<?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-3582395365522279183</id><updated>2011-09-30T10:33:53.508-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Caminhos da América do Sul</title><subtitle type='html'>Caminhos da América do Sul</subtitle><link rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#feed' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/posts/default'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default?max-results=100'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/'/><link rel='hub' href='http://pubsubhubbub.appspot.com/'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><generator version='7.00' uri='http://www.blogger.com'>Blogger</generator><openSearch:totalResults>11</openSearch:totalResults><openSearch:startIndex>1</openSearch:startIndex><openSearch:itemsPerPage>100</openSearch:itemsPerPage><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-4561598994445216090</id><published>2011-09-30T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-09-30T10:33:53.553-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Linhas de Nazca</title><content type='html'>&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zbbN5Wi88s/ToX0dPRuglI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qH_5qZhZYO4/s1600/Linhas+de+Nazca+colibri.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" kca="true" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zbbN5Wi88s/ToX0dPRuglI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qH_5qZhZYO4/s400/Linhas+de+Nazca+colibri.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Linhas de Nazca - colibri - Foto: Alexandre Lins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Nazca é uma cidade com 30.000 habitantes, situada em um vale rodeado de montanhas, distante uns 444 km de Lima no Perú. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Aproximadamente a uns 22 km de Nazca, no deserto de Palpa, se encontram as famosas Linhas de Nazca. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; ...A vista do deserto, lá do alto, era espetacular. No solo havia uma grande área repleta de linhas que se entrecortavam. Em meio a todas aquelas linhas havia figuras. Figuras geométricas e de animais como beija-flor, baleia, macaco e outros. Era impressionante, pois elas só podiam ser vistas do alto...&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aEVd1UCL5K8/ToXzg-N9l6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/kjBrur-n6PI/s1600/Linhas+de+Nazca+sobrevoo.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-aEVd1UCL5K8/ToXzg-N9l6I/AAAAAAAAAH0/kjBrur-n6PI/s320/Linhas+de+Nazca+sobrevoo.jpg" width="320" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Nazca - antes do sobrevôo&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBHZZQZc18s/ToXtE9mfsCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3wchfg4SyfU/s1600/Linhas+de+Nazca+mapa.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="height: 210px; margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; width: 373px;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="263" kca="true" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-DBHZZQZc18s/ToXtE9mfsCI/AAAAAAAAAHw/3wchfg4SyfU/s400/Linhas+de+Nazca+mapa.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Mapa das Linhas de Nazca&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; &amp;nbsp;Na década de 20, pilotos peruanos sobrevoaram a região e alertaram sobre as enigmáticas figuras. Algumas linhas têm 15cm de largura e outras, centenas de metros. Foram feitas afastando-se as pedras para os lados, deixando exposto o solo mais claro. As linhas foram feitas entre 800aC e 600dC. Existem várias hipóteses sobre quem fez as linhas de Nazca. Uma, é a versão contada pelos índios anciãos das planícies, os quais viam os Viracochas como causa para a execução das imagens. Segundo estes índios, os Viracochas eram um grupo étnico minoritário, descendente do mítico "Homem-Deus-Viracocha", que chegado dos céus, resolveu instituir uma parte Dos povos andinos. Segundo estes mesmos povos da região de Nazca, eles seriam capazes de voar. Portanto, as figuras geométricas que se entrecortam na região seriam uma forma de contato, homenagem ou culto para aqueles que podiam "enxergar do alto". Outra hipótese é que as linhas teriam sido feitas por extraterrestres. E mais outra, entre tantas versões, diz que as figuras geométricas seriam um gigante método de predição astronômica.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ7Mtdp6k8I/ToX1RH6TEPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0riozzC6KVM/s1600/Linhas+de+Nazca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-ZJ7Mtdp6k8I/ToX1RH6TEPI/AAAAAAAAAH8/0riozzC6KVM/s400/Linhas+de+Nazca.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Linhas de Nazca - mirante próximo a rodovia - Foto: Alexandre Lins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;table align="center" cellpadding="0" cellspacing="0" class="tr-caption-container" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;tbody&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vzg1M4hcZo4/ToX7G_VQGQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WduB1xjDkYU/s1600/Linhas+Nazca.