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JUNG</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><link rel='next' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default?start-index=26&amp;max-results=25'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>116</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>25</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-3358143479862717390</id><published>2009-10-19T17:25:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-19T17:25:42.038-03:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StzLGw9OC3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZXZT47hF0I8/s1600-h/happy-face_fullblock.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StzLGw9OC3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZXZT47hF0I8/s200/happy-face_fullblock.jpg" /&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/15933920-3358143479862717390?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/3358143479862717390/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=3358143479862717390&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/3358143479862717390'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/3358143479862717390'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/10/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StzLGw9OC3I/AAAAAAAAAH8/ZXZT47hF0I8/s72-c/happy-face_fullblock.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-8923208630640897042</id><published>2009-10-14T18:39:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-14T18:39:24.125-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Wowowiwa</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StZERkU8xSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/or615v9C3dQ/s1600-h/img064.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StZERkU8xSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/or615v9C3dQ/s400/img064.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Recien llegada&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/15933920-8923208630640897042?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/8923208630640897042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=8923208630640897042&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/8923208630640897042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/8923208630640897042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/10/wowowiwa.html' title='Wowowiwa'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StZERkU8xSI/AAAAAAAAAHs/or615v9C3dQ/s72-c/img064.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-7397108472106480260</id><published>2009-10-13T11:18:00.001-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-13T18:55:53.423-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Pochoco</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;Ayer subi al Pochoco por primera vez, queda al lado de la casa y es tan entretenido que quiero hacerlo más seguido. No me dio para subirlo hasta la punta, pero si hasta la mitad, para la próxima hago cumbre.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: left;"&gt;La vista es increible y la paz y tranquilidad unica.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StSLE-_QfyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UVjCO92xbYg/s1600-h/DSC05567.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StSLE-_QfyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UVjCO92xbYg/s400/DSC05567.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;Mi asiento&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StSLaOqHsnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ou9u5Fo1HDc/s1600-h/DSC05559.JPG" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StSLaOqHsnI/AAAAAAAAAHk/Ou9u5Fo1HDc/s400/DSC05559.JPG" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;La vista desde mi asiento&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/15933920-7397108472106480260?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/7397108472106480260/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=7397108472106480260&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/7397108472106480260'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/7397108472106480260'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/10/pochoco.html' title='Pochoco'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/StSLE-_QfyI/AAAAAAAAAHc/UVjCO92xbYg/s72-c/DSC05567.JPG' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-6467642497652508544</id><published>2009-10-12T17:07:00.000-03:00</published><updated>2009-10-12T17:07:29.180-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Corcovado</title><content type='html'>Una de mis canciones favoritas de la vida escrita por unos de los creadores del Bossa, Tom Jobim. Un regalo para los que hoy miran hacia el Corcovado al atardecer.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/f2xB3niVj-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/f2xB3niVj-c&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Um cantinho e um violão&lt;br /&gt;Este amor, uma canção&lt;br /&gt;Pra fazer feliz a quem se ama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Muita calma pra pensar&lt;br /&gt;E ter tempo pra sonhar&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Da janela vê-se o Corcovado&lt;br /&gt;O Redentor que lindo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quero a vida sempre assim com você perto de mim&lt;br /&gt;Até o apagar da velha chama&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;E eu que era triste&lt;br /&gt;Descrente deste mundo&lt;br /&gt;Ao encontrar você eu conheci&lt;br /&gt;O que é felicidade meu amor&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;O que é felicidade, o que é felicidade&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-6467642497652508544?