251609582886695'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/11/dias-de-campo.html' title='Dias de campo'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Ov4BZ_9BdzM/TtKvIDW4FhI/AAAAAAAAB8I/E3YqKrhGtDo/s72-c/medronheiro.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3594832824607023502</id><published>2011-11-23T09:12:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-23T09:22:30.992Z</updated><title type='text'>No lusco-fusco</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxjIH893TJ0/Tsy7RwiiHFI/AAAAAAAAB78/RthmHebmJsE/s1600/entardecer.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxjIH893TJ0/Tsy7RwiiHFI/AAAAAAAAB78/RthmHebmJsE/s400/entardecer.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5678119143969266770" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;uma réstia de luz entre sobreiros dá por terminado um dia de campo entre sobreirais, pinhais, carvalhais e outros que tais.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3594832824607023502?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3594832824607023502/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3594832824607023502' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3594832824607023502'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3594832824607023502'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/11/no-lusco-fusco.html' title='No lusco-fusco'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-SxjIH893TJ0/Tsy7RwiiHFI/AAAAAAAAB78/RthmHebmJsE/s72-c/entardecer.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7653223966291921023</id><published>2011-11-19T23:21:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-19T23:29:47.385Z</updated><title type='text'>Usufruir</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIsqns86IzM/Tsg7s-mmgdI/AAAAAAAAB7s/J967FkJyBLs/s1600/IMG_6307.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIsqns86IzM/Tsg7s-mmgdI/AAAAAAAAB7s/J967FkJyBLs/s400/IMG_6307.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676852974205698514" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JppNOiTc9no/Tsg7sqlhsqI/AAAAAAAAB7k/KuGrXx6fuEo/s1600/IMG_6315.JPG" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-JppNOiTc9no/Tsg7sqlhsqI/AAAAAAAAB7k/KuGrXx6fuEo/s400/IMG_6315.JPG" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5676852968832479906" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;da estação que nos brinda com cores quentes das folhas em contraste com o cinza do céu.&lt;div&gt;2 semanas passaram desde que tirei estas fotos no Norte do país, local onde o Outono com todo o seu esplendor já se fazia notar. Hoje, passeando num jardim da capital mais a sul, dei as boas vindas às folhas de todas as cores que descansando num chão cinza pintalgavam de alegria mais um dia meio cinzento. Maravilha!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7653223966291921023?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7653223966291921023/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7653223966291921023' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7653223966291921023'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7653223966291921023'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/11/usufruir.html' title='Usufruir'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-FIsqns86IzM/Tsg7s-mmgdI/AAAAAAAAB7s/J967FkJyBLs/s72-c/IMG_6307.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-5844218855160664876</id><published>2011-11-16T10:27:00.000Z</published><updated>2011-11-16T10:27:06.779Z</updated><title type='text'>Deadlines</title><content type='html'>Muito muito bom!!! Mas como por vezes o óptimo é inimigo do bom, é necessário criar metas temporais mesmo que não fique perfeito....&lt;br /&gt;Mas para a criatividade, é de verdade bom ter liberdade!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/jgvx9OfZKJw?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="270" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-5844218855160664876?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/5844218855160664876/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=5844218855160664876' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5844218855160664876'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5844218855160664876'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/11/deadlines.html' title='Deadlines'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/jgvx9OfZKJw/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3564640564529844200</id><published>2011-11-14T00:19:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-14T00:27:40.642Z</updated><title type='text'>Uma árvore sapateira dá...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjWQSbf3iLo/TsBf0aTcK-I/AAAAAAAAB7c/fe9fnd5rYcc/s1600/sapatos%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjWQSbf3iLo/TsBf0aTcK-I/AAAAAAAAB7c/fe9fnd5rYcc/s400/sapatos%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674640884505521122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZa2PaHfEUg/TsBf0F3C-dI/AAAAAAAAB7M/OSAs9LCGJ6g/s1600/sapatos%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-HZa2PaHfEUg/TsBf0F3C-dI/AAAAAAAAB7M/OSAs9LCGJ6g/s400/sapatos%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674640879017720274" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2lB5auc-Ak/TsBfy75H7SI/AAAAAAAAB7A/DEnUk_dZ1Vc/s1600/sapatos%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-G2lB5auc-Ak/TsBfy75H7SI/AAAAAAAAB7A/DEnUk_dZ1Vc/s400/sapatos%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674640859162209570" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... sapatos pois então.&lt;div&gt;Nada como entrar nos jardins do museu de história natural de Paris e ser surpreendida com instalações artísticas como esta dos sapatos falantes, com uma feira de ciência muito interessante, e uma belissima exposição sobre aracnídeos da qual falarei noutro post.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E assim se ganha um dia, quando vamos à descoberta com uma pequena ideia do rumo que queremos tomar mas com imensos graus de liberdade para nos encantarmos com diferentes e por vezes, surpreendentes descobertas. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Paris, é uma das cidades europeias mais interessantes para vaguear e absorver o que o acaso nos proporciona!! :-)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3564640564529844200?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3564640564529844200/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3564640564529844200' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3564640564529844200'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3564640564529844200'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/11/uma-arvore-sapateira-da.html' title='Uma árvore sapateira dá...'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jjWQSbf3iLo/TsBf0aTcK-I/AAAAAAAAB7c/fe9fnd5rYcc/s72-c/sapatos%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4756410426154057814</id><published>2011-11-12T09:17:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-12T09:45:40.267Z</updated><title type='text'>A importância de um alfabeto cheio!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxgIJfoucyQ/Tr46aQyhOAI/AAAAAAAAB6c/f_PX0mKvxIo/s1600/stay%2Bcool.jpg" style="text-align: left; " onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 266px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxgIJfoucyQ/Tr46aQyhOAI/AAAAAAAAB6c/f_PX0mKvxIo/s400/stay%2Bcool.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674036803391272962" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3ees.deviantart.com/"&gt;(http://3ees.deviantart.com/&lt;/a&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Em tempos de crise, temos que ser criativos. Cada vez mais nos "mails" que correm pelos meandros internauticos, ou pelas redes sociais aparecem mensagens optimistas, motivadoras para dar a volta por cima, algumas melhores do que outras, mas esta chamou-me a atenção. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Sempre se falou de ter um plano A, e em simultâneo um plano B para o caso &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;de algo não correr bem. Ora esta foto, relembra-nos que temos pelo menos mais 24 letras, e, se a estas incluirmos as letras gregas, que tanto utilizamos na matemática e física, ainda mais letras temos. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Mas para conseguirmos ter tantos planos alternativos, temos que ser imaginativos, criativos e com muito "jogo de cintura". Assim, esta segunda imagem, relembra-nos como por vezes há males que vêm por bem e temos que criadores de algo diferente. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxgIJfoucyQ/Tr46aQyhOAI/AAAAAAAAB6c/f_PX0mKvxIo/s1600/stay%2Bcool.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-T0SKhWbnGeo/Tr4_txFAS9I/AAAAAAAAB60/pkwAY2ZhAAY/s400/crie.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5674042636034395090" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 397px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.flickr.com/photos/felipearte/3379715523/"&gt;FilipeArte&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4756410426154057814?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4756410426154057814/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4756410426154057814' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4756410426154057814'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4756410426154057814'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/11/importancia-de-um-alfabeto-cheio.html' title='A importância de um alfabeto cheio!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RxgIJfoucyQ/Tr46aQyhOAI/AAAAAAAAB6c/f_PX0mKvxIo/s72-c/stay%2Bcool.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3630462629174056025</id><published>2011-11-08T15:59:00.003Z</published><updated>2011-11-08T16:40:26.374Z</updated><title type='text'>The secret of happiness is...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQt3UO3e5z8/Trlap13zeWI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/9XD9YdGI4wE/s1600/319955_315725638444132_200652089951488_1524494_1216876125_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 267px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQt3UO3e5z8/Trlap13zeWI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/9XD9YdGI4wE/s400/319955_315725638444132_200652089951488_1524494_1216876125_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5672664880532126050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.feeldesain.com/"&gt;http://www.feeldesain.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;"... conhecer também a tristeza!" Esta última parte foi de alguém que a escreveu e eu concordo plenamente. Porém, como seria o vosso final desta frase?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3630462629174056025?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3630462629174056025/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3630462629174056025' title='6 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3630462629174056025'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3630462629174056025'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/11/secret-of-happiness-is.html' title='The secret of happiness is...'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-kQt3UO3e5z8/Trlap13zeWI/AAAAAAAAB5Y/9XD9YdGI4wE/s72-c/319955_315725638444132_200652089951488_1524494_1216876125_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>6</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2304417019993470458</id><published>2011-11-02T10:45:00.002Z</published><updated>2011-11-02T10:49:23.460Z</updated><title type='text'>Duetos improváveis</title><content type='html'>Moonspell e Carminho, bem improvável, digo eu...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="560" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/mzWYWgulxGM" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Não é a minha rede e não gosto de fazer publicidade, porém está fantástico este dueto improvável. Nada como ficar surpreendida pela positiva para iniciar o mês de Novembro.&lt;br /&gt;Bom Outono e surpresas!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2304417019993470458?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2304417019993470458/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2304417019993470458' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2304417019993470458'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2304417019993470458'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/11/duetos-improvaveis.html' title='Duetos improváveis'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/mzWYWgulxGM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4888840564027513084</id><published>2011-10-30T11:08:00.004Z</published><updated>2011-10-30T11:20:16.860Z</updated><title type='text'>castanhos, amarelos e verdes...</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VL69BZlixw/Tq0wqIRQ_LI/AAAAAAAAB5E/U7OXFJCAdG4/s1600/outono2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VL69BZlixw/Tq0wqIRQ_LI/AAAAAAAAB5E/U7OXFJCAdG4/s400/outono2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669241006261861554" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Tapada da Ajuda)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boi-1cmSZLw/Tq0wpxJ-nKI/AAAAAAAAB40/2OBjAb9xbfc/s1600/outono1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-boi-1cmSZLw/Tq0wpxJ-nKI/AAAAAAAAB40/2OBjAb9xbfc/s400/outono1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669241000057281698" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Pinhal de Junot)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spQo8eF4Cg4/Tq0wqqB0wvI/AAAAAAAAB5M/EO5Yi9gHECU/s1600/outono3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-spQo8eF4Cg4/Tq0wqqB0wvI/AAAAAAAAB5M/EO5Yi9gHECU/s400/outono3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5669241015323902706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Rampa das Olaias)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... o Outono, quase Inverno chegou trazendo consigo frio, chuva, vento e um cházinho quente a aquecer as mãos, corpo e alma!&lt;br /&gt;Uma das 4 melhores Estações do Ano!:-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4888840564027513084?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4888840564027513084/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4888840564027513084' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4888840564027513084'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4888840564027513084'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/castanhos-amarelos-e-verdes.html' title='castanhos, amarelos e verdes...'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1VL69BZlixw/Tq0wqIRQ_LI/AAAAAAAAB5E/U7OXFJCAdG4/s72-c/outono2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1480177834199695246</id><published>2011-10-25T14:10:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-25T14:21:59.094+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Língua da sogra...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezLUwdHT5ow/Tqa3x_vGWQI/AAAAAAAAB4c/cwbNj1oBfeQ/s1600/linguas%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezLUwdHT5ow/Tqa3x_vGWQI/AAAAAAAAB4c/cwbNj1oBfeQ/s400/linguas%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667419250642802946" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wTyIZVqVDCM/Tqa3yd5S8hI/AAAAAAAAB4o/rDEhvE3efFY/s1600/linguas%2B2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-wTyIZVqVDCM/Tqa3yd5S8hI/AAAAAAAAB4o/rDEhvE3efFY/s400/linguas%2B2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5667419258738635282" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... este é um pão doce da minha infância, em que uma textura um pouco áspera,  e o seu "vasto" comprimento lhe conferiram o nome acima designado.&lt;br /&gt;Porém, este bolo ou pão, não domino a nomenclatura "pasteleira" é bom que se farta e remete-me a um passado em que eu ía à padaria de bairro, encontrava sempre a mesma senhora atrás do balcão, onde se encontravam diversos tipos de pães e na vitrina descobriam-se outros bolos menos perfeitos  mas tão saborosos e bem mais baratos  que os vendidos nos cafés.&lt;br /&gt;Tenho o privilégio de ainda ter no bairro a mesma padaria de à 30 anos, com a mesma senhora a vender, um grupo de velhotes que vai lá comprar o seu "papo-seco" e partilhar 2 dedos de conversa e.... todas as 3as e 5as feiras, lá encontro fresquinhas, estas línguas da sogra.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje às 7h30 lá fui comprar umas para o pequeno almoço. E que bem me soube com um cházinho quente!!! Há dias assim, que começam de uma forma.... bastante doce!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;Bom apetite!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1480177834199695246?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1480177834199695246/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1480177834199695246' title='7 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1480177834199695246'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1480177834199695246'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/lingua-da-sogra.html' title='Língua da sogra...'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ezLUwdHT5ow/Tqa3x_vGWQI/AAAAAAAAB4c/cwbNj1oBfeQ/s72-c/linguas%2B1.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>7</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2370896089919101778</id><published>2011-10-23T21:34:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-23T21:44:09.419+01:00</updated><title type='text'>PRIMEIRAS CHUVAS: ATUE PREVENTIVAMENTE</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNriMyrJ_5U/TqR8K-2MGSI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/PCrKvUb6PrM/s1600/326021_10150344776088183_299348498182_8252379_6040888_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 320px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNriMyrJ_5U/TqR8K-2MGSI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/PCrKvUb6PrM/s400/326021_10150344776088183_299348498182_8252379_6040888_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5666790759249746210" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="www.prociv.pt"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;www.prociv.pt&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ser pro-activo é um dever do cidadão!!&lt;br /&gt;Cada vez mais, ao embrenhar-me no trabalho com catástrofes naturais, apercebo-me como é importante ser pro-activo. Não podemos pensar que as entidades oficiais é que têm de fazer tudo para nos ajudar. Claro que eles têm o seu papel que não deixa de ser importante, mas nós, o simples cidadão também tem a sua responsabilidade. Descobri no outro dia que somente 5% do socorro após uma grande catástrofe é accionada pelas entidades oficiais. O resto, a grande maioria, são os vizinhos, amigos, pessoas que passam que dão uma mão e nos ajudam. Assim, aqui fica um pequeno aviso sobre as primeiras chuvas. Não custa assim tanto e pode fazer a diferença.