Africa

Live the adventure of Africa. Javier Reverte and Javier Brandoli among others take you to the black continent, from deserts to jungles. We have distilled for you the spell of Africa.

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Un malquerer en Kikuyu

He lived in haste and with open eyes, traveled the roads without fear; the red dust stained my clothes and I adorned lashes. Gobbled new words, engulfing the pain of others, gobbled gobbled injustice and hunger. View spectacular sunrises and sunsets disappointing it became routine, I learned a lot about illegal drugs, prostitution and murder. I thought that life was. I thought that was enough.

Tierra de Brujas, Mary Ferreira

There are times Earth Bruges in reaching smell everything and you have to separate some pages, breathe and do an exercise of memory is to remind humans. I read a few books on Africa and, course, I have never faced such a work. Perhaps because none of the authors I have read I could tell in the first person what tells Maria. She did not run away from Makuyu, as we would almost all, She stood there hating and loving the land

Voces de Somalia: ablation

At 14 years they married and had to stop studying. At 16, She gave birth to a girl in a hospital in Nairobi. She wept inconsolably for days. 'I wanted to have a child- repeated tearfully. "My daughter will suffer so much! Sorry, sorry, sorry…", she told her baby.

Liquid water on Mars. Now

There is liquid water on Mars. Now. Flowing, as flowing streams in the Sierra de Guadarrama or streams in the Pyrenees, or at least that it flows in our imaginary, the same in which the Martians are green, They have antennas and hands with three fingers and suction cups to the end.

Kruger: shattered the night sky

Suddenly, I felt the wind on his face shaking. He got a smell of wet earth, calving ground for, a night sky torn. I noticed in the distance were some rays. They seemed lost, distant, unattainable. Soon it was also the sound. You could hear the thunder from the horizon. He quickly became far closer. The rain began to unload with force. The air was heavy with the smell of entrails. And suddenly, in the midst of those hard days, difficult, occurred sublime, magic.

Chronicle from Garissa, the terrrorista bombing which no one speaks

I'm in a hotel in Garissa and I am one of the few foreign field. 147 dead in Kenya and what. 147 dead in Kenya and our dignity in tatters, friends. 147 dead and fear remains. And the inhabitants of Garissa running down the road to get home before curfew. And terror. And the constant threat. And we sleep quiet today because today, this time, us we have not done pupa

Charlie Hebdo and bougainvillea

Internet said they were well and safe, Some residents of the city were able to alert them, in time to take refuge with other Christians in the military barracks in the city, that the worst was over in a few days and could take a plane bound for Togo, A Burkina that a Benin. During the following days the people of the city was dedicated to bring food and save some belongings of the Mission.
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