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/6467642497652508544/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=6467642497652508544&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/6467642497652508544'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/6467642497652508544'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/10/corcovado.html' title='Corcovado'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-3176952382421445534</id><published>2009-10-09T17:23:00.006-04:00</published><updated>2009-10-09T17:46:36.206-04:00</updated><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='familia'/><category scheme='http://www.blogger.com/atom/ns#' term='vida'/><title type='text'>Father &amp; Sons</title><content type='html'>&lt;object height="344" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jek6iP6AuAQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Jek6iP6AuAQ&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/Ss-vHwMQNPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WtjUJkwdOcU/s1600-h/Ulloasx3.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/Ss-vHwMQNPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WtjUJkwdOcU/s400/Ulloasx3.jpg" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Click to Enlarge - Cumple Fran&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: left;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Yo, mi hermano y mi padre, los tres hombres de la casa.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;Miro esta foto, la miro fijamente y se me vienen tantos recuerdos a la cabeza, de cuando eramos chicos, los paseos a la playa, las idas de camping, los viajes, cuando nos enseñó a pescar, cuando nos enseño a hacer la cosas bien cuando nos equivocabamos, cuando hubo un abrazo y un beso, cuando lo vi llorar, cuando aprendí los mismo chistes absurdos, de como siempre ha estado cuando lo he necesitado, cuando aprendí el valor de ser un hombre recto, cuando me enseñó mi oficio, cuando aprendí a no ser machista, cuando peleamos, cuando nos reímos, cuando aprendí que hay cosas en la vida que no se transan, cuando conversamos, cuando me doy cuenta de que nunca me falto nada y que se ha sacado la mierda por ser lo que soy (crédito compartido con la vieja también), de cuando le he fallado, de cuando hace una luna entera me prometí a mi ser lo mejor de mi. De cuando me llevaba al colegio de la mano, de cuando me peinaba en la mañana con gomina, de cuando conversamos alrededor de la parrilla, de cuando hablamos de musica, politica o caca, de como nunca ha faltado la comunicación, de como soy un agradecido de Dios de la familia que tengo. De como lloro escondido por lo que el está atravesando, de como me pondría yo en su lugar mil veces, yo ya por lo menos lo viví, lo sobreviví, y me curtí. Porque le tengo que decir que es normal tener miedo, yo lo tuve, me lo guardaba y lo sacaba cuando salía a la escalera de emergencia en las noches y se ma caían las lágrimas, pero a veces me faltan cojones y no quiero que un día yo no esté o el no esté y haberme quedado con cosas adentro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;De como sueño verlo un día levantando a mis cabezoncitos/as chicos, porque los goza asi como  todas las cosas lindas y simples de la vida&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: xx-small;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: small;"&gt;De estar orgullo de que sea mi padre que adoro.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&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/15933920-3176952382421445534?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/3176952382421445534/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=3176952382421445534&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/3176952382421445534'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/3176952382421445534'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/10/father-sons_09.html' title='Father &amp; Sons'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/Ss-vHwMQNPI/AAAAAAAAAHU/WtjUJkwdOcU/s72-c/Ulloasx3.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-7880271153130202323</id><published>2009-09-29T20:40:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-29T20:40:08.303-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mañana me toca otra vez mis exámenes bi anuales, escaner y pinchazos.&lt;br /&gt;Aunque ha pasado tiempo y me siento como un roble y tengo fe, no deja de ser un momento tenso para mi, porque nunca quiero vivir eso denuevo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fingers crossed.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-7880271153130202323?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/7880271153130202323/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=7880271153130202323&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/7880271153130202323'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/7880271153130202323'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/manana-me-toca-otra-vez-mis-examenes-bi.html' title=''/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-2640362105302483118</id><published>2009-09-28T23:28:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-28T23:29:45.416-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Circulos</title><content type='html'>El otro día conversaba sobre otro tipo de circulos, los circulos virtusos.&lt;br /&gt;Esos donde uno se involucra con gente/cosas/situaciones que aportan y cada punto de ese circulo es beneficioso para el cuerpo/alma/espiritu totalmente en contraposición a los circulos viciosos.&lt;br /&gt;Y le quede dando vueltas a esa conversación la cual me hizo mucho sentido asi que la empecé a aplicar altiro.&lt;br /&gt;Para agregar otro puntito a ese circulo hoy volví oficialmente al gym y estoy japi.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mens sana in corpore sano.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-2640362105302483118?