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mensagem da Protecção Civil de Lisboa:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span class="caption"&gt;PRIMEIRAS CHUVAS: ATUE PREVENTIVAMENTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;As primeiras chuvas de Outono são geral&lt;span class="text_exposed_show"&gt;mente  responsáveis pelo arrastamento e concentrações de resíduos sólidos em  locais inadequados (sarjetas, sumidouros, valetas) originando  acumulações de águas pluviais que poderão provocar cortes de vias de  comunicação, inundações nos pisos mais baixos de edifícios e outras  situações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estando os Serviços Municipais de Proteção Civil  encarregues da limpeza e desobstrução de sumidouros, valetas e outros  canais de drenagem, entre outras medidas estruturais, aos cidadãos  competirá tomar atitudes proativas, assegurando por exemplo a  desobstrução dos sistemas de escoamento de águas pluviais dos quintais  ou varandas, e a limpeza de bueiros, algerozes e caleiras dos telhados  de habitações.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Para o esclarecimento de dúvidas, contacte o seu Serviço Municipal de Proteção Civil."&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2370896089919101778?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2370896089919101778/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2370896089919101778' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2370896089919101778'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2370896089919101778'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/primeiras-chuvas-atue-preventivamente.html' title='PRIMEIRAS CHUVAS: ATUE PREVENTIVAMENTE'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-LNriMyrJ_5U/TqR8K-2MGSI/AAAAAAAAB4Q/PCrKvUb6PrM/s72-c/326021_10150344776088183_299348498182_8252379_6040888_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3580515722306468623</id><published>2011-10-19T23:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-20T07:22:53.595+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma delícia!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px;"&gt;Situação hipotética. Encontramo-nos num local com alguém que podemos ou não conhecer com 2 pratos tapados.Pensamos que ninguém nos está a ver. Destapamos os pratos e somente um de nós tem comida. Qual a nossa reacção?&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;Descubram como se comportam as crianças frente a um prato vazio!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(255, 255, 255); "&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://sorisomail.com/partilha/217214.html"&gt;http://sorisomail.com/partilha/217214.htm&lt;/a&gt;l&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3580515722306468623?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3580515722306468623/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3580515722306468623' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3580515722306468623'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3580515722306468623'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/uma-delicia.html' title='Uma delícia!!!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7299193368284486219</id><published>2011-10-17T09:42:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-17T09:47:22.911+01:00</updated><title type='text'>arbre remarquable</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJsJ3X1ilMg/TpvrUvVDjhI/AAAAAAAAB4I/xqDxuqeRPds/s1600/arbre.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJsJ3X1ilMg/TpvrUvVDjhI/AAAAAAAAB4I/xqDxuqeRPds/s400/arbre.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664379697883221522" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pVzDBBlQi2g/TpvrUlmYZtI/AAAAAAAAB34/zZrJAyxUPmA/s1600/arbre%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 296px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-pVzDBBlQi2g/TpvrUlmYZtI/AAAAAAAAB34/zZrJAyxUPmA/s400/arbre%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5664379695271536338" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;dans le &lt;a href="http://www.paris.fr/loisirs/paris-au-vert/bois-de-boulogne/p6567"&gt;bois de boulogne&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7299193368284486219?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7299193368284486219/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7299193368284486219' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7299193368284486219'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7299193368284486219'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/arbre-remarquable.html' title='arbre remarquable'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-SJsJ3X1ilMg/TpvrUvVDjhI/AAAAAAAAB4I/xqDxuqeRPds/s72-c/arbre.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1872130571163063664</id><published>2011-10-14T09:09:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-14T09:17:34.940+01:00</updated><title type='text'>escatologismos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Arte &lt;i&gt;vs&lt;/i&gt; não arte.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Descobrindo o Centre George Pompidou deparo-me constantemente com esta questão. Assim, deixo aqui 3 imagens em que umas gostando ou não, me parecem ser arte, outras nem por isso, mas deixo à vossa consideração. Todas estavam dentro deste Centro de arte moderna e contemporânea.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb7k0WBsyFg/Tpfu8E_nbxI/AAAAAAAAB3c/tBr0sAEGOJo/s1600/wc%2Bgpompidou.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQqkJxIuS2M/Tpfu8NAiZwI/AAAAAAAAB3w/umI6mNuF8Ho/s400/urinol%2Bduchamp.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663257774493165314" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 327px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span"  &gt;&lt;u&gt;(Duchamp)&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;u&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Rb7k0WBsyFg/Tpfu8E_nbxI/AAAAAAAAB3c/tBr0sAEGOJo/s400/wc%2Bgpompidou.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663257772341817106" /&gt;&lt;/u&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;(Coincas)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fk1xUVda-Q/Tpfu75avuyI/AAAAAAAAB3U/4JDEJUOOTFM/s1600/bacon%2Bsanita.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 348px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-7fk1xUVda-Q/Tpfu75avuyI/AAAAAAAAB3U/4JDEJUOOTFM/s400/bacon%2Bsanita.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5663257769234381602" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(F. Bacon)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1872130571163063664?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1872130571163063664/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1872130571163063664' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1872130571163063664'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1872130571163063664'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/escatologismos.html' title='escatologismos....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-sQqkJxIuS2M/Tpfu8NAiZwI/AAAAAAAAB3w/umI6mNuF8Ho/s72-c/urinol%2Bduchamp.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-118104546706894310</id><published>2011-10-11T17:29:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-11T17:38:50.735+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Back to the 50's</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJO4pZ5jFTY/TpRv938o-7I/AAAAAAAAB2k/Y-PVNTsgUGo/s400/back%2B50.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662273740292553650" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 256px; height: 400px; " /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HI6GoxNERik/TpRv-hT7ZvI/AAAAAAAAB3E/ra2gtRNY9_0/s1600/palco.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-HI6GoxNERik/TpRv-hT7ZvI/AAAAAAAAB3E/ra2gtRNY9_0/s400/palco.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662273751396083442" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ePBvYhnWw0/TpRv-p5QhLI/AAAAAAAAB28/CgcfEqrYiMk/s1600/danca.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0ePBvYhnWw0/TpRv-p5QhLI/AAAAAAAAB28/CgcfEqrYiMk/s400/danca.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662273753700140210" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MwyXuyAgcU/TpRv-NKb5NI/AAAAAAAAB20/uAjBe5XFGS0/s1600/caveau.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-_MwyXuyAgcU/TpRv-NKb5NI/AAAAAAAAB20/uAjBe5XFGS0/s400/caveau.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5662273745987560658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJO4pZ5jFTY/TpRv938o-7I/AAAAAAAAB2k/Y-PVNTsgUGo/s1600/back%2B50.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Fun, a lot of fun in a Jazz Cellar in Paris - &lt;a href="http://www.caveaudelahuchette.fr/1514/25702.html"&gt;Caveau de la Huchette&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;div&gt;Some music in a home-made video to dance! :-) (ainda estou com as influências da anglófonas da reunião...)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-9f90208fd7b97e05" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" codebase="http://download.macromedia.com/pub/shockwave/cabs/flash/swflash.cab#version=6,0,40,0"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/get_player"&gt;&lt;param name="bgcolor" value="#FFFFFF"&gt;&lt;param name="allowfullscreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="flashvars" value="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f90208fd7b97e05%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331148609%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53EE0B38898082776F62A9111E16E9923A83ACAF.26E4B8391CDF9C5AC892D26EE610055541B51DDB%26key%3Dck1&amp;amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f90208fd7b97e05%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFgJ49O6Rkup5Ua96AhCmpdjFyOY&amp;amp;autoplay=0&amp;amp;ps=blogger"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/get_player" type="application/x-shockwave-flash"width="320" height="266" bgcolor="#FFFFFF"flashvars="flvurl=http://v11.nonxt7.googlevideo.com/videoplayback?id%3D9f90208fd7b97e05%26itag%3D5%26app%3Dblogger%26ip%3D0.0.0.0%26ipbits%3D0%26expire%3D1331148609%26sparams%3Did,itag,ip,ipbits,expire%26signature%3D53EE0B38898082776F62A9111E16E9923A83ACAF.26E4B8391CDF9C5AC892D26EE610055541B51DDB%26key%3Dck1&amp;iurl=http://video.google.com/ThumbnailServer2?app%3Dblogger%26contentid%3D9f90208fd7b97e05%26offsetms%3D5000%26itag%3Dw160%26sigh%3DFgJ49O6Rkup5Ua96AhCmpdjFyOY&amp;autoplay=0&amp;ps=blogger"allowFullScreen="true" /&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-118104546706894310?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/118104546706894310/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=118104546706894310' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/118104546706894310'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/118104546706894310'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/back-to-50s.html' title='Back to the 50&apos;s'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-xJO4pZ5jFTY/TpRv938o-7I/AAAAAAAAB2k/Y-PVNTsgUGo/s72-c/back%2B50.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-319959533500272225</id><published>2011-10-09T01:50:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-09T03:07:44.739+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Momentos musicais</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Paris fervilha de vida, com arte, música, muita gente na rua, apesar do frio que já se faz sentir (8ºC) e da chuva miudinha que teima em cair. Passeando em "Saint Michel" confirmámos um concerto do Requiem de Verdi na "Igreja Madeleine". Metro e mais metro, uma fila grande sobe as escadas para o concerto, passo à frente, onde se compram os bilhetes, atravesso portas, falo um francês meio macarrónico e lá temos 3 bilhetes para assistirmos numa igreja lindissima ao Requiem de Verdi, &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Mais de 50 coralistas, uma pequena orquestra com pelo menos 30 músicos, maestro, 4 solistas (soprano, meso-soprano, tenor e baixo), ouve-se o pigarrear junto com pequenas tosses, as cadeiras de madeira rangem quando o público (mais de duas centenas) procura ficar mais confortável, o maestro levanta a batuta e.... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;... silêncio....  delicio-me a ouvir as harmonias vocais com os instrumentos e estou bem.... uma boa maneira de iniciar uma semana por Paris, onde o trabalho me espera!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;object width="320" height="266" class="BLOG_video_class" id="BLOG_video-45b8eca40258aeb3" classid="clsid:D27CDB6E-AE6D-11cf-96B8-444553540000" 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src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7271724986098620972</id><published>2011-10-07T23:13:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T23:15:11.715+01:00</updated><title type='text'>à bientôt</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/uA4KihbsISU" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7271724986098620972?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7271724986098620972/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' 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width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8204124184064070063</id><published>2011-10-07T07:52:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-07T07:52:47.559+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sur la route</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niVpZSoE9PU/Toyrzej4ndI/AAAAAAAAB2c/ADnoIDXH1qg/s1600/estrada%2Bcastelo%2Bbranco.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niVpZSoE9PU/Toyrzej4ndI/AAAAAAAAB2c/ADnoIDXH1qg/s400/estrada%2Bcastelo%2Bbranco.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5660087732563123666" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(estrada no Faial a caminho do morro de Castelo Branco)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;On the road again, lá vou eu outra vez, seguir camino, etc...&lt;br /&gt;Novamente parto, desta vez com mais ansiedade e nervosismo para reuniões em que ainda não domino totalmente as temáticas, mas pelo menos vou com boa companhia e para uma cidade lindíssima. Nem tudo é mau portanto!!!&lt;br /&gt;Enquanto via aqui umas coisas na net, descobri este site "&lt;a href="http://www.surlaroute.ca/"&gt;Sur la route&lt;/a&gt;" e talvez venha a experimentar algum destes percursos em cicloturismo quando vier a ter férias.&lt;br /&gt;Até ao meu regresso...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8204124184064070063?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8204124184064070063/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8204124184064070063' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8204124184064070063'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8204124184064070063'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/sur-la-route.html' title='Sur la route'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-niVpZSoE9PU/Toyrzej4ndI/AAAAAAAAB2c/ADnoIDXH1qg/s72-c/estrada%2Bcastelo%2Bbranco.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6577932399952487250</id><published>2011-10-04T17:02:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-04T17:07:49.743+01:00</updated><title type='text'>há dias assim</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuoIHVYh6xU/Tosuz-ZgEBI/AAAAAAAAB2U/2wjQXF4MpK4/s1600/APD-Brain-on-fire_opt.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 250px; height: 375px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuoIHVYh6xU/Tosuz-ZgEBI/AAAAAAAAB2U/2wjQXF4MpK4/s400/APD-Brain-on-fire_opt.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659668827179323410" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.alzheimerspreventiondigest.com/2010/11/is-your-brain-on-fire/"&gt;(imagem retirada da net)&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ARRRRGHHH!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6577932399952487250?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6577932399952487250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6577932399952487250' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6577932399952487250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6577932399952487250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/ha-dias-assim.html' title='há dias assim'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-JuoIHVYh6xU/Tosuz-ZgEBI/AAAAAAAAB2U/2wjQXF4MpK4/s72-c/APD-Brain-on-fire_opt.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6253742367966327798</id><published>2011-10-03T19:28:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-10-03T19:46:16.988+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Arte, numa cripta!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ5L3OjzGZs/TooBsexEDoI/AAAAAAAAB1k/HG1WrwB5cqg/s1600/2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ5L3OjzGZs/TooBsexEDoI/AAAAAAAAB1k/HG1WrwB5cqg/s400/2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659337745429171842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4fdOf-_aSw/TooBsr58ajI/AAAAAAAAB1s/vQD8uNZpd1o/s1600/3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-O4fdOf-_aSw/TooBsr58ajI/AAAAAAAAB1s/vQD8uNZpd1o/s400/3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659337748956080690" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Surpresas, algo que saia do comum e me aguce o espírito deixa-me sempre uma marca, seja ela negativa ou positiva, como nesta situação!!&lt;br /&gt;Numa caminhada por Salzburgo, visito uma igreja e a sua cripta. Mal sabia a surpresa fascinante que me esperava ao fundo das escadas frias, húmidas de pedra tosca como quase todas as que nos levam às diferentes criptas.&lt;br /&gt;Um cartaz pequeno, ainda à superfície apregoava que um artista contemporâneo (não me lembro do nome), procurou criar algo que recriasse nesta cripta, agora reconstruída, a sua antiga &lt;a href="http://www.infopedia.pt/lingua-portuguesa-ao/cripta"&gt;função&lt;/a&gt; com uma uma imagem mais moderna e escultórica...&lt;br /&gt;Foi um deleite para o olhar, divertimento ao observar a reacção do público e fascínio pelas sombras criadas pela luz das velas que tremeluziam com o passar do vento gerado pelo movimento dos visitantes.&lt;br /&gt;Obrigada por ainda me aguçarem a curiosidade com coisas novas por este mundo fora!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WIwRrmBor0/TooBsM_hTAI/AAAAAAAAB1c/khrbng0Cz10/s1600/1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6WIwRrmBor0/TooBsM_hTAI/AAAAAAAAB1c/khrbng0Cz10/s400/1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5659337740657970178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6253742367966327798?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6253742367966327798/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6253742367966327798' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6253742367966327798'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6253742367966327798'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/10/arte-numa-cripta.html' title='Arte, numa cripta!