Diego and What He Thinks

 " Music that moves the soul" Lately, and especially in this year of quarantine and world pandemic, I have experienced a lot of the enjoyment of music in solitude, outside of concerts, discos and bars, to which one could say that before I went often, now drastically every change. And as loneliness also came and I needed to express myself or feel more and to be with myself I discovered and called this way to the music that moves my soul, which has no intention or anything but only dance is enjoyed is sung is expressed ... in short is heard. Out of the ordinary and as always going into the unknown I began to leave my musical comfort zone, out of this music that everyone knows, or mostly are popular, I went to the cosmic, more mystical and clear why not the essence. I have always liked the Afro rhythm, the sound of the drums, assimilated to the rhythm of the heart, that one that makes you move your neck and hip, but I wanted to go further and investigate what I liked about this

 " My favorite food" When I am asked what I love most about eating, I realize that I almost never eat this particular food, instead of eating it more often. Something paradoxical, isn't it? But the truth is that I love legumes and more when I became a vegetarian since they are my source of protein in their position of meat and well other things more. Everything started when my grandfather told me: beans eat the "rotos"(broken) ones and lentils eat the old ones... and I did not understand the truth hahaha but when my grandmother put me in front of a plate of beans with "rein" uff she would leave it empty and I was already asking for the second one in advance. I have always liked them even on those hot days when nobody in the world likes to eat a pot or a plate of beans, it would be the great exception. I see them and at the same time I say thank you life for giving me and presenting me with a nice plate of food when there are others who are struggling t

“Full of energy day”  As if it was my first time I went to vote this October 25th. Without an alarm clock I got up, excited, in fact I didn't take a bath hehe, but certainly with my clean thoughts, I grabbed my trusty bike and left with only one goal, to get to vote. It was about 15 minutes walking and I arrived at the Enrique Maldonado Higher Institute of Commerce, where I had to vote. I locked my bike and waited in line, about 7 minutes passed and I was already inside, anxious, excited to go to the polls, with my unforgettable blue pencil. I only made 2 stripes, that was all I did, but it felt so good, at last after so much struggle, so much street, so much shouting, at last the dream of a new constitution could come true.When I came out I felt so good and at the same time it was paradoxical, I had only done 2 lines on 2 papers, but at the same time I had done a lot, for our  people and for  our  territory. On the way back I had never seen the center of Talca, a Sunday morning so

“Plan Oaxaca” When I was asked which would be one of my next destinations, perhaps to travel or visit, my next adventure in this life, I thought without hesitation of Oaxaca. Maybe by intuition or simply a game of friends, the so called "Plan Oaxaca" , but I will tell you about this beautiful and unexplored city for me.    Oaxaca is one of the most beautiful cities in Mexico, full of adventures, dishes, mysteries and cultures to experience. Get up very early to go to the temple of Santo Domingo , it is the best time to enjoy its facade and to tour its interior, so you have everything for yourself. Then venture into the city, get lost in the streets of downtown Oaxaca. Remembering my university life, there is a methodology that I love to do when you know a different city and it is called "A la Deriva" and it is to let yourself go in the same city, by the smells, sounds, hidden passages, etc, where you will always follow your heart and also you will discover many thin