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/2640362105302483118/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=2640362105302483118&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/2640362105302483118'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/2640362105302483118'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/circulos.html' title='Circulos'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-943753276541640883</id><published>2009-09-27T13:12:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-27T13:24:42.813-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Llueve,&lt;br /&gt;Adoramos la lluvia.&lt;br /&gt;Nos abrazamos escuchando todas las gotas caer,&lt;br /&gt;obedientes las seguimos beso a beso.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te veo feliz&lt;br /&gt;Soy feliz&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Caminamos&lt;br /&gt;Por el agua en movimiento.&lt;br /&gt;Sobre el puente vemos el agua avanzar &lt;br /&gt;de la mano vemos como todo pasa&lt;br /&gt;y el amor permanece.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-943753276541640883?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/943753276541640883/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=943753276541640883&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/943753276541640883'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/943753276541640883'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/llueve-adoramos-la-lluvia.html' title=''/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-6275008629823447042</id><published>2009-09-26T18:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:18:57.297-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Cierro mis ojos&lt;br /&gt;Y veo los tuyos.&lt;br /&gt;Muevo mis labios&lt;br /&gt;Y busco los tuyos.&lt;br /&gt;Escucho mi alma&lt;br /&gt;Y oigo tu voz.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Antes de conocerte dibuje tu cuerpo en el aire,&lt;br /&gt;Te soñé parte por parte.&lt;br /&gt;Caminé a paso firme buscando tus manos de mujer,&lt;br /&gt;Llevé mis ojos al cielo buscando tu risa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Un rayo se nos puso por delante,&lt;br /&gt;Pero nos defendimos con amor del más puro,&lt;br /&gt;Con lágrimas y besos, &lt;br /&gt;Con la convicción de lo que significa &lt;br /&gt;el amor para toda la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Renacimos amándonos bajo un magnolio,&lt;br /&gt;Escuchando melodías sólo reservadas a nosotros.&lt;br /&gt;Con el mundo y el viento&lt;br /&gt;celebrando nuestro amor.&lt;br /&gt;De la mano le dimos nuestro sentido a la vida&lt;br /&gt;y mirandonos hicimos otras.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te ofrezco mi amor&lt;br /&gt;En su expresión más grande,&lt;br /&gt;Mis amaneceres y días,&lt;br /&gt;Mis ojos cuando no veas con claridad,&lt;br /&gt;Mis brazos para levantarte,&lt;br /&gt;Pero sobre todo,&lt;br /&gt;Te doy mi corazón&lt;br /&gt;Para que mi pecho nunca se separe del tuyo.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-6275008629823447042?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/6275008629823447042/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=6275008629823447042&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/6275008629823447042'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/6275008629823447042'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/cierro-mis-ojos-y-veo-los-tuyos.html' title=''/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-5472715994928211227</id><published>2009-09-26T18:11:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T18:15:05.613-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Asi te escucho</title><content type='html'>Te escucho dormir&lt;br /&gt;pequeña mía,&lt;br /&gt;Te escucho decir mi nombre y el tuyo &lt;br /&gt;mientras duermes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Te recorro con la mirada&lt;br /&gt;y con mi boca a la distancia&lt;br /&gt;Eso me basta&lt;br /&gt;Sólo por esta noche.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Me basta&lt;br /&gt;Para adornar tu pecho con guirnaldas&lt;br /&gt;Cubrir tu brazos con los míos&lt;br /&gt;Y llevar tus pasos con los míos.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tu duermes &lt;br /&gt;Yo te escribo&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mientras tu sueñas&lt;br /&gt;Yo te sueño&lt;br /&gt;Lozana, pura y transparente,&lt;br /&gt;Asi como tú eres,&lt;br /&gt;Asi como yo te veo&lt;br /&gt;Asi como yo te siento&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-5472715994928211227?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/5472715994928211227/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=5472715994928211227&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5472715994928211227'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5472715994928211227'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/asi-te-escucho.html' title='Asi te escucho'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-6203458413185445764</id><published>2009-09-26T17:55:00.007-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-26T22:19:56.308-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>Mi alma te busca&lt;br /&gt;Camina entre los vivos y los muertos&lt;br /&gt;Le pregunta a las palomas.&lt;br /&gt;Busca refugio en las camelias&lt;br /&gt;Una respuesta en las estrellas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Dios, en quién quieres que ponga los dones de mi vida ?&lt;br /&gt;Las palabras de mi boca, los besos de mis labios partidos,&lt;br /&gt;Mis manos laboriosas, mis ojos desiertos y ya secos ?&lt;br /&gt;Dónde pongo mi sonrisa enmascarada, mis pies cansados y heridos,&lt;br /&gt;tus suspiros de jazmín y mi amor perdido ?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Hoy te cuento que de noche&lt;br /&gt;Navego entre delfines,&lt;br /&gt;Converso con las mariposas&lt;br /&gt;Y abrazo la tierra.&lt;br /&gt;Hago las paces con la vida&lt;br /&gt;Y me persigno ante el alba que me dio la vida.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;He nacido, muerto y vuelto a nacer,&lt;br /&gt;Tengo sed y como espiral busco el agua&lt;br /&gt;Entre tus piernas.