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: auto; margin-right: auto;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="265" kca="true" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-Vzg1M4hcZo4/ToX7G_VQGQI/AAAAAAAAAIE/WduB1xjDkYU/s400/Linhas+Nazca.jpg" width="400" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;tr&gt;&lt;td class="tr-caption" style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;Linhas de Nazca - formas geométricas - Foto: Alexandre Lins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/td&gt;&lt;/tr&gt;&lt;/tbody&gt;&lt;/table&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="border-bottom: medium none; border-left: medium none; border-right: medium none; border-top: medium none; clear: both; text-align: center;"&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/3582395365522279183-4561598994445216090?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/4561598994445216090/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=4561598994445216090' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/4561598994445216090'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/4561598994445216090'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2011/09/linhas-de-nazca.html' title='Linhas de Nazca'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-1zbbN5Wi88s/ToX0dPRuglI/AAAAAAAAAH4/qH_5qZhZYO4/s72-c/Linhas+de+Nazca+colibri.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-8413516818364021295</id><published>2011-07-31T19:02:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-31T19:02:01.081-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Torres Del Paine</title><content type='html'>&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sMBo2bW0fI/TjYHIM7mFsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zihTQxsuqqg/s1600/Maci%25C3%25A7o+Paine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="212px" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sMBo2bW0fI/TjYHIM7mFsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zihTQxsuqqg/s320/Maci%25C3%25A7o+Paine.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Parque Nacional Torres Del Paine&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Um dos parques nacionais mais selvagens da América do Sul está localizado na Patagônia Chilena, o Parque Nacional Torres Del Paine. É um parque extremamente organizado. Inaugurado em 1959, o Parque Nacional Torres Del Paine possui 250.000 hectares de área e em 1978 foi declarado Reserva da Biosfera pela Unesco. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Em meio à planície, surge um imenso maciço com picos de até 3.000 metros de altitude. Formado por um conjunto de montanhas distintas, sempre cobertas pela neve, o maciço Paine abriga lagos incrivelmente azuis, rios, cachoeiras e cascatas, glaciares enormes, florestas impenetráveis e ainda espécies raras de plantas e animais como guanacos, condores e pumas. O nome Paine quer dizer "azul claro", devido aos tons de azul do gelo no topo das torres e foi dado pelos índios Mapuches.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cuQiJr5WXU0/TjYHyBhs_3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/f5n0d_iUF9I/s1600/Torres+Del+Paine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="320px" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/-cuQiJr5WXU0/TjYHyBhs_3I/AAAAAAAAAHk/f5n0d_iUF9I/s320/Torres+Del+Paine.jpg" t$="true" width="213px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Torres Del Paine&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;Torres Del Paine, a capital de trekking chilena, é considerado um dos melhores lugares do mundo para trekking de alto desempenho. Existem vários circuitos através dos 250 km de trilhas demarcadas, que chegam a quase todos os pontos mais incríveis do parque, como o lago glacial na base das Torres del Paine, o glaciar e o lago Grey e o lago Pehoe, de onde pode-se chegar perto do fabuloso Cuernos del Paine. No verão, novembro a março, quando as temperaturas são mais elevadas, o parque lota, é a época das ventanias onde a velocidade do vento pode chegar a 150 km/h, podendo facilmente derrubar qualquer caminhante pego de surpresa por uma rajada.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gEcSKSf9sCk/TjYIOCkn87I/AAAAAAAAAHo/MQqYc5ekxKY/s1600/Mapa+Maci%25C3%25A7o+Paine.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="238px" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/-gEcSKSf9sCk/TjYIOCkn87I/AAAAAAAAAHo/MQqYc5ekxKY/s320/Mapa+Maci%25C3%25A7o+Paine.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="separator" style="clear: both; text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyfgJUy2FBM/TjYIgTAW3II/AAAAAAAAAHs/MGicNVD3_YM/s1600/Lago+Pehoe.jpg" imageanchor="1" style="margin-left: 1em; margin-right: 1em;"&gt;&lt;img border="0" height="211px" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/-PyfgJUy2FBM/TjYIgTAW3II/AAAAAAAAAHs/MGicNVD3_YM/s320/Lago+Pehoe.jpg" t$="true" width="320px" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Acampamento Paine Grande. Ao fundo Lago Pehoe. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: center;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-size: x-small;"&gt;Ladeado pelos irmão Cristian e Andrea Vergara.