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-bQ5L3OjzGZs/TooBsexEDoI/AAAAAAAAB1k/HG1WrwB5cqg/s72-c/2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8918386109008123036</id><published>2011-09-30T09:01:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T09:10:09.198+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Acolhedor</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Pequenos pormenores que nos fazem sentir bem vindos, em casa, e me levam quase sempre a clicar no botão da máquina. Estes espaços acolhedores fazem-me sentir bem, minimizando por vezes as saudades de regressar a Lisboa e ao meu lar. É bom partir para depois voltar!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80qENFxWNpQ/ToV422xu56I/AAAAAAAAB1U/5tntb6eZon8/s1600/casa%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 276px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80qENFxWNpQ/ToV422xu56I/AAAAAAAAB1U/5tntb6eZon8/s400/casa%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658061390673274786" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Aldeia no Parque de Abruzzo&lt;/span&gt;)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb2vY4rjxDg/ToV42jIPfMI/AAAAAAAAB1M/4fHG5sebirY/s1600/casa%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Xb2vY4rjxDg/ToV42jIPfMI/AAAAAAAAB1M/4fHG5sebirY/s400/casa%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658061385398975682" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0b_X4-8mols/ToV42mHBBKI/AAAAAAAAB1E/zeCo7YFdRBU/s1600/casa%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 208px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-0b_X4-8mols/ToV42mHBBKI/AAAAAAAAB1E/zeCo7YFdRBU/s400/casa%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5658061386199139490" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Umbria)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8918386109008123036?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8918386109008123036/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8918386109008123036' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8918386109008123036'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8918386109008123036'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/acolhedor.html' title='Acolhedor'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-80qENFxWNpQ/ToV422xu56I/AAAAAAAAB1U/5tntb6eZon8/s72-c/casa%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-167104371446528857</id><published>2011-09-28T08:42:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-28T08:42:59.713+01:00</updated><title type='text'>like it :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HktS2vX7o5o/ToJAqMFBQ2I/AAAAAAAAB08/3_lJAIRKJ94/s1600/pienza%2Bflor.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HktS2vX7o5o/ToJAqMFBQ2I/AAAAAAAAB08/3_lJAIRKJ94/s400/pienza%2Bflor.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5657155175471727458" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;da luz quente ao final do dia, da vivacidade e côr das flores, do mimoso cuidado a embelezar as moradias, do cheiro a terra seca, do restolho nos campos, das fragrâncias florais....  hum.... que bom é estar no Mediterrâneo, não há local como este!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-167104371446528857?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/167104371446528857/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=167104371446528857' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/167104371446528857'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/167104371446528857'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/like-it.html' title='like it :-)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-HktS2vX7o5o/ToJAqMFBQ2I/AAAAAAAAB08/3_lJAIRKJ94/s72-c/pienza%2Bflor.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4425982747500683362</id><published>2011-09-27T09:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-27T09:00:08.159+01:00</updated><title type='text'>João, mais uma vítima nuclear....</title><content type='html'>Durante anos procurei esta música no youtube e hoje por mero acaso encontrei-a. Ouvi-la fez-me voar para outros tempos, início da adolescência, a fervilhar de motivações, ideais, vontade de mudar, sonhos e lutas ambientais.&lt;div&gt;Muito mudou desde então, mas o prazer que tenho ao ouvir e o borbulhar de emoções várias fazem-me olhar para esta fase do meu desenvolvimento com uma réstia de orgulho pelo meu EU, apesar da ingenuidade que hoje lhe reconheço. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;É bom recordar... eu gosto... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe width="420" height="315" src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/4aIaetbCRk4" frameborder="0" allowfullscreen=""&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui podem encontrar a versão "&lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=JgI_KNTgUtg&amp;amp;feature=related"&gt;acústica&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4425982747500683362?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4425982747500683362/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4425982747500683362' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4425982747500683362'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4425982747500683362'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/joao-mais-uma-vitima-nuclear.html' title='João, mais uma vítima nuclear....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/4aIaetbCRk4/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1880319318656053606</id><published>2011-09-26T14:45:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-26T15:31:24.054+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Músicas e cidades</title><content type='html'>Existem músicas que se entranham no nosso subconsciente, não nos deixando visitar cidades, ouvir palavras, viver situações sem que venham à nossa memória e nos façam assobiar a sua melodia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Desta vez, indo a Itália, mas não propriamente a Roma, a música&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;"Arrivederci Roma"&lt;/span&gt; com Mario Lanza e Luisa Di Meo &lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/-prQ8AE_nvY" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;ou&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;L'Italiano Vero de Toto Cutugno&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZvA1utmKVxM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="315" width="420"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span&gt;acompanharam-me durante esta estadia.&lt;br /&gt;E será sempre com alegria que me recordarei desta viagem, pelos amigos que deixei, momentos partilhados e conhecimento gerado. Grazie mille, Pietro, Luciano, Lorenza e Giancarlo!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1880319318656053606?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1880319318656053606/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1880319318656053606' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1880319318656053606'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1880319318656053606'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/musicas-e-cidades.html' title='Músicas e cidades'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/-prQ8AE_nvY/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8265268921475313032</id><published>2011-09-22T08:30:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-22T08:54:16.771+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Vias</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Olhar para o nome das ruas no estrangeiro pode por vezes ser um trabalho inglório se o alfabeto não for o nosso, ou pode ser igualmente bastante divertido. Por terras italianas, as vias, corsos e afins tinham por vezes denominações que lhes caíam certinho como uma luva. Quantas vezes passámos pela "via dos mártires" e era uma subida brutal.... Mas ainda melhor do que esta ligação, foi o ler placas que eu associo à minha forma de ser e estar.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Ora se olharmos para esta primeira "Via Gozzante":&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(0, 0, 238); -webkit-text-decorations-in-effect: underline; "&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BuRqpD9mhp0/Tnrm-LAxjaI/AAAAAAAAB0s/2jPu208rRHA/s400/via%2Bgozzante.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655086237899394466" /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Pienza)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quem me conhece, sabe como muitas vezes estou a brincar e a gozar (no bom sentido), logo, que via melhor para eu morar?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;E esta seguinte "Via Povera Vita".&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;img src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-dpG0NGH3JvQ/Tnrm-ON4rHI/AAAAAAAAB0k/_oLWxx-q7Vc/s400/via%2Bpovera.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5655086238759693426" style="display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px; " /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span class="Apple-style-span" &gt;(Assisi)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Quando estou divertida, descansada e bem comigo e com os outros, ironizo quase sempre com uma frase"ah, vida triste e dura".... ora esta via, também poderia ser a minha, de uma forma irónica claro está.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Uma amiga dizia-me: &lt;span class="Apple-style-span" style="color: rgb(51, 51, 51); font-family: 'lucida grande', tahoma, verdana, arial, sans-serif; font-size: 11px; line-height: 14px; background-color: rgb(237, 239, 244); "&gt; "tu vives o teu trabalho como se fossem férias! isso é fantástico"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Pois considero que temos que aproveitar o bom que a vida nos oferece, e porque não também  durante o trabalho? Gostar do que se faz e tentar ver o lado positivo mesmo nas alturas menos boas é a minha maneira de ser. Até hoje, não me tenho arrependido de o fazer!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8265268921475313032?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8265268921475313032/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8265268921475313032' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8265268921475313032'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8265268921475313032'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/vias.html' title='Vias'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-BuRqpD9mhp0/Tnrm-LAxjaI/AAAAAAAAB0s/2jPu208rRHA/s72-c/via%2Bgozzante.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4261052151792061435</id><published>2011-09-12T22:10:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:29:23.732+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Candeeiros!</title><content type='html'>Tenho fascínio por candeeiros de rua!! Se são diferentes e tenho a máquina comigo, sai foto de certeza. Aqui ficam 3 italianos:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KNGfJm4fPQE/Tm521ZnYLbI/AAAAAAAAB0c/8rSi2mEK6po/s1600/candeeiro%2B3.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KNGfJm4fPQE/Tm521ZnYLbI/AAAAAAAAB0c/8rSi2mEK6po/s400/candeeiro%2B3.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651585242177744306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Candeeiro com vista! (em Spello)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;img src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uZXcok3uqaU/Tm521HsG3UI/AAAAAAAAB0M/6hVB0EK1fzM/s400/candeeiro%2B1.jpg" style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651585237365742914" /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Candeeiro santinho, por terras de S.Francisco de Assis (Assisi)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6jfsvPrL2c/Tm521HmfZII/AAAAAAAAB0U/L2FP7bOF5gA/s1600/candeeiro%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="text-align: left;display: block; margin-top: 0px; margin-right: auto; margin-bottom: 10px; margin-left: auto; cursor: pointer; width: 300px; height: 400px; " src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-d6jfsvPrL2c/Tm521HmfZII/AAAAAAAAB0U/L2FP7bOF5gA/s400/candeeiro%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651585237342184578" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Candeeiro familiar, dedicado à minha maninha que gosta muito do pôr do sol (Cortona)&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Podem ver &lt;a href="http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2009/04/floriu-o-e-um-candeeiro.html"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; outras &lt;a href="http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2010/08/espera.html"&gt;viagens&lt;/a&gt; antigas com candeeiros&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4261052151792061435?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4261052151792061435/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4261052151792061435' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4261052151792061435'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4261052151792061435'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/candeeiros.html' title='Candeeiros!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KNGfJm4fPQE/Tm521ZnYLbI/AAAAAAAAB0c/8rSi2mEK6po/s72-c/candeeiro%2B3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6382760023245468659</id><published>2011-09-12T22:05:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-12T22:08:09.016+01:00</updated><title type='text'>"attenti al cane"</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Para o caso de haver dúvidas....&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5E6ydtFPR4/Tm50XPs0CvI/AAAAAAAAB0E/aB-JJ1fzd6A/s1600/atenti%2Bcane.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5E6ydtFPR4/Tm50XPs0CvI/AAAAAAAAB0E/aB-JJ1fzd6A/s400/atenti%2Bcane.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5651582525096856306" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;... palavras para quê?&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6382760023245468659?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6382760023245468659/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6382760023245468659' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6382760023245468659'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6382760023245468659'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/attenti-al-cane.html' title='&quot;attenti al cane&quot;'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-r5E6ydtFPR4/Tm50XPs0CvI/AAAAAAAAB0E/aB-JJ1fzd6A/s72-c/atenti%2Bcane.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3858459550067358382</id><published>2011-09-10T08:42:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-10T08:46:49.673+01:00</updated><title type='text'>buongiorno</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEANzTMZy60/TmsV0iashbI/AAAAAAAABz8/ISMMGCJNmzU/s1600/galo.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEANzTMZy60/TmsV0iashbI/AAAAAAAABz8/ISMMGCJNmzU/s400/galo.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650634149802575282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTtb-VoB_z0/TmsV0VL8FPI/AAAAAAAABz0/RqopD-cXzzQ/s1600/casa.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-KTtb-VoB_z0/TmsV0VL8FPI/AAAAAAAABz0/RqopD-cXzzQ/s400/casa.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5650634146251019506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3858459550067358382?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3858459550067358382/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3858459550067358382' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3858459550067358382'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3858459550067358382'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/buongiorno.html' title='buongiorno'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-vEANzTMZy60/TmsV0iashbI/AAAAAAAABz8/ISMMGCJNmzU/s72-c/galo.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8468282327635978631</id><published>2011-09-07T16:45:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-07T16:48:08.340+01:00</updated><title type='text'>a minha janela</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC0ltC2XPKE/TmeRrcyvnMI/AAAAAAAABzs/t3itzV_9oQo/s1600/a%2Bminha%2Bjanela.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 298px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC0ltC2XPKE/TmeRrcyvnMI/AAAAAAAABzs/t3itzV_9oQo/s400/a%2Bminha%2Bjanela.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649644433209007298" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Acompanhada com esta belissima música. Há dias assim...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;embed style="display:inline;" quality="high" wmode="transparent" id="FlashDiv" flashvars="songId=84005867&amp;amp;pid=4668194934332869201" allowscriptaccess="always" src="http://www.myspace.com/music/song-embed?songid=84005867&amp;amp;getSwf=true" height="77" width="400"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;p&gt;Encontra mais canções de &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.blogger.com/naragonia/music/songs"&gt;naragonia&lt;/a&gt; em &lt;a target="_blank" href="http://www.blogger.com/music"&gt; Música do Myspace &lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8468282327635978631?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8468282327635978631/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8468282327635978631' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8468282327635978631'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8468282327635978631'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/minha-janela.html' title='a minha janela'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RC0ltC2XPKE/TmeRrcyvnMI/AAAAAAAABzs/t3itzV_9oQo/s72-c/a%2Bminha%2Bjanela.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1150651265752893671</id><published>2011-09-06T10:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-06T12:06:06.009+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Voar</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--i5uejJx4Sg/TmXoXWPmLtI/AAAAAAAABzk/TRDlT-2XrK0/s1600/borboleta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--i5uejJx4Sg/TmXoXWPmLtI/AAAAAAAABzk/TRDlT-2XrK0/s400/borboleta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5649176795411787474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;para outras terras, ver outras flores e outras gentes.&lt;br /&gt;Até ao meu regresso.&lt;br /&gt;Esta foto é de uma visita que fiz ao &lt;a href="http://lazer.publico.pt/artigo.asp?id=162425"&gt;Borboletário&lt;/a&gt; no Jardim Botânico da Faculdade de Ciências. Tanto o jardim como esta estufa de borboletas valem imenso a pena serem visitados por quem passa em Lisboa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1150651265752893671?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1150651265752893671/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1150651265752893671' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1150651265752893671'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1150651265752893671'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/voar.html' title='Voar'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--i5uejJx4Sg/TmXoXWPmLtI/AAAAAAAABzk/TRDlT-2XrK0/s72-c/borboleta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1682070904027018404</id><published>2011-09-05T11:52:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-05T11:54:07.525+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Elementar minha cara!!