&lt;br /&gt;Tu boca furiosa me llama&lt;br /&gt;Busco tu boca ansioso,&lt;br /&gt;Muerdo tu cuerpo&lt;br /&gt;Aleteando nuestras alas en esta lugar celestial&lt;br /&gt;Y de nuestras palabras y murmullos,&lt;br /&gt;de esta unión nace un himno.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Parí estas letras en una noche ciega&lt;br /&gt;Sin más compañía que el eco de mi dolor al viento&lt;br /&gt;La mirada de un ángel mudo&lt;br /&gt;Retándome a cambiar mi rumbo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ahora parto&lt;br /&gt;A soñar conmigo y quizás contigo.&lt;br /&gt;Y a buscar mi alma y mi corazón perdidos.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-6203458413185445764?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/6203458413185445764/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=6203458413185445764&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/6203458413185445764'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/6203458413185445764'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/normal-0-21-false-false-false-es-cl-x.html' title=''/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-5801657683444820100</id><published>2009-09-24T12:59:00.003-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-24T14:33:52.401-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Satori</title><content type='html'>Satori es una palabra Zen que significa toma de conciencia súbita de la realidad presente, pero de la que no se tenía todavía experiencia.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El ser humano aprende por la experiencia y por imitación. El camino de la imitación es especialmente importante en nuestra infancia cuando todo lo aprendemos mirando.&lt;br /&gt;De mis experiencias tomo las grandes lecciones de vida y ahi entro a picar, como hablaba en el post anterior, tenemos dos caminos o dejarlas pasar y hacer nada al respecto o tomarlas y hacer algo al respecto, yo elegí la segunda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Mi interior ha vuelto a mirarse a si mismo desnudo frente a un espejo,  me he mirado por días y días interminables tomando nota mental de todo lo que veo y siento.&lt;br /&gt;Siento que veo las cosas de una manera distinta, no sólo en mi sino en todo lo que me rodea.&lt;br /&gt;En mi propio ser he encontrado respuestas a muchas preguntas que tenía hace mucho tiempo y que hoy han visto la luz.&lt;br /&gt;La felicidad y la paz son cosas que se logran con cosas que estan en mi vida, en mi mente, corazon y alma y las he ido re-conociendo una por una. Me siento en la terraza y veo florecer los jazmines y ese olor sutil y maravilloso, veo un brotes nuevos en mis camelias, azaleas y en los almacigos, eso me alegra  muy profundamente, a eso me refiería con lo simple que al final son las cosas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;El amor que siento por personas, pareja, familia, amigos. Ver en mi toda la capacidad de amar es muy lindo, mirarse hacia adentro y sentir esos destellos saliendo de mi. Me alegra y me enorgullece.&lt;br /&gt;No dejo de pensar en todo lo que quiero hacer, mi prioridad es yo y mi mujer, no quita eso el amor y precupación por la familia y los amigos. Pero a esta edad es mi prioridad absoluta, no lo concibo de otra manera. Lo quiero, lo anhelo y trabajo para eso.&lt;br /&gt;Sueño con una casa con niños cabezones dando vuelta, un coleguita moviendo la cola en el jardin y las plantas más lindas y uno que otra preparación de este humilde chef amateur....ese es mi foco y mi norte....visión, misión o whatever you want to call it.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;La capacidad de aprendizaje, superación, observación, templanza, admiración, de toma de conciencia de nosotros, un largo etc., de nuestro mundo en su forma integral es necesaria para sentarnos en el trono que nosotros queramos y no en el que las circunstancias quieran.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;En no dejar que nos nuestras virtudes se nublen y potenciarlas a concho, las mias y de quien me acompañara a perpetuidad. Y trabajar nuestras pifias apara hacerlas una minima expresión o simplemente evaporarlas.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;A que nos debemos a nosotros mismos, la primera obligación con la vida, a entendernos, querernos y no dejarnos estar nunca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Eso está pasando en mi interior.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Allá voooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooy dolce vita !!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-5801657683444820100?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/5801657683444820100/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=5801657683444820100&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5801657683444820100'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5801657683444820100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/satori.html' title='Satori'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-1740490964673324680</id><published>2009-09-23T12:30:00.009-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-23T14:11:58.698-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Expiación</title><content type='html'>Así es este momento de mi vida.&lt;br /&gt;Este no es un simulacro ni un alarido falso, es mi opción para poner todo en orden, para poder tener la claridad necesaria y poder ordenar las prioridades en mi vida las cuales se me han hecho cada día más evidentes y de las cuales estoy convencido completamente.&lt;br /&gt;Al final, todo es mucho más simple de lo que yo pensaba y no porque lo tome a la ligera, al contrario, muy en serio, la vida y las cosas que la componen y la hacen maravillosa están aquí, en mí, en ti y en lo que me rodea.&lt;br /&gt;Me he dado cuenta que muchas externalidades, gente y lugares que consideraba importantes aportan muy poco y que prefiero mil veces rodearme de aquello que me aporta y me llena, he aprendido a encontrar mucho de eso en mí mismo. Esa riqueza interior no estaba ausente sino dormida y el despertar ha valido todo el dolor que ha conllevado el proceso.