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp;&amp;nbsp; Ao me aproximar do parque, guiando meu carro, avistei uma placa onde estava escrito: "Torres Del Paine, uma paisagem pintada por Deus". Em minha passagem por aquelas bandas caminhei pelas trilhas sob o sol, a chuva e a neve, entre pessoas de diversos lugares do planeta. Fiz amizade com um grupo de chilenos, os irmãos Cristian e Andrea Vergara, Julio Mansilla e Juan Taruman, com o qual caminhei e montei acampamento por vários dias. Nos acampamentos, nas bases das montanhas, a sinfonia noturna era o estrondo dos blocos de gelo se desprendendo dos picos gelados e o som das conversas animadas, às vezes banhadas a vinho, que podiam ser ouvidas nos mais diversos idiomas. Água para beber ali existia em abundância que escorria do gelo das montanhas. Existem passeios de barcos, pelos lagos, que chegam próximos a glaciares, mas as trilhas de Torres Del Paine não são para turistas comuns, são para aqueles que se dispõe a enfrentar um lugar selvagem, no entanto, esplêndido.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif;"&gt;&amp;nbsp;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: right;"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial, Helvetica, sans-serif; font-size: x-small;"&gt;Alexandre Lins&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div style="text-align: justify;"&gt;&lt;br /&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/3582395365522279183-8413516818364021295?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8413516818364021295/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=8413516818364021295' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/8413516818364021295'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/8413516818364021295'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2011/07/torres-del-paine.html' title='Torres Del Paine'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://1.bp.blogspot.com/-8sMBo2bW0fI/TjYHIM7mFsI/AAAAAAAAAHg/zihTQxsuqqg/s72-c/Maci%25C3%25A7o+Paine.jpg' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-5244344529147732698</id><published>2009-02-08T05:03:00.000-08:00</published><updated>2011-06-27T13:10:38.180-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Comentários</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Paula Peiretti e Elias&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;São Paulo, Brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Sua experiência e sua coragem nos estimula para uma grande aventura... Estamos adorando!!!&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ricardo Cerqueira&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Caruaru, PE, Brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Ei brother, eu tenho seu livro, comprei há um tempão, e fiquei encantado com sua aventura.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Fernanda Veres&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Paraná, Brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Olá Alexandre!! Há pouco tempo atrás comprei o seu livro "Caminhos da América do Sul". Admirei muito a sua coragem de viajar por vários lugares com um carro e uma barraca. Gostaria de um dia conhecer esses lugares. Parabéns, seu livro foi ótimo. Seu livro foi o melhor que já li, desejo a você muito sucesso com suas viagens.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Jamildo Melo&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Recife, PE, Brasil&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Jornalista. Editor do JC OnLine - Sistema Jornal do Comercio de Comunicação&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://jc.uol.com.br/blogs/blogjamildo/"&gt;http://jc.uol.com.br/blogs/blogjamildo/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Liberdade&lt;br /&gt;Pernambucano dá a volta na América do Sul de carro em aventura&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;O pernambucano Alexandre Lins, morador de Jaboatão dos Guararapes, fez um passeio dando uma volta na América do Sul de carro. Parece impossível, mas nem o Chico José foi tão longe nem correu tanto perigo.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Adalene Sales&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;Salvador, Ba, Brasil&lt;br /&gt;Psicóloga. Especialista em Docência do Ensino Superior/ PUC Minas.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;a href="http://adalenesales.blogspot.com/"&gt;http://adalenesales.blogspot.com/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Ontem, dei um tempo no livro do Bruner, que estou sorvendo, e no texto do Geertz (&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://www.blogger.com/www.arq.ufsc.br/urbanismo5/artigos/artigos_gc.pdf"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A transição para Humanidade&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;), e fui ler o livro "&lt;/span&gt;&lt;a href="http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Caminhos da América do Sul&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;", que conta a aventura do meu primo. Uma experiência de vida sensacional que me deixou muito curiosa para ler uma autobiografia que explorasse seus estados emocionais, suas reflexões sobre si mesmo, sobre a vida...enfim, uma narrativa autobiográfica. Vou lhe sugerir isso.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Para mim, sua história começa na epígrafe:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;"Embora a morte e a vida se oponham uma à outra, como palavras que são, o certo é que só podes viver daquilo que te faz morrer. E o que recusa a morte recusa a vida." (Antoine de Saint-Exupéry).