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOhsgFr4Rnc/TmSqEX36YvI/AAAAAAAABzc/U94SVPY9wuY/s1600/19267_294169437436_691322436_4440812_6017515_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOhsgFr4Rnc/TmSqEX36YvI/AAAAAAAABzc/U94SVPY9wuY/s400/19267_294169437436_691322436_4440812_6017515_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648826824734171890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Obrigada P.Fernandes pela partilha da foto!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1682070904027018404?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1682070904027018404/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1682070904027018404' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1682070904027018404'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1682070904027018404'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/elementar-minha-cara.html' title='Elementar minha cara!!!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-sOhsgFr4Rnc/TmSqEX36YvI/AAAAAAAABzc/U94SVPY9wuY/s72-c/19267_294169437436_691322436_4440812_6017515_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8173188186325289071</id><published>2011-09-03T10:19:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-03T10:35:06.693+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Partir....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cvCi0Y00eF8/TmHz52EQxDI/AAAAAAAABzU/owXsPdzFFUI/s1600/sintra%2B4.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cvCi0Y00eF8/TmHz52EQxDI/AAAAAAAABzU/owXsPdzFFUI/s400/sintra%2B4.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5648063582790796338" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Sintra)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;... calcorrear caminhos, estradas, descobrir cantos e recantos, ver belezas escondidas, usufruir dos aromas no ar, sentir texturas e sensações diferentes, arriscar comidas por vezes estranhas. Conhecer usos e costumes diversos, falar, partilhar, brincar, rir, criar empatias, tudo isto faz-me ter anseio de partir.&lt;br /&gt;Mas o desejo de ficar em casa, o cansaço de ir, a viagem chata de avião, os aeroportos, o trabalho (que na grande maioria das vezes é extremamente estimulante e interessante) mas que apresenta o stress acrescido de apresentar resultados.... contrabalançam o prazer de ir.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No final, até hoje, o balanço tem sido sempre extremamente positivo, e nas minhas dezenas de viagens por este mundo, tornei-me uma pessoa mais atenta, aberta, conhecedora, tolerante e compreensiva. Gosto e agradeço as oportunidades com que a vida me tem sorrido.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Até breve, vou partir novamente, para mais tarde voltar e ter o enorme prazer de chegar a CASA!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8173188186325289071?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8173188186325289071/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8173188186325289071' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8173188186325289071'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8173188186325289071'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/partir.html' title='Partir....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cvCi0Y00eF8/TmHz52EQxDI/AAAAAAAABzU/owXsPdzFFUI/s72-c/sintra%2B4.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6268647476999678915</id><published>2011-09-01T17:15:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T17:44:39.591+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Sinfonia em 3 andamentos "Um lanche das deusas"!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;font-size:130%;" &gt;A preparação.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-704HoYW1X6M/Tl-0uaF7ctI/AAAAAAAABzE/CxTLIl08ak8/s1600/inicio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-704HoYW1X6M/Tl-0uaF7ctI/AAAAAAAABzE/CxTLIl08ak8/s400/inicio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647431167117062866" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Todos os ingredientes deste "lanche das deusas" em cima da tábua do pão esperando que a mão experiente da maestrina, de uma forma sublime, precisa e conhecedora faça magia e a música comece a soar.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center; font-style: italic;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;O concerto.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jKP9sr5Sygo/Tl-0uI3t0HI/AAAAAAAABy8/C9rBTLxiZvA/s1600/meio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-jKP9sr5Sygo/Tl-0uI3t0HI/AAAAAAAABy8/C9rBTLxiZvA/s400/meio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647431162494046322" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A maestrina conjuga os sublimes pão caseiro e o doce de tomate, ambos confeccionados  pelas mãos experientes, carinhosas e generosas de uma outra maestrina (&lt;a href="http://diasmaiores.blogspot.com/search?q=doce+de+tomate"&gt;manamagana&lt;/a&gt;). Esta sinfonia salivativa culmina com o adormecer na cama doce, de 2 fatias de queijo atabafado proveniente do Alentejo. O chá de flor de laranjeira e gengibre, preparado de manhã por esta vossa condutora já arrefeceu estando à temperatura ambiente.&lt;br /&gt;Porém o auge desta sinfonia, acontece de um modo muito "alegro" quando a maestrina trinca pão, doce e queijo, e a magia acontece com uma explosão de sabores que enlouquecem as papilas gustativas.  A alternância de andamentos entre trincar, beber, mastigar, bebericar, saborear levam a um êxtase do palato com texturas, odores e paladares verdadeiramente agradáveis.&lt;br /&gt;Mas tudo o que é bom termina....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:130%;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;O grande final.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64H20Ou-sLs/Tl-0t0GqtTI/AAAAAAAABy0/GUNyfltymvE/s1600/fim.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 261px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-64H20Ou-sLs/Tl-0t0GqtTI/AAAAAAAABy0/GUNyfltymvE/s400/fim.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647431156919612722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nada para beber, nem trincar, mas o bom sabor mantém-se durante mais uns minutos e a memória de tal deleite gastronómico activa os neurónios ficando gravado na memória. É hora de limpar a tábua, lavar os instrumentos e guardá-los, e....&lt;br /&gt;... não esquecer de lavar os dentes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;font-size:180%;" &gt;FIM&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6268647476999678915?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6268647476999678915/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6268647476999678915' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6268647476999678915'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6268647476999678915'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/sinfonia-em-3-andamentos-um-lanche-das.html' title='Sinfonia em 3 andamentos &quot;Um lanche das deusas&quot;!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-704HoYW1X6M/Tl-0uaF7ctI/AAAAAAAABzE/CxTLIl08ak8/s72-c/inicio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2683104366166105753</id><published>2011-09-01T10:09:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-09-01T10:13:10.708+01:00</updated><title type='text'>E sei mesmo!!! :-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4BlyKw5LXts/Tl9MEXQzkyI/AAAAAAAABys/0RYw2yUm2PQ/s1600/291889_270957522921855_100000228278338_1243039_4556545_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 353px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4BlyKw5LXts/Tl9MEXQzkyI/AAAAAAAABys/0RYw2yUm2PQ/s400/291889_270957522921855_100000228278338_1243039_4556545_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5647316095593583394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;As coisas que se partilham no "Cara de livro" por vezes deixam-me abismada pela sua clarividência!!! Ora aqui está mais uma!!!&lt;br /&gt;Fabulosa!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2683104366166105753?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2683104366166105753/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2683104366166105753' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2683104366166105753'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2683104366166105753'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/09/e-sei-mesmo.html' title='E sei mesmo!!! :-)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-4BlyKw5LXts/Tl9MEXQzkyI/AAAAAAAABys/0RYw2yUm2PQ/s72-c/291889_270957522921855_100000228278338_1243039_4556545_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4142778095982450678</id><published>2011-08-30T10:49:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-30T10:58:50.099+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Amanhecer em Lisboa</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RoEgs-YaEs/Tly0SHMmc7I/AAAAAAAAByc/fcEIj3dVXFE/s1600/bicicleta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RoEgs-YaEs/Tly0SHMmc7I/AAAAAAAAByc/fcEIj3dVXFE/s400/bicicleta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646586256078304178" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUThJdkp5zM/Tly0SFhUWjI/AAAAAAAAByk/nh63bBnYpiU/s1600/torre%2Bbelem.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-RUThJdkp5zM/Tly0SFhUWjI/AAAAAAAAByk/nh63bBnYpiU/s400/torre%2Bbelem.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646586255628327474" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Começar manhã cedo, a pedalar percorrendo uma das zonas mais bonitas de Lisboa, é verdadeiramente um luxo. Melhor ainda, é passar antes da chegada dos autocarros dos turistas, e descobrir, sons e cheiros característicos da natureza junto a rios.&lt;br /&gt;A vida começa a despertar, os comerciantes esperam os clientes que lhes comprarão lenços, lerão a sina, pedintes  e arrumadores começam a ocupar os seus lugares habituais e os pescadores matutinos olham para os poucos ciclistas que passam, como se fôssemos "aves raras".&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sabem muito bem estes 40/45 minutos antes de chegar ao trabalho. Uma experiência a repetir sempre que possível!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4142778095982450678?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4142778095982450678/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4142778095982450678' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4142778095982450678'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4142778095982450678'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/amanhecer-em-lisboa.html' title='Amanhecer em Lisboa'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-5RoEgs-YaEs/Tly0SHMmc7I/AAAAAAAAByc/fcEIj3dVXFE/s72-c/bicicleta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7672515878154162969</id><published>2011-08-29T09:30:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-29T09:33:57.618+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Good advice!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FxiUmp03hAg/TltObaqaeQI/AAAAAAAAByU/iNyvFTAbBjw/s1600/1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 388px; height: 332px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FxiUmp03hAg/TltObaqaeQI/AAAAAAAAByU/iNyvFTAbBjw/s400/1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5646192790759700738" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Retirado da revista &lt;a href="http://www.online24.pt/revista-happy-woman/"&gt;Happy Woman&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7672515878154162969?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7672515878154162969/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7672515878154162969' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7672515878154162969'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7672515878154162969'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/good-advice.html' title='Good advice!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-FxiUmp03hAg/TltObaqaeQI/AAAAAAAAByU/iNyvFTAbBjw/s72-c/1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2891499708839700914</id><published>2011-08-26T10:48:00.001+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-26T10:50:04.886+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Happy Birthday Blues</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZaTEdi9tKDM?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eh eh, like it!!!! Not for today but for this month!!! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2891499708839700914?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2891499708839700914/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2891499708839700914' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2891499708839700914'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2891499708839700914'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/happy-birthday-blues.html' title='Happy Birthday Blues'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZaTEdi9tKDM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6803009649948518016</id><published>2011-08-25T10:22:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-25T10:22:40.156+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Tristeza e revolta</title><content type='html'>It's a Girl! Documentary Film - Official Trailer&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ISme5-9orR0?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="295" width="480"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estes são os sentimentos que me assolam neste momento após ver este trailer. É impressionante.... :-(&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6803009649948518016?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6803009649948518016/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6803009649948518016' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6803009649948518016'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6803009649948518016'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/tristeza-e-revolta.html' title='Tristeza e revolta'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ISme5-9orR0/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1729274242825233835</id><published>2011-08-24T16:21:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-24T16:32:40.686+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Acasos</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rY0Ve3X-tw0/TlUY_1oxBCI/AAAAAAAAByE/M-TByAgjeq0/s1600/aranha.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 294px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rY0Ve3X-tw0/TlUY_1oxBCI/AAAAAAAAByE/M-TByAgjeq0/s400/aranha.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644445192987673634" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1qKFfZ_PEdw/TlUZAJDzhvI/AAAAAAAAByM/ebIkQ_GgejQ/s1600/borboleta%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-1qKFfZ_PEdw/TlUZAJDzhvI/AAAAAAAAByM/ebIkQ_GgejQ/s400/borboleta%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5644445198201358066" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Sempre que vou em viagem, lá fora ou cá dentro, costumo levar a máquina fotográfica. Por vezes pode ser um entrave pois ao tirar muitas vezes as fotos perco a perspectiva do global e usufruo menos do espaço porque estou sempre parada ou tenho que parar para tirar uma foto.&lt;br /&gt;Tanto refilaram comigo, e eu mesma creio que evoluí, agora só tiro fotografias de vez em quando, mesmo que a máquina ande a tiracolo, sendo muito mais criteriosa. Tal aconteceu quando fui visitar uma parte  da Rota Histórica das Linhas de Torres no concelho de Loures. Locais altos, com uma vista fenomenal e... só vos mostro esta aranha e esta borboleta que utilizam a zona dos fortes como seu habitat.  Estes acasos biodiversos agradam-me, é bom ver diferentes seres vivos a coexistirem nos mesmos espaços sem grandes atritos (que eu visse claro está). Não é que não tenha ficado fascinada com tudo o resto, mas já não achei que valesse a pena eu tirar as fotografias, pois não íam ficar nada de jeito. Enfim... critérios de quem brinca com máquinas!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1729274242825233835?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1729274242825233835/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1729274242825233835' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1729274242825233835'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1729274242825233835'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/acasos.html' title='Acasos'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-rY0Ve3X-tw0/TlUY_1oxBCI/AAAAAAAAByE/M-TByAgjeq0/s72-c/aranha.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7702513725607291551</id><published>2011-08-20T12:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-20T12:07:10.050+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lakmé Flower Duet Erika Miklósa Bernadett Wiedemann Budapest</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/CX-6Ej2lnwg?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma das minhas área favoritas de sempre. A harmonia das duas vozes em conjunto é sublime e sem sombra de dúvida, a mim, enche-me a alma. Talvez a gravação não seja a mais perfeita, mas a música sim, é perfeita para um sábado com chuva!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7702513725607291551?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7702513725607291551/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7702513725607291551' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7702513725607291551'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7702513725607291551'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/lakme-flower-duet-erika-miklosa.html' title='Lakmé Flower Duet Erika Miklósa Bernadett Wiedemann Budapest'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/CX-6Ej2lnwg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4373742815284043716</id><published>2011-08-18T16:06:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-18T16:06:53.670+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The Click Song - Miriam Makeba</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/6aNZ8qwKDrE?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Esta música foi intitulada pelos britânicos como a "Canção do Clic" porque eles não conseguem fazer o clic que a Miriam Makeba faz, visto ser um som especifico de uma tribo se não estou em erro da África do Sul.  Esta é uma das grandes vozes de África, infelizmente já desaparecida. Um "clic" para todos vós! :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4373742815284043716?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4373742815284043716/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4373742815284043716' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4373742815284043716'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4373742815284043716'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/click-song-miriam-makeba.html' title='The Click Song - Miriam Makeba'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/6aNZ8qwKDrE/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4741553022008389371</id><published>2011-08-16T12:02:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-16T12:24:40.486+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Abdullah Ibrahim (Dollar Brand) -- Soweto.