Currently Playing: Gustavo Santaolalla-Apertura.
Ai karamba…Gustavo is amazing in his Los Diarios de Motocicleta soundtrack work. I thought I scored big when I chanced upon Al Otro Lado Del Rio by Jorge Drexler, but Apertura is something else. Purely instrumental and evocative of the Latin America so portrayed in the movie.
"The plan: to travel 8000 kilometres in 4 months.
The method:
improvisation.
The goal: to explore a continent that we had only known
in books.
The equipment: La poderosa (the mighty one), an
aged, leaky ‘39 Norton 500.
The pilot: Alberto Granado, 29 years old
and bio-chemist, self proclaimed "wandering scientist".
The pilot’s
dream: to finish the trip on his 30th birthday.
The co-pilot: Me,
Ernesto De La Serna El Fuser, 23 years old.""This isn’t a tale of heroic feats. It’s about two
lives running parallel for a while, with common aspirations and similar
dreams."
-Che Guevara, The Motorcycle Diaries.
I am not looking at what he became, but rather, what might have been why he became what he became.
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I’m not sure how common a practice it is to hang out with your siblings for pure fun, but it runs in this family. I brought them out for a long-promised movie yesterday and let them make all the decisions. Ummi slipped in word that they’ve been waiting for me to finish my finals for me to bring them out, so I relented.
We felt a little one man short yesterday; Lutfi obviously wasn’t around to fill in the 4th seat in the car, but we made do. Besides, after receiving news that he’s just gone bumpee jumping, free-falling and went on some sort of road trip and cruise (judging from his latest photos), we figured we deserved to have what little fun we could find as well…albeit within the limitations of it being a rainy Saturday evening. No guesses as to which sibling is having the better end of the FUN deal here.
After much hum-hawing, they finally settled on TMNT. I can’t say I was happy with some of the changes they’ve made–I liked Raphael’s bad boy attitude a lot more when he was a cartoon rather than in this flick. The fight moves weren’t bad, but I left the cinema with a somewhat less-than-satisfied feeling. I won’t spoil anything for those who loved the series back in the early 90’s as much as I did, but expect some changes.
I let my sister take her pick for where to have dinner since my brother has no complaints as long as there’s food. She pinpointed us to a sandwich joint which appeared to heavily focus on "healthy eating". I looked at my brother, shrugged and we headed over.
We were 3 people. 3 sandwiches and 2 smoothies was what we ordered.
RM42.00 is what we paid.
I can’t even begin to relate the absurdity of this.
I believe in eating right and staying fit, but if that’s the price to stay on the right track to being healthy, then count me out. I shared a tiny drink with my sister worth RM9, and get this: the name of the drink is Better Slim Than Dead.
I wish I was joking.
Making an order for that drink is another story–the guy at the counter yelled "Better Slim Than Dead!" from one end to the other, and a second guy yelled it across to the guy who’s supposed to make the drink. If I hadn’t found it so funny I would have just grabbed my siblings and left.
The drink itself?
Let me put it to you this way: no sugar in a fruit drink is acceptable, but you know you have a problem when there’s no fruit in a fruit drink.
If that’s the way to go to be slim (which is better than being dead, so it seems), I think most people would rather choose dying a death knowing that they’ve tasted what the food world really has to offer rather than subjecting themselves to tasteless "fruit juices" with no fruit in them for RM9.
Enough said here.
It’s FANTASTICO.