&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/3582395365522279183-5244344529147732698?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5244344529147732698/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=5244344529147732698' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/5244344529147732698'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/5244344529147732698'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2009/02/comentarios.html' title='Comentários'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-8001587150801186722</id><published>2008-04-08T15:12:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2011-07-30T09:33:20.547-07:00</updated><title type='text'>O Livro "Caminhos da América do Sul"</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caminhos da América do Sul&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;br /&gt;&lt;div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;No dia 12 de outubro de 2000, saí de minha casa em Candeias, bairro da região metropolitana do Recife, dirigindo meu carro, para vagar pela América do Sul. Guiado por minha vontade, sem data marcada para voltar nem para chegar a algum lugar, tinha a liberdade de ir para onde quisesse ou permanecer em determinado lugar por quanto tempo me conviesse. Tinha como casa meu carro e uma barraca de camping. Dirigi sob o sol e sob a lua, sob chuva, neve e neblina, por estradas de asfalto, concreto, terra, rípio e de barro, onde as cruzes espalhadas pelos acostamentos sempre me lembravam o quanto cuidado deveria ter. Enfrentei também o cansaço após horas de caminhada ou após dirigir dias inteiros sem parar. Por falta de dinheiro, enfrentei a fome. Por estes caminhos enchi meus olhos com belíssimas paisagens e fiz amizades inesquecíveis. Sem nunca ter viajado para tão longe, muita coisa era novidade, como a 1ª vez que pisei numa ilha, que andei sob a neve, que vi um vulcão, que entrei numa caverna. Estive entre animais que nunca poderia ter visto onde vivia, como pingüins, lobos marinhos, lhamas e guanacos. Durante seis meses percorri, além do Brasil, mais cinco países (Uruguai, Argentina, Chile, Bolívia e Peru), conhecendo de perto os povos e a cultura desses lugares, vivendo intensamente, vendo o sol colorir o céu e a paisagem com tons diferentes a cada dia, a cada hora, a cada minuto. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Com o odômetro no painel de meu carro marcando 33.800 Km rodados, cheguei de volta à minha casa com a certeza de que a viagem realizada tinha sido uma dasmelhores coisas que fiz na vida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="center"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187002185030414946" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_vvAV_psmI/AAAAAAAAADo/z6xoM5BeedY/s320/CASCapa_site.GIF" style="cursor: hand; display: block; margin: 0px auto 10px; text-align: center;" /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Caminhos da América do Sul&lt;br /&gt;312 páginas + 12 páginas com fotos coloridas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;À venda nas livrarias:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Livraria Cultura&lt;/strong&gt; - Paço Alfandega - Recife - (81) 2102.4033. &lt;a href="http://www.livrariacultura.com.br/"&gt;http://www.livrariacultura.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Livraria Saraiva&lt;/strong&gt; - Shopping Recife - (81) 3464.9393. &lt;a href="http://www.livrariasaraiva.com.br/"&gt;http://www.livrariasaraiva.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Livraria Jaqueira&lt;/strong&gt; - Recife - (81) 3265.9455. &lt;a href="http://www.livrariajaqueira.com.br/"&gt;http://www.livrariajaqueira.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Livraria Imperatriz&lt;/strong&gt; - Shopping Recife, Plaza Shopping, Shopping Tacaruna - (81) 3301.7800. &lt;a href="http://www.livrariaimperatriz.com.br/"&gt;http://www.livrariaimperatriz.com.br/&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial; font-size: 180%;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;Ou direto com o autor:&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Receba em sua residência. Para todo Brasil - R$ 35,00&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;1º - Faça o depósito de R$ 35,00 no Banco Santander (033), Ag. 3749, Conta - 01002130-4&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;2º - Envie E-mail para &lt;a href="mailto:alexandre_lins@ig.com.br"&gt;alexandre_lins@ig.com.br&lt;/a&gt; com comprovante do depósito e endereço completo, com CEP, para o envio do livro.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Obs:&lt;/strong&gt; O envio é com AR e por isso é necessário que haja alguém para assinar no ato do recebimento.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: Arial;"&gt;E-mail: &lt;a href="mailto:alexandre_lins@ig.com.br"&gt;alexandre_lins@ig.com.br&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Fotos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family: arial;"&gt;Participação na VI Bienal Internacional do Livro de Pernambuco.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_wKsF_psnI/AAAAAAAAADw/mdEf6R9vL3E/s1600-h/Deinha+030.