</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/izJYZhZgkMg?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="344"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma belíssima descoberta musical que estará presente na Culturgest a 17 de Setembro. A não perder!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4741553022008389371?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4741553022008389371/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4741553022008389371' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4741553022008389371'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4741553022008389371'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/abdullah-ibrahim-dollar-brand-soweto.html' title='Abdullah Ibrahim (Dollar Brand) -- Soweto.'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/izJYZhZgkMg/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3204269521785778639</id><published>2011-08-14T09:07:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-14T09:10:06.381+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Colours</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ytCsURFDtGg/TkeCM_4nmrI/AAAAAAAABxw/eX403q1vSbg/s1600/219171_1739346643736_1240764949_31526349_3728930_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ytCsURFDtGg/TkeCM_4nmrI/AAAAAAAABxw/eX403q1vSbg/s400/219171_1739346643736_1240764949_31526349_3728930_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5640620218123786930" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;(Lefkes - Ilha de Paros - Grécia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span class="fbPhotoCaptionText"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;para um dia um pouco cinzento....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3204269521785778639?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3204269521785778639/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3204269521785778639' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3204269521785778639'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3204269521785778639'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/colours.html' title='Colours'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ytCsURFDtGg/TkeCM_4nmrI/AAAAAAAABxw/eX403q1vSbg/s72-c/219171_1739346643736_1240764949_31526349_3728930_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4431586425591974396</id><published>2011-08-12T10:45:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-12T10:57:31.459+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Barco de ficção científica....</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_j9qOMwaRTs/TkT4PPyVfqI/AAAAAAAABxg/Fb8DFlRMUAg/s1600/oceaneye2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_j9qOMwaRTs/TkT4PPyVfqI/AAAAAAAABxg/Fb8DFlRMUAg/s400/oceaneye2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639905574194085538" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;A sair da Horta&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukj9zee7zWU/TkT4O2jeppI/AAAAAAAABxY/xXrezv3kQxg/s1600/ocean%2Beye%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;...para ver o fundo do mar sem molhar o pézinho!&lt;br /&gt;Numa tarde solarenga, familia grande e pequena aproxima-se do barco &lt;a href="http://www.tribunadasilhas.pt/index.php?option=com_content&amp;amp;view=article&amp;amp;id=1645:oceaneye-aposta-num-novo-conceito-de-actividade-maritimo-turistica&amp;amp;catid=6:reportagem&amp;amp;Itemid=7"&gt;OCEANEYE&lt;/a&gt; e temos a sensação de entrar numa nave espacial! Vidro à frente, vidro por baixo, o que nos permite ver como é o fundo do mar açoreano em zonas onde só se chega se fizermos mergulho.&lt;br /&gt;Para as crianças mais pequenas é o delírio apesar de alguns pequenos enjoos.&lt;br /&gt;Vimos peixes, pepinos do mar, ouriços, rochas, lava solidificada, areia e a sua dinâmica marinha, caranguejos, grutas e, o que mais encantou a família pequena, o "Faial a respirar"! Ver bolhas a subir no meio do oceano, em que algumas até eram bastante grandes,  faz-nos perceber que a actividades vulcânica das ilhas com as suas falhas ainda estão activas.&lt;br /&gt;Se forem ao Faial, vale a pena usufruir deste passeio com uma &lt;a href="http://www.oceaneye.pt/pt/equipa/"&gt;equipa&lt;/a&gt; especializada, com conhecimento cientifico e cultural das ilhas muito interessante.&lt;br /&gt;Bons passeios.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S5V5dXF7mhU/TkT4PAuNPvI/AAAAAAAABxo/YWT0NcWeacM/s1600/oceaneye3.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-S5V5dXF7mhU/TkT4PAuNPvI/AAAAAAAABxo/YWT0NcWeacM/s400/oceaneye3.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639905570150235890" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;"O Faial a respirar" junto à espalamaca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukj9zee7zWU/TkT4O2jeppI/AAAAAAAABxY/xXrezv3kQxg/s1600/ocean%2Beye%2B1.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-ukj9zee7zWU/TkT4O2jeppI/AAAAAAAABxY/xXrezv3kQxg/s400/ocean%2Beye%2B1.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5639905567420884626" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;O Pico ao fundo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4431586425591974396?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4431586425591974396/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4431586425591974396' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4431586425591974396'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4431586425591974396'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/barco-de-ficcao-cientifica.html' title='Barco de ficção científica....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-_j9qOMwaRTs/TkT4PPyVfqI/AAAAAAAABxg/Fb8DFlRMUAg/s72-c/oceaneye2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6705623801616925571</id><published>2011-08-09T13:48:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T13:54:15.019+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Summer wine</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/Bj6nhpC5Qbo" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Gosto de ambas as vozes, a letra é bonita, a melodia também, logo, aqui fica para partilhar. Tempos houve em que eu gostava muito dos "The Corrs", agora ouço, mas já não me enche as medidas como dantes. Esta música parece que é uma "oldie", com autoria de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Lee_Hazlewood" title="Lee Hazlewood"&gt;Lee Hazlewood&lt;/a&gt; e ficou famosa com a interpretação de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Nancy_Sinatra" title="Nancy Sinatra"&gt;Nancy Sinatra&lt;/a&gt; and Lee Hazlewood in 1967. Vale a pena ouvir também essa &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=mQiDs9tKZv4"&gt;versão&lt;/a&gt; para descobrir as diferenças. Boas músicas e bom Verão que hoje está quente, quente....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6705623801616925571?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6705623801616925571/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6705623801616925571' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6705623801616925571'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6705623801616925571'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/summer-wine.html' title='Summer wine'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/Bj6nhpC5Qbo/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6337186104638059907</id><published>2011-08-09T00:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-09T00:31:43.236+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Em busca de novos mundos....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XumCvarl61E/TkBxrrWwNLI/AAAAAAAABxQ/1OM2dMSFRyA/s1600/telescopio.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XumCvarl61E/TkBxrrWwNLI/AAAAAAAABxQ/1OM2dMSFRyA/s400/telescopio.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638631728654333106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... no espaço sideral!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Este telescópio custou 9 contos de reis em finais do século XIX. Sabendo que todo o Observatório Astronómico de Lisboa custou 40 contos de reis, quanto será a equivalência de ambos para Euros? Ui, muito dinheiro seguramente! Quando o nosso País ainda tínha dinheiro para financiar a concretização dos sonhos de quem tinha ideias avançadas... por vezes à frente do seu tempo...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6337186104638059907?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6337186104638059907/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6337186104638059907' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6337186104638059907'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6337186104638059907'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/em-busca-de-novos-mundos.html' title='Em busca de novos mundos....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-XumCvarl61E/TkBxrrWwNLI/AAAAAAAABxQ/1OM2dMSFRyA/s72-c/telescopio.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2692631501786681355</id><published>2011-08-07T15:42:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-07T15:53:26.281+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Lisboa segundo os pontos cardeais</title><content type='html'>Subir ao &lt;a href="http://www.oal.ul.pt/"&gt;Observatório Astronómico de Lisboa&lt;/a&gt;, ao fim do dia com uma luz invejável, é algo memorável.&lt;br /&gt;Aqui ficam as imagens da nossa Lisboa segundo os pontos cardeais tendo como eixo central o OAL na Tapada da Ajuda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;SUL&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1W93KqY67HA/Tj6l5iNWhwI/AAAAAAAABxA/S4wTZBmYGIk/s1600/lisboa%2Bsul.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1W93KqY67HA/Tj6l5iNWhwI/AAAAAAAABxA/S4wTZBmYGIk/s400/lisboa%2Bsul.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638126191368374018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;NORTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-1U1gxfn6c/Tj6l5WN7jbI/AAAAAAAABw4/JHfIW_zC7Bw/s1600/lisboa%2Bnorte.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-P-1U1gxfn6c/Tj6l5WN7jbI/AAAAAAAABw4/JHfIW_zC7Bw/s400/lisboa%2Bnorte.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638126188149575090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;ESTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0gOoCjaJZk/Tj6l5WJURPI/AAAAAAAABww/vhlf0HGnlWM/s1600/lisboa%2Beste.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-x0gOoCjaJZk/Tj6l5WJURPI/AAAAAAAABww/vhlf0HGnlWM/s400/lisboa%2Beste.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638126188130223346" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;OESTE&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Brtq8ywNvnk/Tj6l6ilSlbI/AAAAAAAABxI/mp0BGGJ1Bss/s1600/lisboa_oeste.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-Brtq8ywNvnk/Tj6l6ilSlbI/AAAAAAAABxI/mp0BGGJ1Bss/s400/lisboa_oeste.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5638126208648648114" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2692631501786681355?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2692631501786681355/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2692631501786681355' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2692631501786681355'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2692631501786681355'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/pontos-cardeais-por-lisboa.html' title='Lisboa segundo os pontos cardeais'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-1W93KqY67HA/Tj6l5iNWhwI/AAAAAAAABxA/S4wTZBmYGIk/s72-c/lisboa%2Bsul.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3821587557344809696</id><published>2011-08-05T16:30:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-05T16:32:09.012+01:00</updated><title type='text'>O uso correcto do portátil em casa</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/J2nejx0ailA" allowfullscreen="" width="425" frameborder="0" height="349"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;É facílimo adquirir maus posicionamentos quando estamos a utilizar um portátil quer seja em casa como no trabalho. Este video explica de forma simples e penso que de algum modo eficaz, como nos devemos posicionar.&lt;br /&gt;Aprendamos algo, ou relembremos somente.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3821587557344809696?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3821587557344809696/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3821587557344809696' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3821587557344809696'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3821587557344809696'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/o-uso-correcto-do-portatil-em-casa.html' title='O uso correcto do portátil em casa'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/J2nejx0ailA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8898740500329091273</id><published>2011-08-03T11:25:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-08-03T11:26:04.837+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Uma vaca a andar de bicicleta...</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkDAWYdtE2k/TjkiIt2zXnI/AAAAAAAABwo/E-9srjm_aZQ/s1600/vaca%2Be%2Bbicicleta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 311px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkDAWYdtE2k/TjkiIt2zXnI/AAAAAAAABwo/E-9srjm_aZQ/s400/vaca%2Be%2Bbicicleta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5636573941774638706" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... na praia de Porto Pim com a "mulher de capote". Surrealismos faialenses! ;-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8898740500329091273?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8898740500329091273/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8898740500329091273' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8898740500329091273'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8898740500329091273'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/08/uma-vaca-andar-de-bicicleta.html' title='Uma vaca a andar de bicicleta...'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-zkDAWYdtE2k/TjkiIt2zXnI/AAAAAAAABwo/E-9srjm_aZQ/s72-c/vaca%2Be%2Bbicicleta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2629583665004590380</id><published>2011-07-31T17:39:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T17:44:06.958+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Até breve</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHPIJqvVc8Y/TjWFx5sD1AI/AAAAAAAABwg/Y3jdp_kVg20/s1600/pico%2Bvisto%2Bda%2Bgruta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHPIJqvVc8Y/TjWFx5sD1AI/AAAAAAAABwg/Y3jdp_kVg20/s400/pico%2Bvisto%2Bda%2Bgruta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5635557601069749250" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(O Pico visto de uma das grutas do Monte da Guia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Não será já neste ano de 2011, mas em 2012 seguramente estarei de volta.&lt;br /&gt;Muita diversão, algumas birras, tudo acompanhado com trabalho pois não vim de férias propriamente ditas, rechearam esta minha estadia pelo Faial. Muitos mergulhos, algumas corridas, bicicleta, tudo para que não perca o ritmo de fazer desporto. Descobri caminhos novos, actividades diferentes e estive bem.&lt;br /&gt;Até breve!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2629583665004590380?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2629583665004590380/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2629583665004590380' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2629583665004590380'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2629583665004590380'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/ate-breve.html' title='Até breve'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-eHPIJqvVc8Y/TjWFx5sD1AI/AAAAAAAABwg/Y3jdp_kVg20/s72-c/pico%2Bvisto%2Bda%2Bgruta.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-566689239811005723</id><published>2011-07-29T20:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-29T20:23:32.537+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Insólitos Faialenses</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TcSUdFa32j8/TjClvlVDi6I/AAAAAAAABwY/utDSFixhl3U/s1600/mota.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TcSUdFa32j8/TjClvlVDi6I/AAAAAAAABwY/utDSFixhl3U/s400/mota.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634185370733349794" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Motorizada, em cima de um muro de uma casa de banho pública junto a uma praia com perigo de deslizamentos de terra.&lt;br /&gt;Será para fugir com as calças na mão caso ocorra alguma desgraça?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-566689239811005723?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/566689239811005723/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=566689239811005723' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/566689239811005723'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/566689239811005723'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/insolitos-faialenses.html' title='Insólitos Faialenses'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-TcSUdFa32j8/TjClvlVDi6I/AAAAAAAABwY/utDSFixhl3U/s72-c/mota.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4588781133426230195</id><published>2011-07-28T00:14:00.006+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-28T11:07:18.103+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pequenos luxos!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgX2XQPsECw/TjChFKScH3I/AAAAAAAABwA/aLCUEdZgZZo/s1600/cenouras.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgX2XQPsECw/TjChFKScH3I/AAAAAAAABwA/aLCUEdZgZZo/s200/cenouras.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634180243873603442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj4y5QpZLWE/TjChFQIMLUI/AAAAAAAABwI/JR_reR5JNAU/s1600/horta.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 132px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-Dj4y5QpZLWE/TjChFQIMLUI/AAAAAAAABwI/JR_reR5JNAU/s200/horta.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634180245441228098" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora pensava eu que  tratar de hortas seria somente no meu local de trabalho. Porém, o meu cunhado N. mais a restante família (mas o grande trabalho e pachorra são mesmo dele) fizeram uma pequena horta no seu jardim! Cenouras, tomate redondo e de chucha, courgetes, alfaces, cebola e rúcola são as culturas que semearam e que começaram a dar o seu fruto. Todos os dias temos alface e rúcola para a salada. Por vezes lá tiramos umas cenourinhas, uma ou outra courgete para a sopa, mas o tomate ainda não está maduro e a cebola ainda está muito pequena.