Javier Brandoli. Ciudad del Cabo Los que siguen mi blog de un Viaje por África leyeron un post que se titulaba «El Circo de los Niños con Sida». The story about kids born with HIV who come twice a week at a gym in the poor suburb of Khayelitsha to […]

«Todo resultó una patraña. The land was barren, hunting and fishing scarce, there was no housing and the government agreed to return to their places of origin within two years. To leave them in their new territories, authorities did not allow them sufficient supplies and tools, or caribou skins, or tents […]

Libya is and will be more than a crazed dictator who believes that deserves to be King of Kings from all over Africa (I tried just before the riots began inviting kings and tribal leaders from the continent to its lavish palaces and its sprawling grounds, as large as the borders of their state, where […]

«La patria de todo escritor viajero no puede ser otra que Ítaca, where the best sea captains was king, the great Ulysses frivolous soul, fine intelligence, calling a liar, irrepressible womanizer and brave heart. (…) Imagine a place where there is only sun, blue sea, song of cicadas in summer, some […]