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187032623463641714" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_wKsF_psnI/AAAAAAAAADw/mdEf6R9vL3E/s200/Deinha+030.jpg" style="cursor: hand;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_wQ-1_psoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e0AIQLzFFm4/s1600-h/Deinha+043.jpg"&gt;&lt;img alt="" border="0" id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5187039542655955586" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_wQ-1_psoI/AAAAAAAAAD4/e0AIQLzFFm4/s200/Deinha+043.jpg" style="cursor: hand;" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&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/3582395365522279183-8001587150801186722?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8001587150801186722/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=8001587150801186722' title='2 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/8001587150801186722'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/8001587150801186722'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2008/04/o-livro-caminhos-da-amrica-do-sul.html' title='O Livro &quot;Caminhos da América do Sul&quot;'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_vvAV_psmI/AAAAAAAAADo/z6xoM5BeedY/s72-c/CASCapa_site.GIF' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>2</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-2071558898527121161</id><published>2008-04-08T14:59:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:25:14.585-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Lima - Candeias</title><content type='html'>&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Lima - Jaboatão dos Guararapes. 23.03.2001 a 11.04.2001.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Fiz uma viagem de ida e volta de Lima até Pucallpa de 1.600 Km. Foi uma tentativa frustrada de voltar ao Brasil pelo Peru. Enfrentei um trecho de 600 Km ida e volta que me fez sentir saudade das terríveis estradas de ripio. Mas fui compensado com belas paisagens da Cordilheira dos Andes e da Selva Amazônica Peruana. Estive em meio a uma manifestação de camponeses na Bolívia onde eles explodiram dinamites, lançaram pedras e atearam fogo no mato. Senti muito medo na fronteira da Bolívia com o Brasil porque estava no meio da rota onde trafegam veículos roubados e onde são roubados veículos e cargas. Entrei no Brasil por Cáceres, Mato Grosso, e conheci a Chapada dos Guimarães. Conheci também Brasília no Distrito Federal e a Chapada Diamantina na Bahia. Dormi todos os dias no carro, em postos de combustíveis. Cheguei em casa na véspera do meu aniversário. Achei estranho e senti saudades dos dias de viagem. Não iria dormir mais no meu carro ou na barraca, que se transformaram em minha casa durante tanto tempo. No dia seguinte, não iria mais colocar o pé na estrada e ver novas paisagens mas, a alegria de estar de volta ao seio de minha família compensava esse sentimento. &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;Concretizei meu sonho porque em nenhum momento pensei em desistir. &lt;/em&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Foto:&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p&gt;Caminhoneiros que me ajudaram na fronteira Boívia/Brasil. Da esquerda para a direita, Matraca, Preá e Lampião.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_vsEF_pslI/AAAAAAAAADg/l_nSZ3dEJ0Q/s1600-h/Caminhone-40.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186998950920041042" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_vsEF_pslI/AAAAAAAAADg/l_nSZ3dEJ0Q/s320/Caminhone-40.gif" border="0" /&gt;&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/3582395365522279183-2071558898527121161?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/2071558898527121161/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=2071558898527121161' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/2071558898527121161'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/2071558898527121161'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2008/04/lima-candeias.html' title='Lima - Candeias'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_vsEF_pslI/AAAAAAAAADg/l_nSZ3dEJ0Q/s72-c/Caminhone-40.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-8867568132848934718</id><published>2008-04-08T14:38:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:25:16.353-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Ushuaia - Lima</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Ushuaia - Lima. 26.01.2001 a 23.03.2001.&lt;/strong&gt; &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Conheci Ushuaia e o Parque Nacional Tierra del Fuego. No Chile andei 164 Km em quatro dias no Parque Nacional Torres del Paine, visitei o Vulcão Osorno, Vulcão Villa Rica, Carretera Austral, Deserto de Atacama. Na Argentina vi o Monte Fritz Roy, Los Caracoles, Cerro Aconcágua. Na Bolívia conheci o Cerro Sajama e La Paz. No Peru o Lago Titicaca, as Linhas de Nazca, a cidade de Cuzco, Machu Pichu e Lima. Dormi na barraca e a maioria dos dias no carro em postos de combustíveis. &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Fotos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt; &lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Paisagem boliviana&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Acampamento em El Chaltén&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Mão no Deserto de Atacama&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;Patagônia Argentina&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voTF_pshI/AAAAAAAAADA/3Bm4-gJnV6k/s1600-h/BolÃ&amp;shy;via-17.