&lt;br /&gt;Como o N. não está cá, tenho lá ido regar, mondar e por vezes desbastar as courgetes. É divertido ver a quantidade de vida que por ali existe. Formigas, abelhas e abelhões, aranhas várias, escaravelhos, lagartas (malandras, umas comeram uma couve inteirinha e umas outras andam a esburacar o tomate), vivem, não sei se em perfeita harmonia, mas num mesmo pequeno espaço.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, a pequena S. decidiu dar-me uma ajuda a regar. Com as ervas a tentarem colonizar o espaço da horta, S. pegou na minha tesoura que utilizei para desbastar as courgetes e lá foi ela cortando um pouco o que lhe passou pela frente. Até umas pequenas folhas de um arbusto enorme, pois dizia que estavam a criar obstáculos à passagem dos gatos.&lt;br /&gt;Isto leva-me a pensar, teremos mais uma pequena hortelã na família?&lt;br /&gt;Eu gosto deste pequeno ritual de ir colher à horta o que vou utilizar no momento para cozinhar ou para preparar uma saladita. Pequenos luxos!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYYxGmcd4hs/TjChcpZLw-I/AAAAAAAABwQ/yQYYSN_uAzw/s1600/a%2Brega.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-kYYxGmcd4hs/TjChcpZLw-I/AAAAAAAABwQ/yQYYSN_uAzw/s400/a%2Brega.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5634180647360381922" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4588781133426230195?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4588781133426230195/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4588781133426230195' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4588781133426230195'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4588781133426230195'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/pequenos-luxos.html' title='Pequenos luxos!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YgX2XQPsECw/TjChFKScH3I/AAAAAAAABwA/aLCUEdZgZZo/s72-c/cenouras.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7128047609062025498</id><published>2011-07-25T11:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-25T11:21:52.071+01:00</updated><title type='text'>et tout le monde va a la plage... ;-)</title><content type='html'>Um música muito boa onda!! Tenham um bom dia!!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/ZcBn34ZFcCU" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;La Mer&lt;/strong&gt; (The Butcher)        &lt;pre&gt;La mer va dehors&lt;br /&gt;La mer va dedans&lt;br /&gt;Touche le petit poisson&lt;br /&gt;Qui habite dans la mer&lt;br /&gt;C'est vrai Tu sais  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mer c'est bleu &lt;br /&gt;Et les poissons sont verts&lt;br /&gt;La mer c'est bleu&lt;br /&gt;Et les poissons sont verts&lt;br /&gt;C'est vrai C'est un fait&lt;i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tout le monde va a la plage&lt;br /&gt;Parce qu'il est bien joli&lt;br /&gt;Et tout le monde s'amuse bien&lt;br /&gt;A la plage.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les éléphants sont gris&lt;br /&gt;Et la mer c'est bleu &lt;br /&gt;La mer c'est bleu &lt;br /&gt;Et les éléphants sont gris&lt;br /&gt;Mais qu'est ce qu'il y a des éléphants ici? &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La mer c'est bleu&lt;br /&gt;Et les éléphants souvent&lt;br /&gt;Les éléphants souvent&lt;br /&gt;Ils font des vacances &lt;br /&gt;Les éléphants font des vacances comme tout le monde&lt;i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tout le monde va a la plage&lt;br /&gt;Parce qu'il est bien joli&lt;br /&gt;Et tout le monde s'amuse bien A la plage.&lt;/i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Comme ça!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les éléphants ils montent&lt;br /&gt;Dans le bateau&lt;br /&gt;Le bateau ne marche pas&lt;br /&gt;C'est trop petit&lt;br /&gt;Les éléphants tombent dans la mer&lt;br /&gt;PLOUF!  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Les éléphants ils nagent&lt;br /&gt;Jusqu'à la plage&lt;br /&gt;Les éléphants ils nagent&lt;br /&gt;Jusqu'à la plage&lt;br /&gt;Les éléphants ils sont sauvés&lt;br /&gt;OUAIS!&lt;i&gt;  &lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Et tout le monde va a la plage&lt;br /&gt;Parce qu'il est bien joli&lt;br /&gt;Et tout le monde s'amuse bien&lt;br /&gt;A la plage.&lt;/i&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/pre&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7128047609062025498?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7128047609062025498/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7128047609062025498' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7128047609062025498'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7128047609062025498'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/et-tout-le-monde-va-la-plage.html' title='et tout le monde va a la plage... ;-)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/ZcBn34ZFcCU/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-5185228634364176005</id><published>2011-07-22T01:14:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-22T01:41:43.783+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Animalia</title><content type='html'>Animais e animação!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Apresento as feras da casa açoreana (ferozes como se vê)!!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ozRu0YRFP8k/TijF1oVSJeI/AAAAAAAABvw/b6MYCgz3mEY/s1600/DSC06497.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 132px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ozRu0YRFP8k/TijF1oVSJeI/AAAAAAAABvw/b6MYCgz3mEY/s200/DSC06497.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631968859177231842" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9-m6_FtVsE/TijF1eJDxfI/AAAAAAAABvo/1a6mjacAbqs/s1600/DSC06495.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="cursor: pointer; width: 176px; height: 137px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-r9-m6_FtVsE/TijF1eJDxfI/AAAAAAAABvo/1a6mjacAbqs/s200/DSC06495.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631968856441603570" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-THRhbIResqY/TijFcapVDoI/AAAAAAAABvg/_-oV2IdNmZ4/s1600/DSC06495.JPG"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;                                                                       (Xana e Pipoca)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Continuando com os animais, este é um jogo (&lt;a href="http://www.fnac.pt/Piramide-de-Animais-Varios/a268983"&gt;pirâmide de animais&lt;/a&gt;) que vi com a mãe dos pimpolhos em Viena, gostámos muito e cá está ele para minha/nossa diversão!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WCLHlApkq4g/TijGxy_f6JI/AAAAAAAABv4/otKN9bPyrmM/s1600/DSC06499.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-WCLHlApkq4g/TijGxy_f6JI/AAAAAAAABv4/otKN9bPyrmM/s400/DSC06499.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631969892830800018" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-5185228634364176005?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/5185228634364176005/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=5185228634364176005' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5185228634364176005'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/5185228634364176005'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/animalia.html' title='Animalia'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-ozRu0YRFP8k/TijF1oVSJeI/AAAAAAAABvw/b6MYCgz3mEY/s72-c/DSC06497.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-57530281591727933</id><published>2011-07-20T19:35:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-20T19:52:32.426+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Perigo, deslizamentos!!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dcTYbH31E0/TiciksCJtoI/AAAAAAAABu4/q5c3QPiEq-E/s1600/perigo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dcTYbH31E0/TiciksCJtoI/AAAAAAAABu4/q5c3QPiEq-E/s400/perigo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631507872740914818" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Xwez1cKrlc/TicjRY-m46I/AAAAAAAABvQ/ps7KzfghMaU/s1600/landslides.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--Xwez1cKrlc/TicjRY-m46I/AAAAAAAABvQ/ps7KzfghMaU/s400/landslides.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631508640719889314" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(dunas e encosta com deslizamento)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Ora o que para uns é perigo para outros é diversão. Tudo depende da escala. Igualmente depende da nossa própria percepção do perigo, onde ele está, como reagimos a ele, qual o seu efeito adverso, a sua frequência e intensidade.&lt;br /&gt;Este ano tenho trabalhado nos riscos naturais, mais propriamente nos Incêndios florestais e os pontos de ligação com outros riscos, tais como deslizamentos de terra, vulcões, sismos, etc. Um mundo novo, ou quase, com muitas surpresas e conhecimentos novos.&lt;br /&gt;Na ilha do Faial, os grandes riscos naturais serão os sismos, vulcão e deslizamentos de terra. Num dos passeios fomos até uma praia que é a nossa grande diversão nas dunas onde se notam alguns deslizamentos, mas que pelo menos no Verão, não têm grande intensidade, mas onde o risco está verdadeiramente presente.&lt;br /&gt;Nunca tive problemas em entrar na praia, e subir e deslizar pela duna abaixo, mas desta vez, fiquei um pouco mais apreensiva e atenta aos sinais de maior perigo. Por vezes a ignorância é uma bênção.... Mas mesmo assim, prefiro procurar o conhecimento e preparar-me, pelo menos para resistir um pouco melhor aos perigos e rapidamente recuperar até ao ponto de equilíbrio (resistências, vulnerabilidades e resiliência).&lt;br /&gt;Resultado, diversão, com um pouco mais de cuidado!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbmxrhJTkLE/TicilFvYymI/AAAAAAAABvI/-b1LgfJ0W1o/s1600/escarpas.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-lbmxrhJTkLE/TicilFvYymI/AAAAAAAABvI/-b1LgfJ0W1o/s400/escarpas.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5631507879641533026" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-57530281591727933?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/57530281591727933/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=57530281591727933' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/57530281591727933'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/57530281591727933'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/perigo-deslizamentos.html' title='Perigo, deslizamentos!!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-3dcTYbH31E0/TiciksCJtoI/AAAAAAAABu4/q5c3QPiEq-E/s72-c/perigo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3521065085140577250</id><published>2011-07-19T10:41:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-19T10:56:43.384+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Cabeça no ar....</title><content type='html'>Ora nunca me considerei uma pessoa esquecida. Despistada, sim, mas esquecida nem por isso. Mas agora tenho que rever esse conceito e nomear-me, a esquecida mor!! Este será o meu cognome!! ;-)&lt;br /&gt;Vou explicar: decido ir um dia bem mais cedo para o trabalho para terminar umas tarefas prioritárias antes que o telefone comece a dizer que está lá, quando....&lt;br /&gt;... procuro a chave para abrir a porta e tinha-me esquecido da chave em casa, que por acaso se encontra no mesmo porta-chaves que a chave de casa e já lá não tinha ninguém... resultado: sentada junto ao pinhal, a ler um livro que por acaso tinha no carro durante 1h30 esperando que alguém chegasse ao serviço.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui nos Açores, após brincadeiras nas piscinas de Castelo Branco, dar duche aos sobrinhos, arrumar tudo, regressar a casa, jantar, deitar a criançada e começar a arrumar toalhas e fatos de banho, quando...&lt;br /&gt;- Onde está a toalha do F.?&lt;br /&gt;- Ficou em cima da rocha junto à piscina. :-(&lt;br /&gt;O cunhado lá foi às 23h e ela ainda lá estava no mesmo sítio....&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, parque infantil, deitar na relva, brincar, vir para casa, jantar, lembro-me que tinha de telefonar e ... cadê o telemóvel? Reviro tudo e nada. Saio às 22h30 e vou até ao parque infantil das angústias (reflecte o meu estado de espírito na altura). Este está trancado, tudo escuro e decido ligar para mim... ouço ao longe um amolador de facas... pronto, este é o meu toque, está lá dentro e não o posso ir buscar. A ver se amanhã acordo cedo para o ir buscar antes que alguém o encontre.&lt;br /&gt;Hoje, às 8h10 estava à porta do parque, e lá estava o meu telemovel, junto aos baloiços, descansadinho à minha espera.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ora, de que mais me esquecerei eu até ao meu regresso?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Bem, aqui fica uma música muito boa para acompanhar estes acontecimentos: "&lt;a href="http://grooveshark.com/#/s/Alhambra+Blues/39pFnT?src=5"&gt;Alhambra Blues&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3521065085140577250?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3521065085140577250/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3521065085140577250' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3521065085140577250'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3521065085140577250'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/cabeca-no-ar.html' title='Cabeça no ar....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4122046880316052150</id><published>2011-07-17T00:01:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-17T00:09:56.532+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Correspondência ao Mar</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tpT9ddclvA/TiIY-rT7dLI/AAAAAAAABuw/YVZoZOBnk-4/s1600/praia%2Bda%2Bfaja.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tpT9ddclvA/TiIY-rT7dLI/AAAAAAAABuw/YVZoZOBnk-4/s400/praia%2Bda%2Bfaja.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5630089949223810226" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2009/03/folha-renda.html"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;Praia da Fajã do Norte  - Faial&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt; font-family: Arial; color: black" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="footer1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#002121;"&gt;"&lt;i&gt;Quando penso no  mar, o mar regressa&lt;br /&gt;A linha do horizonte é um fio de asas&lt;br /&gt;E o corpo das  águas é luar;&lt;br /&gt;De puro esforço, as velas são memória&lt;br /&gt;E o porto e as casas&lt;br /&gt;Uma ruga de areia transitória.&lt;/i&gt;"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;                      Vitorino Nemésio &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:85%;"&gt;(&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: 9.0pt; font-family: Arial; color: black" lang="PT"&gt;&lt;span class="footer1"&gt;&lt;span style="color:#002121;"&gt;&lt;i&gt;O Bicho Harmonioso)&lt;/i&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4122046880316052150?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4122046880316052150/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4122046880316052150' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4122046880316052150'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4122046880316052150'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/correspondencia-ao-mar.html' title='Correspondência ao Mar'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-3tpT9ddclvA/TiIY-rT7dLI/AAAAAAAABuw/YVZoZOBnk-4/s72-c/praia%2Bda%2Bfaja.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4901620913429879510</id><published>2011-07-14T12:48:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-14T12:48:34.021+01:00</updated><title type='text'>De volta aos Açores</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/NmDwD_2cYDA?fs=1" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Charamba interpretada pela Brigada Vitor Jara. Aqui pode ouvir-se o som das violas da terra, a dolência das músicas açoreanas e uma melodia que me agrada.&lt;br /&gt;Voltei a uma das minhas terras preferidas. Até breve Lisboa, agora estou por cá!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4901620913429879510?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4901620913429879510/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4901620913429879510' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4901620913429879510'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4901620913429879510'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/de-volta-aos-acores.html' title='De volta aos Açores'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/NmDwD_2cYDA/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-6776139337600495775</id><published>2011-07-08T21:00:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-08T21:09:20.484+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando se coloca o dedo na ferida....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hI7c_YZLGGA/ThdjNleGsJI/AAAAAAAABug/PX0sPimJPHs/s1600/bartoon%2B6_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hI7c_YZLGGA/ThdjNleGsJI/AAAAAAAABug/PX0sPimJPHs/s400/bartoon%2B6_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627075344470552722" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qlsAOac4FO8/ThdjNmhLqdI/AAAAAAAABuo/LKLdKcArTWw/s1600/bartoon%2B8_7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 302px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-qlsAOac4FO8/ThdjNmhLqdI/AAAAAAAABuo/LKLdKcArTWw/s400/bartoon%2B8_7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5627075344751897042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;é quando eu gosto mesmo de ver e ler os cartoons. A crítica certeira, a ironia, a simplicidade e o humor, são algumas das características que me agradam naquele desenho, que por vezes parece um esboço e tem quase sempre um humor inteligente e por vezes negro (outro ponto positivo a acrescentar).&lt;br /&gt;O jornal &lt;a href="http://www.publico.pt/"&gt;Público&lt;/a&gt; tem o Bartoon que me diverte e por vezes faz pensar de uma forma mais ligeira em assuntos graves. Ora vejam os últimos dois sobre as agências de rating!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-6776139337600495775?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/6776139337600495775/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=6776139337600495775' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6776139337600495775'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/6776139337600495775'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/quando-se-coloca-o-dedo-na-ferida.html' title='Quando se coloca o dedo na ferida....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-hI7c_YZLGGA/ThdjNleGsJI/AAAAAAAABug/PX0sPimJPHs/s72-c/bartoon%2B6_7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7681888118792500687</id><published>2011-07-03T23:07:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-07-03T23:33:52.019+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Leitura de férias</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkerJ86NY3c/ThDuDzGi75I/AAAAAAAABuY/UMUMeCvDKqE/s1600/leitura%2Bde%2Bferias.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkerJ86NY3c/ThDuDzGi75I/AAAAAAAABuY/UMUMeCvDKqE/s400/leitura%2Bde%2Bferias.