USA: Coast to Coast

The complete title for this post should be USA: Coast to Coast and Nothing in Between. Time constraints forced me to skip the greatest part of the US focusing my visit on two cities: Los Angeles and New York. Some say these cities are not what you'd call "real America"; well, real America or not the places and especially the people that I met over there account for some of the most wonderful and genuine characters of my trip.

Los Angeles
CaliforniaMy overnight flight from the Cook Islands dumped me in LA early in the morning. The very FRIENDLY (<- is this clear enough?) staff from customs welcomed me to America and opened the doors to sunny California. Although a few hours in Los Angeles are far from enough, I tried my best to take a little bite to the Californian Way of Life. A bus ride along the ever-impossible web of highways near Los Angeles took me to the beaches. Then a long stroll down Santa Monica beach to revive those cheesy American TV series. No baywatchers within sight nor silicon bimbos on rollerblades but the pier and the hot dogs were still there. Great atmosphere that made for another legendary sunset over the Pacific.

New York
Sunset over the Pacific, sunrise over the Atlantic. Good morning New York City! Said to be the world's capital, NYC really is an amazing place. The city in itself is well worth the visit but if you are lucky enough to share your time there with people like Howard and John... then your hands are boasting aces. I met Howard and John (74 & ?, American) through Couchsurfing, they offered to host me for a few days. Their magnificent apartment (two blocks away from Times Square) is insignificant compared to their kindness and wisdom. Howard guided me through the highlights of Manhattan: Times Square, Bryan Park, St Patrick's, Trump Tower, Rockefeller Center, Statue of Liberty, Wall Street, The New YorkersWorld Trade Center, Chinatown, Little Italy, Central Park, Guggenheim Museum... I'm sure you all have heard about them before. However only a native New Yorker like him could tell you about the legendary burgers of McSorley's (one of the oldest pubs in NYC) or the impressive frescoes of the museum of American Indians.

Once again it seems clear to me that a place is as good as the people you share it with. New York City is beyond words and so are Howard and John. Thank you guys for making my visit to New York such a wonderful time!

Interesting things that I've learnt:
  • American hot dogs are nothing but a lousy frankfurt that wouldn't make for a proper snack for a German shepherd. Genuine burgers are, however, small pieces of art.
  • Americans don't eat junk, at least not more than we do. Some of them are really good cooks that would blow the asses off the French, Italians and Spanish chefs (not the Basque, though! hahaha).
  • Opera makes sense. Behind the odd look of the old-fashioned heavy-weighted fellows that sign on the stage there are exciting stories including bloody murders, bizarre sex and all sorts of perversions. On top of that these artist comprise the ultimate showman/woman, they are actors, singers and performers all-in-one.
  • Among other things, the new WTC will include an astonishing transit centre designed by the Spanish arquitect Santiago Calatrava.
  • Shopping in New York is good and cheap. Don't miss the second hand shops in East Village, especially No Relation Vintage.
  • Apparently I am not the only one struggling to build furniture with bamboo. During my visit to the National Design Museum in New York I learnt about Ezri Tarazi, an Israeli designer who's tried to build amazing furniture with bamboo. Watch video!


Por motivos de tiempo mi paso por los EEUU se limito a dos de sus grandes iconos: Los Ángeles y Nueva York. Muchos dicen que estas ciudades no representan la "verdadera América"; sea cierto o no los lugares y sobretodo las personas que conoci allí representan algunos de los carácteres mas genuinos de mi viaje.
Tras 11 horas de vuelo aterricé en Los Ángeles a primera hora de la mañana. A pesar de no disponer de mucho tiempo, mi corta visita a California me permitió saborear algo del famoso "Californian Way of Life". Primera y única parada: playa de Santa Mónica. Aunque se echaron de menos a los famosos vigilantes de la playa (sobretodo a ellas), las torres, los paseantes y los perritos calientes estaban allí.
Con apenas 8 horas de diferencia vi el atardecer sobre el océano Pacifico y acto seguido el amanecer sobre el Atlántico. ¡Bienvenido a Nueva York! La también conocida como capital del mundo es un lugar asombroso. Más aun si se tiene el gusto de compartir la visita con gente tan maja como Howard y John. Estos dos newyorkinos no sólo se ofrecieron a hospedarme en su apartamento de Manhattan sino que hicieron de guias improvisados por la ciudad. Times Square, la caterdral de St Patrick, el Rockefeller Center, la Estatua de la Libertad, Wall Street, el World Trade Center, Chinatown, Little Italy, Central Park, iconos de la cultura americana que hicieron las delicias de mi cámara.

Una vez más queda claro que la visita a un lugar es tan buena como la gente con la que se comparte. Nueva York es un lugar excepcional, como lo son Howard y John, sólo espero que todo aquel visitante que se adentre en esta jungla de cristal tenga la suerte de conocerla de tan buena mano.

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Hooked on the Cooks

Last Tuesday 8th of December I time-traveled for the first time in my life. I took a plane at Auckland's Int Airport at 10pm and arrived to Rarotonga the same day at 2.40am (20 hours earlier), now, how cool is that?

Rarotonga!Rarotonga is the main island of the group of seven islands known as the Cook Islands. Less than 15000 souls -most of them Maori- inhabit this volcanic island whose total area covers approximately 67 km2 (the size of San Marino). In spite of the relative bad weather (20-25 deg C, overcast with showers), I managed to do a bunch of interesting things in this idyllic island. You won't find many pictures though, for two main reasons:
1) I thought that the bad weather didn't make justice to the place and 2) I spent a lot of time at the beach and under the water so most days I left the camera at home. The highlights of my trip were the trek across the island (8 km north-south), the bicycle tour around the island (32 km), the long hours snorkeling in the crystal clear waters of the lagoon that surrounds the island and the breath-taking sunsets at the beach.

In conclusion, a very relaxing week that helped to recharge my worn-out batteries. Next stop: America!

Interesting things that I've learnt:
  • Tiny islands in the middle of the Southern Pacific Ocean are not a myth. I must add that planes don't crash there every now and then unleashing a very intriguing sequence of events with no logical explanation.
  • A coin doesn't necessarily need to be round. Check out the $2 Cook Islands coin!
  • The first European to come across the Cook Island was the Spanish sailors Alvaro de Medaña in 1595.
  • The first European who cooked a tortilla de patata in the Cook Island was no other than Iñaki Merino Albaina in late 2009.


El pasado 8 de Diciembre hice mi primer viaje en el tiempo. Al mas puro estilo Michael J. Fox en 'Regreso al futuro', me subi en mi Delorean particular a eso de las 10 de la noche hora local de Auckland (Nueva Zelanda) y aterrice en Rarotonga (Islas Cook) poco antes de las 3 de la madrugada de ese mismo dia. En otras palabras, retrocedi 19 horas en el tiempo.

Rarotonga pertenece al archipielago de las islas Cook. Con poco mas de 15000 habitantes, esta diminuta isla volcanica -del tamaño de San Marino- ofrece paz y descanso a todos aquellos que puedan permitirse un largo viaje al medio del oceano pacifico. Tal vez fue esto lo que atrajo la atencion del marino español Alvaro de Medaña
al convertirse en el primer Europeo en darse un garbeo por la zona. Yo por mi parte buscaba descanso, y a pesar de que el tiempo no acompaño del todo, lo encontre. Mi visita se resume en: caminatas por la isla (especialmente bonita la que atraviesa de norte a sur en poco mas de 8 kilometros), largas horas buceando (con tubo y gafas) en el arrecife que rodea la isla y atardeceres de pelicula en la playa. En resumen, una semanita recargando las pilas para mi proximo destino: America!