&lt;br /&gt;Arrepentirse es inevitable, pero de nada sirve si no hace nada al respecto y yo decidí no seguir ese camino. Prefiero el más largo, consistente y que tenga cimientos firmes, no de arena.&lt;br /&gt;La tristeza abunda, a ratos se va, pero porfiada vuelve, sin embargo tengo la certeza de que es un paso necesario para ser todo lo que yo quiero ser y hacer, rodearme de lo que quiero y dejar afuera lo innecesario.&lt;br /&gt;He recibido lecciones de humildad enormes y han sido una herramienta para poder generar todos estos cambios desde el lugar que corresponde, el cual implica no negar errores ni &lt;span style="font-style: italic;"&gt;issues.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es fácil, no.&lt;br /&gt;La motivación es grande y tiene un gran motor que se llama vida, con todo lo que ella implica, mis afectos, mi salud, mi ser interno , todo.&lt;br /&gt;Es increible como cosas buenas empiezan a pasar cuando el switch cambia en la medula, es como si todo se alineara en beneficio de uno, quizas es porque uno empieza a pensar mas en si mismo, pero todavía falta esa cabecita amada.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Al final es un rompecabezas que tiene que tener las piezas en su lugar y el orden de esas piezas depende de mí y mis convicciones y nada las va a cambiar.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-1740490964673324680?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/1740490964673324680/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=1740490964673324680&amp;isPopup=true' title='1 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/1740490964673324680'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/1740490964673324680'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/expiacion.html' title='Expiación'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-8443336614377882727</id><published>2009-09-21T14:42:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-21T14:55:43.355-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>El sabado inesperadamente terminé viendo a Los Jaivas en la medialuna, fue un lindo regalo para el alma. La luna y las estrellas se asomaban discretas por entre las nubes.&lt;br /&gt;Canté tan fuerte y con tanta emoción que sentí como mi voz llegó a tu pelito y tus ojos de miel y vi como en tu pecho seguiran floreciendo nuestros colores de amor.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/Chk0-R62-OQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/Chk0-R62-OQ&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-8443336614377882727?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' 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src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-5997408416911845120?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/5997408416911845120/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=5997408416911845120&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5997408416911845120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5997408416911845120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/donde-estas-mariposa.html' title='Dónde estás Mariposa ?'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SrUVW4cyn_I/AAAAAAAAAG0/7ID4UYgx-0Y/s72-c/butterfly_hand.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-8167261294717005749</id><published>2009-09-17T23:21:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T23:22:51.177-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Siempre</title><content type='html'>&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SrL88i6oPII/AAAAAAAAAGs/8ZS_md3ltg4/s1600-h/IMG00094-20090917-2305.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer; width: 400px; height: 300px;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SrL88i6oPII/AAAAAAAAAGs/8ZS_md3ltg4/s400/IMG00094-20090917-2305.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5382642621756226690" 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/15933920-8167261294717005749?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/8167261294717005749/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=8167261294717005749&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/8167261294717005749'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/8167261294717005749'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/siempre.html' title='Siempre'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SrL88i6oPII/AAAAAAAAAGs/8ZS_md3ltg4/s72-c/IMG00094-20090917-2305.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-5504506455925286884</id><published>2009-09-17T00:15:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-17T00:23:11.425-04:00</updated><title type='text'>The Wonder of You</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/MyrQqmc5UT8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/MyrQqmc5UT8&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;When no one else can understand me&lt;br /&gt;When everything I do is wrong&lt;br /&gt;You give me hope and consolation&lt;br /&gt;You give me strength to carry on&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And you're always there to lend a hand&lt;br /&gt;In everything I do&lt;br /&gt;That's the wonder&lt;br /&gt;The wonder of you&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;And when you smile the world is brighter&lt;br /&gt;You touch my hand and Im a king&lt;br /&gt;Your kiss to me is worth a fortune&lt;br /&gt;Your love for me is everything&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Ill guess Ill never know the reason why&lt;br /&gt;You love me like you do&lt;br /&gt;That's the wonder&lt;br /&gt;The wonder of you&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-5504506455925286884?