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5625257683610431378" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Já fazia tempo que não conseguia ler assumidamente um livro numas férias. Este ano, na Grécia, com uma semana de férias, onde não peguei em nada de trabalho, nos tempos mais mortos, li. Que prazer é ler um livro que cativa, e que ao chegar ao fim, por saber que a história continua num novo volume, anseio por chegar a casa e descobrir que aventuras me reservam o segundo volume. Aconselho, "&lt;a href="http://viajarpelaleitura.blogspot.com/2010/07/o-primeiro-dia-r_03.html"&gt;o primeiro dia&lt;/a&gt;" e "&lt;a href="http://marcadordelivros.blogspot.com/2011/03/primeira-noite-marc-levy.html"&gt;a primeira noite&lt;/a&gt;". Maravilha!! :-)&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7681888118792500687?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7681888118792500687/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7681888118792500687' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7681888118792500687'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7681888118792500687'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/07/leitura-de-ferias.html' title='Leitura de férias'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-jkerJ86NY3c/ThDuDzGi75I/AAAAAAAABuY/UMUMeCvDKqE/s72-c/leitura%2Bde%2Bferias.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1158464538125998559</id><published>2011-06-26T16:34:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-26T17:48:27.623+01:00</updated><title type='text'>para cima... para baixo....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVECJ3RRsfo/TgdiVkw1API/AAAAAAAABuA/l5YWzLBoHvU/s1600/bluestar2.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVECJ3RRsfo/TgdiVkw1API/AAAAAAAABuA/l5YWzLBoHvU/s400/bluestar2.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622570782580605170" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Clac Clac, o som ritmado do varão de ferro preso somente no ponto central, indicia um mar com uma ondulação considerável. O som do varão faz-se acompanhar com o desfazer das ondas na proa do navio enquanto este avança em direcção a Atenas. O vento sopra com tal intensidade que me agarro às cordas e ferros para não cair. Pior sorte têm as cadeiras do parte exterior que tombam com as rajadas e os balanços que este mar agitado nos proporciona.&lt;br /&gt;Divirto-me a passear no exterior, a apanhar o fresco, a observar o que as leis da física explicam e os comportamentos dos demais passageiros.  Encostada a uma das amuradas mais protegidas, evito os chuveiros que as vagas atiram para o convés. Vejo um horizonte aparentemente "horizontal" que contrasta com a pouca verticalidade dos mastros e um paralelismo falso dos varões neste "BlueStar Naxos".&lt;br /&gt;Olho para bombordo e estibordo e numa questão de segundos, o mar azul escuro passa por tonalidades pretas, cinzentas, azul claro, quase sempre recheado de "carneirinhos" brancos. Protejo-me novamente de mais um chuveiro, mas um passageiro desprevenido ao abrir uma das portas apanha com ele em cheio.&lt;br /&gt;Ouço ganir. Uma cadela castanha de seu nome Nina, puxa pela trela enquanto a dona fala ao telemóvel. Aproximo-me, dou-lhe a mão a cheirar. Desconfiada, vem, cheira, e por fim lambe-me as mãos que seguramente sabem a sal. Ficámos amigas. Festas, saltos, lambidelas e dentadinhas, fazem diminuir o tempo de viagem que ainda se faz longo.&lt;br /&gt;O mar amaina, já não acho tanta piada estar no exterior onde de uma forma "segura" desafio as intempéries.&lt;br /&gt;Regresso ao meu lugar no interior, e ao invés, os passageiros parece que saem de uma sonolência dormente e começam a espreitar e a vir passear para o exterior. Já se avista Atenas, a acrópole e outros montes.&lt;br /&gt;Esta parte da viagem já está quase a terminar, novas descobertas, trabalho e lazer esperam por mim nesta capital. Volto à leitura...&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NlfSofMAcn4/TgdiVt59AVI/AAAAAAAABuI/0hrKUrVvjRE/s1600/bluestar.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-NlfSofMAcn4/TgdiVt59AVI/AAAAAAAABuI/0hrKUrVvjRE/s400/bluestar.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622570785034797394" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5V5koxfkSM/TgdiV9POFmI/AAAAAAAABuQ/8mXktxa8rzM/s1600/nina.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/--5V5koxfkSM/TgdiV9POFmI/AAAAAAAABuQ/8mXktxa8rzM/s400/nina.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5622570789150529122" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1158464538125998559?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1158464538125998559/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1158464538125998559' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1158464538125998559'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1158464538125998559'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/para-cima-para-baixo.html' title='para cima... para baixo....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-ZVECJ3RRsfo/TgdiVkw1API/AAAAAAAABuA/l5YWzLBoHvU/s72-c/bluestar2.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2863791864585299550</id><published>2011-06-22T15:23:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-22T17:33:04.053+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Pé na Terra - ESCADAS DE LUAR</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://www.youtube.com/embed/blwBMT3BlDM" allowfullscreen="" frameborder="0" height="349" width="560"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Uma bela música para festejar a chegada do Verão! Sábado à noite estarão a tocar no "&lt;a href="http://www.cm-oeiras.pt/noticias/Paginas/FestivalInternacionalHistoriasdeIdaeVolta.aspx"&gt;Festival Internacional Histórias de Ida e Volta&lt;/a&gt;"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2863791864585299550?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2863791864585299550/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2863791864585299550' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2863791864585299550'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2863791864585299550'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/pe-na-terra-escadas-de-luar-oficial.html' title='Pé na Terra - ESCADAS DE LUAR'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://img.youtube.com/vi/blwBMT3BlDM/default.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8994775686817869125</id><published>2011-06-20T19:36:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-20T19:37:22.396+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Genialidades!</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoyWP_qSkWQ/Tf-TT_vizcI/AAAAAAAABt4/JBUTOpb9DIc/s1600/254532_218676134823209_100000424727796_773662_7034268_n.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 272px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoyWP_qSkWQ/Tf-TT_vizcI/AAAAAAAABt4/JBUTOpb9DIc/s400/254532_218676134823209_100000424727796_773662_7034268_n.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5620372831719312834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8994775686817869125?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8994775686817869125/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8994775686817869125' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8994775686817869125'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8994775686817869125'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/genialidades.html' title='Genialidades!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-WoyWP_qSkWQ/Tf-TT_vizcI/AAAAAAAABt4/JBUTOpb9DIc/s72-c/254532_218676134823209_100000424727796_773662_7034268_n.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-930350021125980123</id><published>2011-06-16T15:27:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-16T15:27:00.073+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (5)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_g2ETES1Yc/TfXi3wqehSI/AAAAAAAABtw/aovwbUef6O0/s1600/Lisboa%2B7.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_g2ETES1Yc/TfXi3wqehSI/AAAAAAAABtw/aovwbUef6O0/s400/Lisboa%2B7.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617645557798307106" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uC3EzfSsBK8/TfXi3on1K2I/AAAAAAAABto/SgaeXhIDMiw/s1600/Lisboa%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-uC3EzfSsBK8/TfXi3on1K2I/AAAAAAAABto/SgaeXhIDMiw/s400/Lisboa%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617645555639724898" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Num banco de jardim.... &lt;div&gt;A CMLisboa e os seus serviços de espaços verdes recuperaram a maioria dos parques e jardins da cidade. É um prazer usufruir deles e sentar num banco de jardim olhar os transeuntes, jogar às cartas, ler um livro, "piquenicar" ou conversar... Grandes momentos de lazer!!! Podemos sempre seguir a sugestão da divisão de espaços verdes de Lisboa:&lt;a href="http://lisboaverde.cm-lisboa.pt/index.php?id=7159"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:100%;"&gt;"Vá Passear! Pelos Parques e Jardins de Lisboa"&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Assim termino este meu pequeno périplo nestas descobertas de recantos por Lisboa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-930350021125980123?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/930350021125980123/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=930350021125980123' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/930350021125980123'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/930350021125980123'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/descobrir-recantos-por-lisboa-5.html' title='Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (5)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-M_g2ETES1Yc/TfXi3wqehSI/AAAAAAAABtw/aovwbUef6O0/s72-c/Lisboa%2B7.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8827590628012612202</id><published>2011-06-15T11:09:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-15T11:09:00.315+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (4)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d7zRARKAfcA/TfXiC-3wUwI/AAAAAAAABtg/q2L-0sKjK9A/s1600/Lisboa%2B5.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d7zRARKAfcA/TfXiC-3wUwI/AAAAAAAABtg/q2L-0sKjK9A/s400/Lisboa%2B5.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617644651079029506" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl3bBAcGejg/TfXiCh6hFQI/AAAAAAAABtY/cd2tqnsKcNQ/s1600/Lisboa%2B6.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-Tl3bBAcGejg/TfXiCh6hFQI/AAAAAAAABtY/cd2tqnsKcNQ/s400/Lisboa%2B6.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617644643305985282" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P39tTYOT6io/TfXiCK3miQI/AAAAAAAABtQ/f7r7rikbjYA/s1600/Lisboa%2B2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-P39tTYOT6io/TfXiCK3miQI/AAAAAAAABtQ/f7r7rikbjYA/s400/Lisboa%2B2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617644637119744258" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Pelas alturas... Lisboa com as suas colinas, presta-se a janelas com vistas fabulosas para o rio Tejo e para as colinas vizinhas!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8827590628012612202?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8827590628012612202/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8827590628012612202' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8827590628012612202'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8827590628012612202'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/descobrir-recantos-por-lisboa-4.html' title='Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (4)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-d7zRARKAfcA/TfXiC-3wUwI/AAAAAAAABtg/q2L-0sKjK9A/s72-c/Lisboa%2B5.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1032341429982644243</id><published>2011-06-14T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-14T12:00:10.292+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (3)</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SuitLBI3MM/TfXhNqhUvpI/AAAAAAAABtI/5vwx294WcrE/s1600/Lisboa%2B4.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SuitLBI3MM/TfXhNqhUvpI/AAAAAAAABtI/5vwx294WcrE/s400/Lisboa%2B4.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617643735083171474" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;Um craveiro (apesar de não ser) numa água furtada (também não é, mas o que é que interessa?),&lt;div&gt;Cheira bem, cheira a Lisboa!! Florida e colorida, que bem que se está por aqui... &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1032341429982644243?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1032341429982644243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1032341429982644243' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1032341429982644243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1032341429982644243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/descobrir-recantos-por-lisboa-3.html' title='Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (3)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-6SuitLBI3MM/TfXhNqhUvpI/AAAAAAAABtI/5vwx294WcrE/s72-c/Lisboa%2B4.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-3856360183823891241</id><published>2011-06-13T12:00:00.000+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:05:04.936+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (2)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Um dos meus locais favoritos para observar as cores que o ocaso deixa no céu!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hea7mN-11VE/TfXeQZ3kvVI/AAAAAAAABs4/OwslfCSbW5M/s1600/jeronimos.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hea7mN-11VE/TfXeQZ3kvVI/AAAAAAAABs4/OwslfCSbW5M/s400/jeronimos.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617640483617815890" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-3856360183823891241?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/3856360183823891241/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=3856360183823891241' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3856360183823891241'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/3856360183823891241'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/descobrir-recantos-por-lisboa-1.html' title='Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (2)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-hea7mN-11VE/TfXeQZ3kvVI/AAAAAAAABs4/OwslfCSbW5M/s72-c/jeronimos.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-815953587397720058</id><published>2011-06-13T10:54:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-13T11:03:49.589+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (1)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div&gt;Nas festas de Santo António, uma sequência de recantos descobertos ou redescobertos por Lisboa. Que prazer tenho em estar em casa e passear na "minha" cidade!&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RPiNgS9eL8M/TfXgAFxyxkI/AAAAAAAABtA/rx33QWIT4TE/s1600/lisboa%2B1.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RPiNgS9eL8M/TfXgAFxyxkI/AAAAAAAABtA/rx33QWIT4TE/s400/lisboa%2B1.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5617642402370209346" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-815953587397720058?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/815953587397720058/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=815953587397720058' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/815953587397720058'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/815953587397720058'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/descobrir-recantos-por-lisboa-1_13.html' title='Descobrir recantos.... por Lisboa (1)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-RPiNgS9eL8M/TfXgAFxyxkI/AAAAAAAABtA/rx33QWIT4TE/s72-c/lisboa%2B1.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-637744478109673243</id><published>2011-06-01T22:11:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-06-01T22:13:16.169+01:00</updated><title type='text'>campo.... coisa mai boa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmMvHtKYM-0/TearPuLtGnI/AAAAAAAABss/NtlRaWZ3gtQ/s1600/campo.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmMvHtKYM-0/TearPuLtGnI/AAAAAAAABss/NtlRaWZ3gtQ/s400/campo.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5613362272147413618" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Evia Island - Grécia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-637744478109673243?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/637744478109673243/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=637744478109673243' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/637744478109673243'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/637744478109673243'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/06/campo-coisa-mai-boa.html' title='campo.... coisa mai boa'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-dmMvHtKYM-0/TearPuLtGnI/AAAAAAAABss/NtlRaWZ3gtQ/s72-c/campo.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7970788316149633161</id><published>2011-05-30T23:40:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-31T08:24:35.837+01:00</updated><title type='text'>The green side of life</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rV9KgZvCNCg/TeQeeLc8zGI/AAAAAAAABsk/TR6FXT5Hr78/s1600/piu%2Bverde.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 167px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rV9KgZvCNCg/TeQeeLc8zGI/AAAAAAAABsk/TR6FXT5Hr78/s400/piu%2Bverde.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612644539429604450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KF2gWAhkyqc/TeQedsN1OXI/AAAAAAAABsc/y5FGvUE5_BA/s1600/piu%2Bverde%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 338px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-KF2gWAhkyqc/TeQedsN1OXI/AAAAAAAABsc/y5FGvUE5_BA/s400/piu%2Bverde%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612644531044694386" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_gTmtbb0oo/TeQedc_trtI/AAAAAAAABsU/_7VR1j45OL8/s1600/piu%2Bverde%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-q_gTmtbb0oo/TeQedc_trtI/AAAAAAAABsU/_7VR1j45OL8/s400/piu%2Bverde%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612644526958948050" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;Atenas não é propriamente uma cidade bonita. Enorme, com uma arquitectura estranha, vale pela zona da Acrópole e seus bairros antigos. Porém tive a sorte de ter uma guia, colega que vive em Atenas, que me levou a descobrir pequenos oásis entre betão, o que de alguma forma me fez sentir em casa levando-me a ver a cidade com outros olhos.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div&gt;Este é um dos locais fabulosos que A. me levou a descobrir. Um café/bar/restaurante, relativamente perto  do estádio olímpico, onde uma construção amiga do ambiente, partilha em harmonia com a mata de pinheiros e outras espécies, um espaço com pequenos percursos pedestres sendo estes bastante usufruídos pelos atenienses.&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7970788316149633161?