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186994810571567634" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voTF_pshI/AAAAAAAAADA/3Bm4-gJnV6k/s200/Bol%C3%ADvia-17.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voTV_psiI/AAAAAAAAADI/JpqcFfDLHjQ/s1600-h/ElChaltÃ©n-15.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186994814866534946" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voTV_psiI/AAAAAAAAADI/JpqcFfDLHjQ/s200/ElChalt%C3%A9n-15.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voTl_psjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vppEubEmwps/s1600-h/MÃ£oDeserto-16.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186994819161502258" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voTl_psjI/AAAAAAAAADQ/vppEubEmwps/s200/M%C3%A3oDeserto-16.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voT1_pskI/AAAAAAAAADY/u4FBUifLsoM/s1600-h/PatagoniaAr-14.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5186994823456469570" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voT1_pskI/AAAAAAAAADY/u4FBUifLsoM/s200/PatagoniaAr-14.gif" border="0" /&gt;&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/3582395365522279183-8867568132848934718?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/8867568132848934718/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=8867568132848934718' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/8867568132848934718'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/8867568132848934718'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2008/04/ushuaia-lima.html' title='Ushuaia - Lima'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_voTF_pshI/AAAAAAAAADA/3Bm4-gJnV6k/s72-c/Bol%C3%ADvia-17.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-5969170837418262755</id><published>2008-04-07T10:24:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-04-07T11:36:07.356-07:00</updated><title type='text'>Vídeos da viagem</title><content type='html'>Assita vídeos da viagem no youtube clicando no link abaixo!&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.youtube.com/user/AlexandreSLins"&gt;http://br.youtube.com/user/AlexandreSLins&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=_52sQ0oJ4Pk"&gt;http://br.youtube.com/watch?v=_52sQ0oJ4Pk&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Trecho percorrido de carro na patagônia em estrada de ripio, contato com guanaco e travessia do Estreito de Magalhães.&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3582395365522279183-5969170837418262755?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5969170837418262755/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=5969170837418262755' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/5969170837418262755'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/5969170837418262755'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2008/04/httpbr.html' title='Vídeos da viagem'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-6581555108019649411</id><published>2008-03-31T17:40:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:25:17.683-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Chuí - Ushuaia</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;Chuí - Ushuaia. 13/12/2000 a 26/01/2001.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Vi o tango nas ruas de Buenos Aires, mergulhei só com máscara de mergulho, snorkel e sunga nas águas geladas do Golfo Nuevo na Península Valdés (passei uma hora tremendo depois que sai da água). Visitei o Bosque Petrificado José Ormachea, em Sarmiento e o Monumento Natural Bosques Petrificados. Atingi Ushuaia, onde vi gelo e neve pela primeira vez na vida, no dia 26/01/2001. A maior parte dos dias dormi no carro e o restante na barraca.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fotos:&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sentado na Ruta 3&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Leões Marinhos - Península Valdez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Pingüins - Península Valdez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Acampamento - Punta Pardelas - Península Valdez&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Punta Pardelas &lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQgV_pscI/AAAAAAAAACY/6l4FfHATjyw/s1600-h/Ruta3-5.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184083531414483394" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQgV_pscI/AAAAAAAAACY/6l4FfHATjyw/s200/Ruta3-5.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQgl_psdI/AAAAAAAAACg/c1LH-3xVb-c/s1600-h/LMarinho-24.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184083535709450706" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQgl_psdI/AAAAAAAAACg/c1LH-3xVb-c/s200/LMarinho-24.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQg1_pseI/AAAAAAAAACo/yR-vTQMZxho/s1600-h/PingÃ¼ins-25.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184083540004418018" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQg1_pseI/AAAAAAAAACo/yR-vTQMZxho/s200/Ping%C3%BCins-25.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQhF_psfI/AAAAAAAAACw/J44GecX1z_E/s1600-h/PValdesAc-19.