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Sete Lagoas, MG, Brasil
Igreja Matriz de Santo Antônio - Sete Lagoas - Minas Gerais
O início da construção da Matriz de Santo Antônio se deu, após a chegada do vigário José Vicente de Paula Elisiário que assumiu a paróquia em novembro de 1843. A obra, entretanto, apenas foi concluída em 1886, quando era vigário o cônego Raimundo Nonato Vaz de Mello. Sua localização é privilegiada, próximo ao centro comercial, apresentando uma bela vista do bairro da Várzea. Possui um grande adro aberto e tem calçamento de pedra.
Tanto a sua arquitetura do século 19 quanto os trabalhos artesanais presentes em seu interior são de absoluto destaque.
Todos os acessos ao parque foram fechados, lentamente as águas foram subindo e sufocando, as cachoeiras, os animais, as árvores e a população de Guaíra.
Sète est une importante ville portuaire du sud-est de la France, située en Occitanie. Elle est bordée par l'étang de Thau, un lagon d'eau salée qui abrite diverses espèces animales. Longeant un isthme étroit, la côte méditerranéenne de Sète est constituée de plages de sable. Le sommet du mont Saint-Clair offre une vue sur la ville, aussi appelée la "Venise du Languedoc" en raison de son réseau de canaux.
From the viewing platform of the old lighthouse, overlooking the famous Madonna of the Sailors church, Mont St-Clair.
Bouzigues and Mèze étang with their famous Oyster beds.
A rare shot as the Lighthouse is sadly now closed to the public.
prof: allora galasso, finito il compito?
io: prof... ci ha dato poco tempo...
prof: che stai dicendo galasso? abbiamo parlato della sete di sapere la settimana scorsa!!! organizzati no?? te lo dico sempre!! ma con te è tempo perso!
io: (se'.... figurati con te!!!)
prof: cos'hai detto galasso???
io: nulla nulla prof...
The Canal Royale taken from a pleasure boat on the 24th September 2019. Sète is the biggest fishing port on the French Mediterranean and the blue boat is one of the tuna fishing boats, though not one of the boats that catch bluefin tuna in the short season earlier in the summer. Those are much larger and faster.
Thursday 27 October 2011 - Day 06 - Trek Sete (2,575m / 8,448ft) to Junbesi (2,700m / 8,858ft) via the Lamjura La (3,530m / 11,581ft)
The day dawned clear and bright, which made for a lovely ongoing ascent. Not long after leaving Sete we passed yesterday's donkey train, loading up with gaz bottles at the farm where they'd spent the night. As we climbed the fields gave way to alpine forest - rhododendrons and pines, mani walls and moss.
Every now and then the path broadened out into a collection of houses and simple lodges-cum-teahouses, set around a paved courtyard. From the lodge at Dagchu (where there was a thick frost on the tables) we got good views of Numbur to the north and as we climbed towards Goyom it felt like we were levelling up with the twin peaks of Pike peak. Looking back we had fine views of Deurali with the route down to Bhandar and onwards through the string of farmhouses clear to see. Every now and then we'd be overtaken by speedier uphill trekkers, including the English chaps from yesterday, and a dreadlocked pair of Kiwis. But we'd find ourselves passing them at rest stops and viewpoints.
At Goyom we stopped in a teahouse to try butter tea, as mum and daughters kneaded, rolled out and cooked the day's chapattis. Climbing onwards we met our first yak (or more likely a Dzo at this low-for-yaks altitude), duly adorned with a Tihar marigold, and our first patches of snow. Contouring along the rhododendron-shaded north side of the ridge towards the lodges at Lamjura, the snow had compacted to ice, which made for slow going to avoid slipping over, and we fell into step with the English gents.
Refreshed by al fresco elevenses (tea and Mars bars) at Lamjura (3,330m / 10,925ft) we all continued onwards along the ridge, past the circular and square mani walls and the Namgyal stupa built by Mr Tsering Sherpa of the Lamjura Sherpa Guest House and then up to the pass itself.
Plenty of time for photos to mark the crossing of the Lamjura La (3,530m / 11,581ft), with the small twin prop planes that shuttle between Kathmandu and Lukla skimming the pass - not quite low enough for us to see the passengers but the Agni Air, Yeti Air, Tara Air etc livery was crystal clear. At foot level, beautiful blue alpine Gentians.
And then downhill... lots of it... through forest and then out into farmland ... and a long wait for lunch as the family running the teahouse where Daa Waa had planned to stop had shut up shop for festival time. Instead, in the village of Taktok (2,680m / 9,383ft), he found a local teahouse where we were cooked tasty Dal Bhat, from scratch, which allowed plenty of time to stroll back along the path to take another look at the inscribed boulder and new (closed) gompa.
It took us another hour or so to reach Junbesi, mostly on the flat as the river continued to drop below us. We passed beneath a large rocky outcrop, decorated with giant Om Mani Padme Hum, and shortly afterwards turned north and got our first sight of the day's destination, Junbesi (2,700m / 8,858ft), nestled on the banks of the Junbesi Khola in the valley below. Above us, the monastery at Serlo loomed large.
Junbesi was the largest place we'd seen since Shivalaya, and there were plenty of lodges. Daa Waa settled on the Apple Garden Guest House, which provided a lovely large bedroom, and free electricity. Perfect for recharging batteries human and camera.
After tea and biscuits in the dining room, and a photo shoot for Daa Waa featuring him and a strangely stuffed Red Panda, before Daa Waa asked us to accompany him on his quest to find the headmaster of the village school in order to hand over accumulated donations from Mountain Legends - a substantial wodge of notes.
We returned to the lodge as night fell, and were greeted by the lovely sight of candles set out on each of the steps of the stairs up to the bedrooms. In the time between dusk and dinner we indulged in a hot shower - this time with plenty of water. Bliss.
After dinner in the stove warmed dining room the TV was turned on and we watched BBC World coverage of the floods in Bangkok, an earthquake in Turkey and another deal in the Euro financial crisis (to bail out Greece). It always feels odd to have these occasional dollops of big news when I'm away from it all.
It would have been nice to have had longer in Junbesi, and a few of the independent trekkers we met did spend a rest day there, exploring the local attractions and doing washing. I'd certainly plan to do that if I ever return to this lovely part of the world.
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