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7970788316149633161/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7970788316149633161' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7970788316149633161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7970788316149633161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/05/green-side-of-life.html' title='The green side of life'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-rV9KgZvCNCg/TeQeeLc8zGI/AAAAAAAABsk/TR6FXT5Hr78/s72-c/piu%2Bverde.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4222097665218019259</id><published>2011-05-29T18:18:00.004+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-29T18:25:15.586+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Quando a praça inundou....</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sWPvRE4uOg/TeKBaEOg_DI/AAAAAAAABr0/uFAeR3yMiTI/s1600/vento.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sWPvRE4uOg/TeKBaEOg_DI/AAAAAAAABr0/uFAeR3yMiTI/s400/vento.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612190370468265010" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wAHr4_D55nI/TeKBaLbZBQI/AAAAAAAABrs/CIv9mVkuIew/s1600/praca%2Binundada2.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-wAHr4_D55nI/TeKBaLbZBQI/AAAAAAAABrs/CIv9mVkuIew/s400/praca%2Binundada2.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612190372401317122" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yuYe3Arxzn0/TeKBZx4-G3I/AAAAAAAABrk/WOUJNqfdvVY/s1600/praca%2Binundada.jpg" onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 300px; height: 400px;" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-yuYe3Arxzn0/TeKBZx4-G3I/AAAAAAAABrk/WOUJNqfdvVY/s400/praca%2Binundada.jpg" border="0" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5612190365546060658" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;... de surpresa, o vento soprou com força, choveu um pouco, e uma praça preparada para a festarola de Carnaval ficou inundada. Para os Venezianos, nada de estranho, para os turistas, algo típico (qualquer dia Veneza afunda...) mas ao mesmo tempo incómodo, pois para chegar ao hotel, muito caminho tivemos de palmilhar. Pequenas peripécias de quem viaja por este mundo fora.&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4222097665218019259?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4222097665218019259/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4222097665218019259' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4222097665218019259'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4222097665218019259'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/05/quando-praca-inundou.html' title='Quando a praça inundou....'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/--sWPvRE4uOg/TeKBaEOg_DI/AAAAAAAABr0/uFAeR3yMiTI/s72-c/vento.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2720409422293601786</id><published>2011-05-28T13:53:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-28T14:13:39.840+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Redescoberta da dança</title><content type='html'>Não gosto de dançar. Explico, não gosto de dançar em discotecas e coisas assim, porém, quando as danças são explicadas e têm uma lógica, acho muita piada. O ano passado fui com um amigo italiano ter aulas de danças europeias com a &lt;a href="http://www.tradballs.pt/"&gt;Tradballs&lt;/a&gt;. Muito divertido. Porém, ainda não tinha aprendido mais do que uma ou duas  músicas portuguesas principalmente do Norte.&lt;br /&gt;Ontem, num encontro muito bom sobre "Experiências de projetos educativos inspiradoras em museus e centros culturais" (não era assim o nome mas foi isto que me ficou) a associação &lt;a href="http://www.pedexumbo.com/"&gt;PédeXumbo&lt;/a&gt; apresentou um dos seus trabalhos de recolha tradicional das danças do Alentejo e colocou-nos todos a dançar. Diverti-me bastante, mas o que ainda mais me tocou foi ouvir esta música que me levou aos tempos da minha infância. A minha mãe ensinou-nos a mim e às minhas irmãs algumas danças de roda açoreanas e alentejanas (as minhas raízes portanto). O prazer de dançar esta música com alguns amigos foi um "alimento para a alma" (palavras de S.B). Será que estou a redescobrir o prazer de dançar? Acho que vou arriscar mais este ano e colocar os meus pezinhos a saltitar :-)&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/15040388?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" frameborder="0" height="225" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/15040388"&gt;Pezinho (Outra versão) - Ai dizem mal dos caçadores&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user3803791"&gt;Danças Alentejo&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2720409422293601786?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2720409422293601786/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2720409422293601786' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2720409422293601786'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2720409422293601786'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/05/redescoberta-da-danca.html' title='Redescoberta da dança'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-1900714939329719280</id><published>2011-05-25T09:52:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-25T10:02:11.171+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Movimentos cívicos - sim, sem dúvida</title><content type='html'>&lt;iframe src="http://player.vimeo.com/video/24169175?title=0&amp;amp;byline=0&amp;amp;portrait=0" frameborder="0" height="300" width="400"&gt;&lt;/iframe&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/24169175"&gt;ASSEMBLEIA POPULAR - LISBOA - ROSSIO - 23 de MAIO&lt;/a&gt; from &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/user7178900"&gt;la emcima&lt;/a&gt; on &lt;a href="http://vimeo.com/"&gt;Vimeo&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Nem sempre tenho tempo, ou interesse em participar em manifestações de cariz político, mas quando vejo movimentos cívicos que procuram sair "da caixa", fico contente e se posso participo.&lt;br /&gt;Ouço muita gente dizer que temos direitos, e mais direitos e mais direitos.... e então onde estão os deveres? Eu tenho direito, mas também tenho deveres, e para mim isso também é democracia. Tenho o dever de participar e de me fazer ouvir. Devo ajudar a construir algo onde tenha prazer de viver. E a política também é isso mesmo. Ter opiniões, segui-las e tomar decisões. A política não é feita só pelos políticos. No nosso dia a dia, sempre que optamos por algo, estamos a fazer política.&lt;br /&gt;Não é preciso ir para a Assembleia da República ou estar num partido para se fazer política e fazer as "coisas acontecerem". Pode ser no bairro onde vivemos, nas escolas, no trabalho, em pequena ou em grande escala. Considero verdadeiramente que todos podemos fazer a diferença, e felizmente, há gente que não concorda comigo, outros assim assim, e ainda outros que concordam. Viva a diversidade!&lt;br /&gt;E pronto, apeteceu-me. É bom ver o movimento que está no Rossio apesar de não ter hipotese de lá ir, mas deixa-me com esperança que pode existir um mundo diferente.... basta sair da caixa!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-1900714939329719280?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/1900714939329719280/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=1900714939329719280' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1900714939329719280'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/1900714939329719280'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/05/movimentos-civicos-sim-sem-duvida.html' title='Movimentos cívicos - sim, sem dúvida'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7246597072325028555</id><published>2011-05-20T15:13:00.003+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-20T15:20:01.513+01:00</updated><title type='text'>ui, ela morde... ai!</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdhkEATK6nE/TdZ4W5mpYUI/AAAAAAAABrc/QXAomzFXbfg/s1600/formiga.JPG"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 400px; height: 274px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdhkEATK6nE/TdZ4W5mpYUI/AAAAAAAABrc/QXAomzFXbfg/s400/formiga.JPG" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5608802720751903042" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Formiga grande em Evia - Grécia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7246597072325028555?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7246597072325028555/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7246597072325028555' title='3 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7246597072325028555'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7246597072325028555'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/05/ui-ela-morde-ai.html' title='ui, ela morde... ai!'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-gdhkEATK6nE/TdZ4W5mpYUI/AAAAAAAABrc/QXAomzFXbfg/s72-c/formiga.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-2858673369797248389</id><published>2011-05-17T18:26:00.002+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-17T18:27:36.637+01:00</updated><title type='text'>:-)</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nKOL_GUWJg/TdKvymruqiI/AAAAAAAABrU/Fl68N8Y_o8k/s1600/240254_1742998975042_1240764949_31531814_3416803_o.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 296px; height: 400px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nKOL_GUWJg/TdKvymruqiI/AAAAAAAABrU/Fl68N8Y_o8k/s400/240254_1742998975042_1240764949_31531814_3416803_o.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607737769941969442" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Em Piraeus - Grécia)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Para o descanso da guerreira! :-)&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-2858673369797248389?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/2858673369797248389/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=2858673369797248389' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2858673369797248389'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/2858673369797248389'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/05/blog-post.html' title=':-)'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-0nKOL_GUWJg/TdKvymruqiI/AAAAAAAABrU/Fl68N8Y_o8k/s72-c/240254_1742998975042_1240764949_31531814_3416803_o.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-7694697966522001100</id><published>2011-04-30T21:26:00.015+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:31:47.712+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Evia - uma ilha encantada</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3hqZbHqlVk/TdDu3gkzMUI/AAAAAAAABrE/MV2lOJkz_9k/s1600/evia%2B2.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3hqZbHqlVk/TdDu3gkzMUI/AAAAAAAABrE/MV2lOJkz_9k/s320/evia%2B2.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607244173480767810" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOaeMFO_sIA/TdDu3s50LlI/AAAAAAAABq8/q8lZ3kL_lUg/s1600/evia%2B1.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-yOaeMFO_sIA/TdDu3s50LlI/AAAAAAAABq8/q8lZ3kL_lUg/s320/evia%2B1.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607244176790138450" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IU3-ZberjU/TdDu4Pm4ItI/AAAAAAAABrM/wBMZiXTmh0k/s1600/evia%2B3.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display:block; margin:0px auto 10px; text-align:center;cursor:pointer; cursor:hand;width: 320px; height: 240px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-7IU3-ZberjU/TdDu4Pm4ItI/AAAAAAAABrM/wBMZiXTmh0k/s320/evia%2B3.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5607244186105946834" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Com mar, e uma floresta lindíssima de abetos, carvalhos, medronheiros e outras espécies tipicamente gregas. Uma Primavera que parece chegou mais tarde que em Portugal, permitiu descobrir gomos a rebentar dos carvalho, olaias com a floração no seu auge e um planalto no topo da montanha com uma imensidão de flores lilases que são o prémio para quem faz uma caminhada sempre a subir de 2horas e descobre uma paisagem de cortar a respiração.&lt;br /&gt;Esta é a minha primeira impressão da Grécia! Obrigada A. por seres a nossa guia nativa e nos levares a descobrir um mundo mediterrânico tão rico. A gastronomia e a queda de água ficam para um próximo post.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-7694697966522001100?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/7694697966522001100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=7694697966522001100' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7694697966522001100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/7694697966522001100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/04/evia-uma-ilha-encantada.html' title='Evia - uma ilha encantada'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-k3hqZbHqlVk/TdDu3gkzMUI/AAAAAAAABrE/MV2lOJkz_9k/s72-c/evia%2B2.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-4559323972653297162</id><published>2011-04-27T17:29:00.005+01:00</published><updated>2011-04-27T17:44:09.323+01:00</updated><title type='text'>Atrás de uma borboleta azul</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ4eBJHaZCo/TbhHr8RVrjI/AAAAAAAABqE/1iNtT6cJNHk/s1600/mata%2Batlantica%2Bbrasil.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ4eBJHaZCo/TbhHr8RVrjI/AAAAAAAABqE/1iNtT6cJNHk/s400/mata%2Batlantica%2Bbrasil.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5600304956874010162" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(Mata Atlântica no Brasil)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;Em dia de partida para um mediterrâneo mais profundo, deixo aqui um texto da senadora Marina Silva, com uma sensibilidade para a floresta invejável. Quem me dera que os nossos políticos e decisores tivessem a poesia na escrita e nos corações bem como um pragmatismo orientado por valores ambientais como os que esta Senhora aqui apresenta.&lt;br /&gt;Deixo alguns excertos e depois podem ler o texto integral neste &lt;a href="http://www.senado.gov.br/senadores/senador/marinasi/detalha_artigo.asp?data=30/07/2008&amp;amp;codigo=1471"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt;.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Tenho pela floresta muito respeito e cuidado. Quem conhece a mata, não  entra de peito aberto, mas com muita sutileza. Ali estão o suprimento, a  proteção e os perigos. "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"E também o mistério, algo não completamente revelado. Vidas e formas  quase imperceptíveis. O encontro, a cada momento, de um cipó diferente,  uma raiz, uma textura, uma cor, um cheiro. A descoberta dos sons. Até o  vento na copa das árvores compõe melodias únicas, de acordo com a   resistência oferecida pela castanheira, a samaúma, o açaizeiro."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Antes de existir Ecologia como ramo do conhecimento ou ambientalismo  como movimento, o sistema da floresta já tinha suas normas, o seu  “Ibama” natural, sua sustentabilidade, por meio de  um código mítico que  funcionava como legislação de proteção da mata e das formas de vida que  a habitavam. Não se podia pescar mais do que o necessário, porque a mãe  d´água afundaria a canoa. Não se podia caçar demais porque o caboclinho  do mato daria uma surra. Não podia matar animal prenhe porque a pessoa  ficaria panema, ou seja, sem sorte. E para tirar o azar seria preciso um  ritual tão complicado que era preferível deixar o bicho em paz."&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"Florestas não são apenas estatísticas. Nem apenas objeto de negociações,  de disputa política, de teses, de ambições, de pranto. Antes de mais  nada, são florestas, um sistema de vida complexo e criativo. Têm  cultura, espiritualidade, economia, infra-estrutura, povos, leis,  ciência e tecnologia. E uma identidade tão forte que permanece como uma  espécie de radar impregnado nas percepções, no olhar, nos sentimentos,  por mais longe que se vá, por mais que se aprenda, conheça e admire as  coisas do resto do mundo.  "&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O texto que Marina escreve, deixa-me de alma cheia e parto com mais esperança num futuro sustentável, amigo do ambiente, sem ter saudosismo do passado, sendo pragmática e talvez como diziam acho que os Trovante, com saudades de um futuro. Um que seja mais risonho e justo. Temos que fazer por isso!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-4559323972653297162?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/4559323972653297162/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=4559323972653297162' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4559323972653297162'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/4559323972653297162'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/04/atras-de-uma-borboleta-azul.html' title='Atrás de uma borboleta azul'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-YZ4eBJHaZCo/TbhHr8RVrjI/AAAAAAAABqE/1iNtT6cJNHk/s72-c/mata%2Batlantica%2Bbrasil.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-401755477715748649.post-8748811100917292111</id><published>2011-04-27T14:22:00.007+01:00</published><updated>2011-05-16T10:34:02.257+01:00</updated><title type='text'>A floresta não é só paisagem</title><content type='html'>Ora aqui está um vídeo criado para a Yorn, que está bastante interessante apesar de algumas imprecisões que ao olho profissional saltam logo à vista. O final do vídeo para mim é um pouco estranho mas imagino que tenha a ver com a linha mais "irreverente" da rede de telemóveis.&lt;br /&gt;Pode ser um ponto de partida para um trabalho pedagógico ligado à floresta. Vale a pena dar uma olhadela.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Aqui fica o &lt;a href="http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=P3k96RTPXC0"&gt;link&lt;/a&gt; pois o vídeo aqui no blogue ficava pela metade.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;"&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt;A Floresta não é só Paisagem&lt;/span&gt; foi um projecto educacional realizado em parceria com a Mapa das Ideias e Cassefaz para a YORN. Na Subsolo criámos toda a animação, desde o guião aos desenhos e ao movimento dos mesmos, com o objectivo foi sensibilizar o público jovem para os segredos escondidos na natureza." &lt;span style="font-size:78%;"&gt;(texto retirado do Youtube)&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/401755477715748649-8748811100917292111?l=guitarraemochila.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/feeds/8748811100917292111/comments/default' title='Enviar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=401755477715748649&amp;postID=8748811100917292111' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8748811100917292111'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/401755477715748649/posts/default/8748811100917292111'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://guitarraemochila.blogspot.com/2011/04/floresta-nao-e-so-paisagem.html' title='A floresta não é só paisagem'/><author><name>Pé na estrada</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/09848319534324361091</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='32' height='24' src='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-O23i3H0KjJU/TorbtRtvhUI/AAAAAAAAB10/eZmr9ULGjCo/s220/forestale.jpg'/></author><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry></feed>