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184083544299385330" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQhF_psfI/AAAAAAAAACw/J44GecX1z_E/s200/PValdesAc-19.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt; &lt;a href="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQhF_psgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Emj5j62cxis/s1600-h/PValdes-6.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184083544299385346" style="CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://1.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQhF_psgI/AAAAAAAAAC4/Emj5j62cxis/s200/PValdes-6.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3582395365522279183-6581555108019649411?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/6581555108019649411/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=6581555108019649411' title='1 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/6581555108019649411'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/6581555108019649411'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2008/03/chu-ushuaia.html' title='Chuí - Ushuaia'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GQgV_pscI/AAAAAAAAACY/6l4FfHATjyw/s72-c/Ruta3-5.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>1</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-5458717372149074762</id><published>2008-03-31T16:57:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:25:18.250-08:00</updated><title type='text'>Os lugares que conheci. Candeias - Chuí</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Candeias - Chuí. 13/10/2000 a 13/12/2000.&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Sai de Candeias, Jaboatão dos Guararapes, Pernambuco, Brasil, no dia 13.10.2000. Viajei em direção ao sul do Brasil até o Chuí. Neste trecho conheci praias espetaculares, cidades lindas e muitos museus. Nestes dois primeiros meses de viagem, dezessete dias dormi em casa de familiares na Bahia, Rio de Janeiro e São Paulo, seis dias em pousadas simples, nove dias no carro e o restante na minha barraca em campings.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Fotos: &lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Aqueduto sobre canavial pernambucano&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Geribá - Buzios-RJ&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Angra dos Reis&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GCuV_psVI/AAAAAAAAABg/kB0h0zlAFC8/s1600-h/Canavial-1.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184068378769862994" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GCuV_psVI/AAAAAAAAABg/kB0h0zlAFC8/s320/Canavial-1.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GCuV_psVI/AAAAAAAAABg/kB0h0zlAFC8/s1600-h/Canavial-1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GCuV_psVI/AAAAAAAAABg/kB0h0zlAFC8/s1600-h/Canavial-1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GCuV_psVI/AAAAAAAAABg/kB0h0zlAFC8/s1600-h/Canavial-1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;p&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_F9Fl_psPI/AAAAAAAAAAw/bzrK2H6t0X4/s1600-h/Canavial-1.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_F_QV_psTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jkKhYfWBO2s/s1600-h/GeribÃ¡-2.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184064564838904114" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_F_QV_psTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jkKhYfWBO2s/s320/Gerib%C3%A1-2.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="left"&gt;&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_F_QV_psTI/AAAAAAAAABQ/jkKhYfWBO2s/s1600-h/GeribÃ¡-2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_F9F1_psQI/AAAAAAAAAA4/rZaY16SK18w/s1600-h/GeribÃ¡-2.gif"&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;p align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;&lt;a href="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_F_Ql_psUI/AAAAAAAAABY/gP0_y6qhKP0/s1600-h/Angra-3.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184064569133871426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://3.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_F_Ql_psUI/AAAAAAAAABY/gP0_y6qhKP0/s320/Angra-3.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/p&gt;&lt;div class="blogger-post-footer"&gt;&lt;img width='1' height='1' src='https://blogger.googleusercontent.com/tracker/3582395365522279183-5458717372149074762?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5458717372149074762/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=5458717372149074762' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/5458717372149074762'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/5458717372149074762'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2008/03/os-lugares-que-conheci-candeias-chu.html' title='Os lugares que conheci. Candeias - Chuí'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_GCuV_psVI/AAAAAAAAABg/kB0h0zlAFC8/s72-c/Canavial-1.