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/5504506455925286884/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=5504506455925286884&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5504506455925286884'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5504506455925286884'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/wonder-of-you.html' title='The Wonder of You'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-5272022590790895918</id><published>2009-09-16T20:53:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-09-16T20:58:22.447-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Yo ya la encontré...</title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ojNhtQOsHk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/2ojNhtQOsHk&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1&amp;amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a hard headed woman,&lt;br /&gt;One who will take me for myself,&lt;br /&gt;And if I find my hard headed woman,&lt;br /&gt;I wont need nobody else, no, no, no.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a hard headed woman,&lt;br /&gt;One who will make me do my best,&lt;br /&gt;And if I find my hard headed woman&lt;br /&gt;I know the rest of my life will be blessed -- yes, yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know a lot of fancy dancers,&lt;br /&gt;People who can glide you on a floor,&lt;br /&gt;They move so smooth but have no answers.&lt;br /&gt;When you ask why'd you come here for?&lt;br /&gt;I don't know why?&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I know many fine feathered friends&lt;br /&gt;But their friendliness depends on how you do.&lt;br /&gt;They know many sure fired ways&lt;br /&gt;To find out the one who pays&lt;br /&gt;And how you do.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a hard headed woman,&lt;br /&gt;One who will make me feel so good,&lt;br /&gt;And if I find my hard headed woman,&lt;br /&gt;I know my life will be as it should -- yes, yes, yes.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I'm looking for a hard headed woman,&lt;br /&gt;One who will make me do my best,&lt;br /&gt;And if I find my hard headed woman...&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-5272022590790895918?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/5272022590790895918/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=5272022590790895918&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5272022590790895918'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/5272022590790895918'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/09/yo-ya-la-encontre.html' title='Yo ya la encontré...'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-2646295029465463293</id><published>2009-05-10T19:23:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2009-05-10T19:24:03.612-04:00</updated><title type='text'></title><content type='html'>&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/DR91Rj1ZN1M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/DR91Rj1ZN1M&amp;hl=en&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-2646295029465463293?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/2646295029465463293/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=2646295029465463293&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/2646295029465463293'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/2646295029465463293'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2009/05/blog-post.html' title=''/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-7435865684761825114</id><published>2008-12-24T15:06:00.002-03:00</published><updated>2009-04-06T16:28:51.965-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Going to California</title><content type='html'>Led Zeppelin siempre ha sido y será una de mis bandas favoritas de la vida.&lt;br /&gt;Esta canción es simplemente maravillosa.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ljYkQiIrFtU&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ljYkQiIrFtU&amp;hl=es&amp;fs=1&amp;rel=0" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Spent my days with a woman unkind,&lt;br /&gt;Smoked my stuff and drank all my wine.&lt;br /&gt;Made up my mind to make a new start,&lt;br /&gt;Going to california with an aching in my heart.&lt;br /&gt;Someone told me theres a girl out there&lt;br /&gt;With love in her eyes and flowers in her hair.&lt;br /&gt;Took my chances on a big jet plane,&lt;br /&gt;Never let them tell you that theyre all the same.&lt;br /&gt;The sea was red and the sky was grey,&lt;br /&gt;Wondered how tomorrow could ever follow today.&lt;br /&gt;The mountains and the canyons started to tremble and shake&lt;br /&gt;As the children of the sun began to awake.&lt;br /&gt;Seems that the wrath of the gods&lt;br /&gt;Got a punch on the nose and it started to flow;&lt;br /&gt;I think I might be sinking.&lt;br /&gt;Throw me a line if I reach it in time&lt;br /&gt;Ill meet you up there where the path&lt;br /&gt;Runs straight and high.&lt;br /&gt;To find a queen without a king;&lt;br /&gt;They say she plays guitar and cries and sings.&lt;br /&gt;La la la la&lt;br /&gt;Ride a white mare in the footsteps of dawn&lt;br /&gt;Tryin to find a woman whos never, never, never been born.&lt;br /&gt;Standing on a hill in my mountain of dreams,&lt;br /&gt;Telling myself its not as hard, hard, hard as it seems.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-7435865684761825114?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/7435865684761825114/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=7435865684761825114&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/7435865684761825114'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/7435865684761825114'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2008/12/going-to-california.html' title='Going to California'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-1024058109076324033</id><published>2008-11-17T00:29:00.003-03:00</published><updated>2008-11-17T00:56:59.773-03:00</updated><title type='text'>Domingos</title><content type='html'>Los domingos, se ha transformado en una institucion los almuerzos o después del almuerzo familiar usual, partir a la casa de mis buenos amigos Dani Dance y Henry Love arriba en el camino El Cajón. Aparte de la vista de la casa, el jardín, la pileta, los perros.....siempre está lleno de gente y siempre hay buena onda.