No mistake allowed - Free Solo

Alex Honnold climbed El Capitan, in Yosemite National Park, in 2017. Three years ago one of the most stunning athletic feats of the sporting world was made. Why was it so stunning? Because he climbed this rock, a 2900 feet wall (that is almost 1000 meters), in the free solo style. It means no ropes, no gear, no nets or rockets (I'm looking at you, Stanislaw Lem). This means one mistake that led to you losing any of your grips, and you fall. And falling means death, with no exception. Even when you are at the beginning of the climb.
Did he do this because he is a daredevil, tired of life? No, hearing him talk, watching him interact with humanity, it doesn't seem the case. He did it because the wall was there, and it was calling him. It was a cool thing to try, it was an incredible challenge to his mind. And he prepared for this for as much as he could. It was his 8 years project. From the early days, in which he was just thinking: "Wouldn't it be cool to free solo El C…

The government fallacy - or how I learned to... no, not true, I already knew it-

I have been thinking of writing this for a long time. Since I wrote this 2 weeks ago. I wrote that, partially, in response to an article (you can find it in the post) in which an "expert" from the Dutch Intelligentsia declared that the Italian response to the Covid-19 outbreak was "stupid". I also wrote that as a partial response to how our governments (plural, meaning all over the world), had been facing the outbreak. LinkedIn allowed me few lines... it's time to correct that.
When the first news of this outbreak arrived in the "west" I remember I was chatting with some friends. My reaction was: yeah, it's bad, but most probably is affecting mainly old and weak people. I was not completely wrong. But I was still wrong. It actually can affect anyone, and only because young and strong are... well, young and strong, they have an higher probability of surviving. But only if they are treated in an ICU, so even young and strong can die.
Then, when th…

A love letter

Hey baby, how are you?
I hope you are good (actually, you are just in front of me... well... when they say that technology blocks human interaction, eh!!).
I just want to say that this last year has been a rollercoaster of emotions, and that I love it. You are a definitely difficult person, and I am too. And look, we managed a fantastic year, full of voyages, angry moments and love.
And it's going on and on... who would have thought? We keep on travelling, we keep on getting angry and we keep on... love! Hehehehe... yeah... I am never completely serious if I can.
I want simply to say "thank you". My life has improved a lot, and became more difficult too. Both things are because of you. It's going good, I feel it... so: kiss, I love you.

Losing hope is easy...

We have lost. Humanity is going down a spiral that... well... is shitty. Wow... strong words, I know.
Truth is that I'm in Krakow, Poland. It's Sunday evening and I've done nothing the whole day. My love is far away, at home, and I've been here for too long. Nick Offerman (Ron Swanson in Park and Recs, for you series fans out there) said that he and his wife (Megan Mulally... another precious actress) decided early in their marriage that they would not accept jobs if it would have kept them apart more than 2 weeks. I agree with them, 1 week is ok, 2 weeks is bearable, but 3 weeks it's already too much being apart from your loved ones. And this month has been, hopefully, the last one. We'll see.
But... "we've lost", I was saying. G20 meeting was down there in Argentina and humanity lost. That was plainly clear since Trump was elected, since I never doubted that any kind of policy he would be approve would have been absolutely against any ecologica…

Starting over... again???

On a regular basis I think that I'm wasting my time... not in drugs, not in women, not in alcohol (well... ehm... on this late point, maybe sometimes yes... but just borderline... like 2 beers in an evening at home!)... but just wasting it not doing anything... sensible? Apart, maybe, in playing Sensible Soccer in it's days, I mean.
Blogging has been for some time one of the sensible things I was doing that kept my spirits high, and on a regular basis I tried to restart it... but it's difficult... writing on a mobile is not practical, and writing on my laptops was a secondary thoughts (the first being playing any kind of game... damn STEAM!!!)... and writing at work, like I had been doing a lot at the beginning (like, in 2005???) is not a thing I would like to do. Also and possibly because I kind of like my job now, that I didn't back then) and because the job is taking up almost all of my... job time (imagine that!!).
But recently, having to update my laptop, for a c…

Piking at 43? ... naaaahh...

So much time as passed, and again I come back to this pages trying, again, to relate my thoughts, experiences and whatnot. Life has evolved since... April 2017. More than a year has passed, lots of water under the bridge. And I find myself in a sweet spot, good as could be, after few years of struggling...
Since I arrived in the Netherlands I started again playing football... 7 a side, 6 a side... lately I started 11 a side again, after almost 10 years since my last match. It's a lower league, in the Netherlands people are crazy for sports so that every level of football, hockey, darts competitions can be found. But it's still on a full pitch and 90 minutes... and even if the team in which I started to be invited (some matches here and there) is not the best... better... normal... worst... ehm... well, other teams are not that bad. And I found out that being put in my old position in the middle of the midfield, I can still enjoy a full match. My fitness is low, my speed is ev…

Night Shift - J.P.F.

me voy a argentina en abril...que, te vienes o no?

I don't remember the first time I talk with you, but I don't care that much. We became friends while you thought me how to work the night shift. The age difference could have been the one between father and son, but you already had a son and a daughter, and I already had a father... and anyway the relationship was directly of two equals... and I don't even know how it was possible, because I was a young little piece of an intricate confused human being, while I always sensed that you knew what was going around and why.
I've been around the isle confused and amazed by a life I never dreamed and imaged of, while you probably looked at me as a young and enthusiastic fella who still have future in front of him to make mistake after mistake. I did, by the way. You gave me a friendship that helped me find a place to call home, even when I was alone, even when I was lost, even when I lost everything. You were there, desperat…