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>0</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-5926352962498581192</id><published>2008-03-31T16:00:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:25:18.451-08:00</updated><title type='text'>O roteiro</title><content type='html'>&lt;a href="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_Fu21_psOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s0CpuuKMW0A/s1600-h/mapa.gif"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184046534566195426" style="FLOAT: right; MARGIN: 0px 0px 10px 10px; CURSOR: hand" alt="" src="http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_Fu21_psOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s0CpuuKMW0A/s320/mapa.gif" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;A viagem teve seu início em Candeias, bairro localizado na cidade de Jaboatão dos Guararapes-PE (região metropolitana de Recife-PE). Me dirigi ao extremo sul da América do Sul atingindo o final da Ruta 3 na Terra do Fogo. Em seguida rumei para o norte chegando a Lima e Pucallpa no Peru. O retorno ao Brasil foi cruzando a Bolívia e Região Centro-Oeste do Brasil concluindo o percurso no ponto de partida.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Curiosidades: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Vias percorridas: &lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;/span&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Asfalto e concreto - ..28.200 Km&lt;br /&gt;Ripio - ..........................5.000 Km&lt;br /&gt;Terra - .............................600 Km&lt;br /&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Total -                        33.800 Km&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Travessias em balsa:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Rio São Francisco - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;Salvador/Itaparica - Brasil.&lt;br /&gt;Estreito de Magalhães/ Ida e volta - Chile.&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;em&gt;&lt;strong&gt;Caminhadas em trilhas e praias:&lt;/strong&gt;&lt;/em&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;br /&gt;Cerca de 400 Km. &lt;/span&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/3582395365522279183-5926352962498581192?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/5926352962498581192/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=5926352962498581192' title='4 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/5926352962498581192'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/5926352962498581192'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2008/03/o-roteiro.html' title='O roteiro'/><author><name>Alexandre S. Lins</name><uri>http://www.blogger.com/profile/02597945528079278074</uri><email>noreply@blogger.com</email><gd:image rel='http://schemas.google.com/g/2005#thumbnail' width='16' height='16' src='http://img2.blogblog.com/img/b16-rounded.gif'/></author><media:thumbnail xmlns:media='http://search.yahoo.com/mrss/' url='http://4.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_Fu21_psOI/AAAAAAAAAAo/s0CpuuKMW0A/s72-c/mapa.gif' height='72' width='72'/><thr:total>4</thr:total></entry><entry><id>tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3582395365522279183.post-823008898192428120</id><published>2008-03-31T15:16:00.000-07:00</published><updated>2008-12-09T19:25:18.909-08:00</updated><title type='text'>A Grande Viagem</title><content type='html'>&lt;div align="right"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:Arial;"&gt;&lt;/span&gt;Ruta 40&lt;a href="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_FlDV_psNI/AAAAAAAAAAg/B7MTm7rK9zU/s1600-h/Ruta+40.jpg"&gt;&lt;img id="BLOGGER_PHOTO_ID_5184035754198282450" style="DISPLAY: block; MARGIN: 0px auto 10px; CURSOR: hand; TEXT-ALIGN: center" alt="" src="http://2.bp.blogspot.com/_ND5vc7j2QG8/R_FlDV_psNI/AAAAAAAAAAg/B7MTm7rK9zU/s320/Ruta+40.jpg" border="0" /&gt;&lt;/a&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Seis meses de viagem e 33.800 Km rodados por seis países da América do Sul (Brasil, Uruguai, Argentina, Chile, Bolívia e Peru), tendo um pequeno carro e uma barraca de camping como casa. Enfrentando estradas e lugares perigosos e dias de frio, calor, cansaço e fome. Rodeado de belas paisagens fosse guiando o carro, caminhando em trilhas, mergulhando em águas cristalinas ou subindo montanhas e tendo verdadeiras experiências de solidariedade, companheirismo e amizade. Muitos lugares foram visitados, como Península Valdés, Ushuaia, Torres del Paine, Glaciar Perito Moreno, Monte Fitz Roy, Vulcão Osorno, Deserto de Atacama e outros.&lt;/span&gt;&lt;/div&gt;&lt;br /&gt;&lt;div align="justify"&gt;&lt;span style="font-family:arial;"&gt;Esta é a minha história, a história de um brasileiro que viveu um pedaço de sua vida vagando pela América do Sul.&lt;/span&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/3582395365522279183-823008898192428120?l=trilhandomundo.blogspot.com' alt='' /&gt;&lt;/div&gt;</content><link rel='replies' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/feeds/823008898192428120/comments/default' title='Postar comentários'/><link rel='replies' type='text/html' href='http://www.blogger.com/comment.g?blogID=3582395365522279183&amp;postID=823008898192428120' title='0 Comentários'/><link rel='edit' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/823008898192428120'/><link rel='self' type='application/atom+xml' href='http://www.blogger.com/feeds/3582395365522279183/posts/default/823008898192428120'/><link rel='alternate' type='text/html' href='http://trilhandomundo.blogspot.com/2008/03/grande-viagem.html' title='A Grande Viagem'/><author><name>Alexandre S. 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