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y mi amigo Henry es un gran conocedor de musica, la Cleta también de hecho, asi que más se puede pedir, cuando no es algun exponente de &lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Minimal_techno"&gt;minimal&lt;span style="font-weight: bold;"&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;o rock bueno de todas las decadas, yo gozo.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Que mejor manera de terminar el finde.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Y un grupo que conocí hace algunos domingos en esa casa es Arcade Fire (&lt;a href="http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Arcade_Fire"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt; y &lt;a href="http://www.arcadefire.com/"&gt;aqui&lt;/a&gt;), les dejo esta canción que es una maravilla. El video es un fragmento de una gran pelicula llamada &lt;a href="http://es.wikipedia.org/wiki/Acorazado_Potemkin"&gt;El Acorazado Potemkin&lt;/a&gt; de &lt;span&gt;Sergei Eisenstein&lt;/span&gt;:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZO7ZWfvCjBE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowFullScreen" value="true"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;param name="allowscriptaccess" value="always"&gt;&lt;/param&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/ZO7ZWfvCjBE&amp;amp;hl=en&amp;amp;fs=1" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" allowscriptaccess="always" allowfullscreen="true" width="425" height="344"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;The king's taken back the throne&lt;br /&gt;The useless seed is sown&lt;br /&gt;When they say they're cutting off the phone&lt;br /&gt;I'll tell 'em you're not home&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;No place to hide&lt;br /&gt;You were fighting as a soldier on their side&lt;br /&gt;You're still a soldier in your mind&lt;br /&gt;Though nothing's on the line&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;You say it's money that we need&lt;br /&gt;As if we're only mouths to feed&lt;br /&gt;I know no matter what you say&lt;br /&gt;There are some debts you'll never pay&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for the church&lt;br /&gt;While your family dies&lt;br /&gt;You take what they give you&lt;br /&gt;And you keep it inside&lt;br /&gt;Every spark of friendship and love&lt;br /&gt;Will die without a home&lt;br /&gt;Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can taste the fear&lt;br /&gt;Gonna lift me up and take me out of here&lt;br /&gt;Don't wanna fight, don't wanna die&lt;br /&gt;Just wanna hear you cry&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Who's gonna throw the very first stone?&lt;br /&gt;Oh! Who's gonna reset the bone?&lt;br /&gt;Walking with your head in a sling&lt;br /&gt;Wanna hear the soldier sing&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Working for the Church&lt;br /&gt;While my family dies&lt;br /&gt;Your little baby sister's&lt;br /&gt;Gonna lose her mind&lt;br /&gt;Every spark of friendship and love&lt;br /&gt;Will die without a home&lt;br /&gt;Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;I can taste your fear&lt;br /&gt;It's gonna lift you up and take you out of here&lt;br /&gt;And the bone shall never heal&lt;br /&gt;I care not if you kneel&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;We can't find you now&lt;br /&gt;But they're gonna get their money back somehow&lt;br /&gt;And when you finally disappear&lt;br /&gt;We'll just say that you were never here&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Been working for the church&lt;br /&gt;While your life falls apart&lt;br /&gt;Singing hallelujah with the fear in your heart&lt;br /&gt;Every spark of friendship and love&lt;br /&gt;Will die without a home&lt;br /&gt;Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"&lt;br /&gt;Hear the soldier groan, "We'll go at it alone"&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-1024058109076324033?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/1024058109076324033/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=1024058109076324033&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/1024058109076324033'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/1024058109076324033'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2008/11/domingos.html' title='Domingos'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-3713415502985821709</id><published>2008-09-29T17:32:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-09-29T17:46:47.008-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Achtung baby</title><content type='html'>Si bien no me gano la vida en el sector financiero, siempre me ha gustado la Economía y las Finanzas, mi ramo preferido en la universidad era Macroeconomía.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Lo de hoy no lo habia visto nunca, un desastre. El gran problema es que esto se está empezando a sentir en el sector real, osea en la economia tuya y mia.&lt;br /&gt;Es cosa de ver tambien la caída sostenida que han tenido todos los commodities a nivel mundial, el cobre cerró hoy a usd 2.86 la libra lo que hizo que el tipo de cambio aqui en Chile subiera a CLP 560, eso ultimo me gusta, es bueno para el sector exportador. El unico commodity que subio fue el oro que siempre ha sido el escudo de los inversionistas antes situaciones como esta.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Veremos que pasa mañana.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SOFMjdZOpXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UvygtZN9umQ/s1600-h/Bolsa.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SOFMjdZOpXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UvygtZN9umQ/s400/Bolsa.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251562812560287090" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SOFMj9AcSaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zQdB60q9xR4/s1600-h/Bolsa+II.jpg"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SOFMj9AcSaI/AAAAAAAAAEI/zQdB60q9xR4/s400/Bolsa+II.jpg" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251562821046258082" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a onblur="try {parent.deselectBloggerImageGracefully();} catch(e) {}" href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SOFMkGmEbaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/X0i2yF65t24/s1600-h/Bolsa+III.gif"&gt;&lt;img style="margin: 0px auto 10px; display: block; text-align: center; cursor: pointer;" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SOFMkGmEbaI/AAAAAAAAAEQ/X0i2yF65t24/s400/Bolsa+III.gif" alt="" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5251562823619997090" 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/15933920-3713415502985821709?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/3713415502985821709/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=3713415502985821709&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/3713415502985821709'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/3713415502985821709'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2008/09/achtung-baby.html' title='Achtung baby'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_K5WmpbnAsUw/SOFMjdZOpXI/AAAAAAAAAEA/UvygtZN9umQ/s72-c/Bolsa.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-1409440518827254999</id><published>2008-06-15T14:19:00.002-04:00</published><updated>2008-06-15T14:27:04.027-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Día del Padre</title><content type='html'>A la distancia abracé en su día a mi padre querido, con la vieja están de viaje half work, half pleasure por Rusia, Suecia, Bélgica y Francia.&lt;br /&gt;Asi que anoche le mandé un mail y fue lo primero que vió en el Blackberry hoy en la mañana. Me dijo que se emocionó lo cual me emocionó a mi y bla bla bla.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Estaban subiendose al típico barco que recorre el Sena durante una hora, cosa que tengo pendiente hacer porque en las dos veces que he estado en Paris no he tenido tiempo.&lt;br /&gt;Me impactó alguna vez ver un cortejo funebre en el mismo río, con el cajón en el barco y una banda tocando marchas funebres, lo encontré muy potente.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Es probable que en Julio vaya a Alemania y obviamente si resulta, me pego otro recorrido, esta vez si, por el Europa del Este.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Quien dijo minas ricas ?&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-1409440518827254999?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/1409440518827254999/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=1409440518827254999&amp;isPopup=true' title='3 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/1409440518827254999'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/1409440518827254999'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2008/06/da-del-padre.html' title='Día del Padre'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>3</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-6119673794435340383</id><published>2008-05-27T01:55:00.001-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:55:48.049-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Travesia II</title><content type='html'>Your's truly:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwjprxB9THM"&gt; &lt;/param&gt; &lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/GwjprxB9THM" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" width="425" height="350"&gt; &lt;/embed&gt; &lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-6119673794435340383?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/6119673794435340383/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=6119673794435340383&amp;isPopup=true' title='2 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/6119673794435340383'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/6119673794435340383'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2008/05/travesia-ii.html' title='Travesia II'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-15933920.post-3576907593419642811</id><published>2008-05-27T01:25:00.000-04:00</published><updated>2008-05-27T01:27:29.037-04:00</updated><title type='text'>Travesía</title><content type='html'>Video de una de las tantas travesías del Caleuche II:&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;object height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;param name="movie" value="http://www.youtube.com/v/vrptjdjAkhs&amp;amp;hl=en"&gt;&lt;param name="wmode" value="transparent"&gt;&lt;embed src="http://www.youtube.com/v/vrptjdjAkhs&amp;amp;hl=en" type="application/x-shockwave-flash" wmode="transparent" height="355" width="425"&gt;&lt;/embed&gt;&lt;/object&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/15933920-3576907593419642811?l=elcharqui.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/feeds/3576907593419642811/comments/default' title='Enviar comentarios'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='https://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=15933920&amp;postID=3576907593419642811&amp;isPopup=true' title='0 comentarios'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/3576907593419642811'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/15933920/posts/default/3576907593419642811'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://elcharqui.blogspot.com/2008/05/travesa.html' title='Travesía'/><author><name>Foxtrot</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/04232732636810435443</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:extendedProperty xmlns:gd='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005' name='OpenSocialUserId' value='09369390644072200042'/></author><thr:total xmlns:thr='http://purl.org/syndication/thread/1.0'>0</thr:total></entry></feed>