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There were people live in Wadi Halfa

There was a smell of sewage and drainage of misery. He had rotted remains of animals and huge crows flying over our heads with their throats screaming arid clouds. There was again a slow night and the air so thick that you used to block their ears.

byJavier Brandoli

15 April, 2014

To the disappointing and beautiful Egypt

We went with the feeling of seeing a beautiful earth to be pieces that deserves a fresh start, today he does not deserve his inheritance (...) That morning on the pier of the boat that would take us to Sudan were thinking about all this while watching fights and beats by carts loaded, to earn money, more life to lose.

byJavier Brandoli

8 April, 2014

Villuercas: the Appalachian Trail

This region keeps a memory of what the Earth was like 300 million years, when before the continents were formed a mountain range ran through it from present-day Canada to the Atlas. Now, This mountain range is divided among eleven countries that dream of signaling the Appalachian International Trail (BE).

byRicardo Coarasa

4 April, 2014

Machu Picchu: Empire Stone

The view of the city surrounded by impressive and covered by dense jungle hills slopes can not be described with simple words. Before trying to do it, I prefer to incite the reader to visit this magical place.

byGerardo Bartolomé

3 April, 2014

The man who invented women

And Abdul wrapped canvas, He delivered him and asked to change a single thing: "I give you this canvas with a unique condition, if you see somewhere you tell this woman that I'm looking for. You have to promise me you'll do "

byJavier Brandoli

1 April, 2014

In lands gumuz

For centuries, the rases (old Ethiopian war lords) They stocked up on these lands slave, paying the eternal distrust of gumuz against their compatriots in the altiplano, led by amara (the dominant ethnic group in the country), a los que se refieren como "rojos" (for your skin clearer).

byRicardo Coarasa

28 March, 2014

The condemnation of the Cairo

We won with the tomb of Tutankhamen in the Egyptian Museum and we lost the military machine guns cleaned their tanks at the entrance. Always on alert, always ready to go. We won a regular meal in a nice part of the mighty Nile and we lost an unpleasant secret police control where we smelled up our wallets in search of drugs.

byJavier Brandoli

25 March, 2014

Diary of a war on the Turkish-Syrian border

Upon arrival we see again those three Syrian families who have been there for two days. They sit around a table with their children playing between the tables. They, All the men, They limit themselves to watching the news at all hours of a channel that does not stop talking about Syria and showing images of the war. They do it in silence, circling the screen, with due attention to listen to how others narrate their lives.

byJavier Brandoli

19 March, 2014

Cargo from Turkey trip to Egypt

We could not communicate with them almost, none spoke a word of English. Something that stretched around the boat and what we were accustomed. When we asked was for us Haifa and answered five, eight or one hundred, which it depended on believing that we questioned fingers in my hand or trucks that fit on the boat.

byJavier Brandoli

18 March, 2014

In a strange land

Praise borders

I like borders. They are the confirmation that the world is not ending, more paths are left to go. Whenever I get to one, I want to cross the other side. It is a matter, truth, Although administratives have taken over them and determine to turn them into simple customs.

byRicardo Coarasa

14 March, 2014

Turkey: no way to africa

But you try to believe when you have nothing better to hold on to, so on Sunday we returned from Mersin town to Tasucu, We arrived at the port and found the deputy director who spoke perfect English and who confirmed that in Cyprus nothing expected us, that there is no ship for Egypt

byJavier Brandoli

11 March, 2014

Intruder in Sausalito

Right off the ferry, after a journey of 35 minutes from San Francisco, you feel like part of the service of a mansion that the lords of the house exceptionally allow to snoop around the rooms.

byRicardo Coarasa

7 March, 2014

The story of the Black Ester

It, a Chilean woman living in San Antonio, prostitute, beautiful day is long, stylish and fun, It is the envy of local women, whether the "good life" or bad. A man, Roberto, I was in love to the bars of her unrequited.

byAlicia Sornosa

5 March, 2014

Meteora: the monks who were pigeons

One look from there the emotional abyss and remembers legends tell that in the nearby river that everything was chiseled god Apollo to abduct his beloved and even questioned whether those religious will not be actually bearded pigeons learned to pray.

byJavier Brandoli

4 March, 2014

Laila Peak (IV): the icing on a special love

We came being better than before leaving. Enriched, with the head aerated by the Karakorum wind and the soul full of emotions and feelings that we will hardly forget. I no longer aspire to more. But not unless.

bySebastián Álvaro

27 February, 2014

Chiquitanía, the case of the toad woman

What I saw scared me, I saw a giant toad that jumped out. I also, in shorts I got on the horse and got out of there, I didn't stop spurring until I got home. My wife was horrified, I didn't recognize how old I was.

byAlicia Sornosa

26 February, 2014

In Mostar Bridge

On the Mostar Bridge the shadows walk so fast at dawn that no one sees them. At the Mostar Bridge the maps are glass and the towers are centipedes. On the Mostar Bridge prayers and bells are heard and when the sun goes down the drunken dance the wind without knowing where to lose. On the Mostar Bridge it smells of generous food, to clay pot, to fish meat ...

byJavier Brandoli

25 February, 2014

In a strange land

The sedentary traveler

The sedentary traveler does not remember when or how he stopped traveling. A bad day, it happened. Maps fell from the calendar, planes and routes with the same ease with which, suddenly, winter is coming.

byRicardo Coarasa

21 February, 2014

Laila Peak (III): the happiness of impossible goals

We probably don't have a 10% possibilities of reaching that tiny summit that rises above six thousand meters in the middle of winter, lashed by winds that shake you and with temperatures incompatible with life. But we want to try.

bySebastián Álvaro

20 February, 2014

The road to another Europe

After the previous regional and exaltation chants of friendship night, We left for Trieste and stopped earlier in Brescia. Brescia is one of those wonders that Italy has scattered his map. As beautiful as real with its Saturday market where one watched with a smile that the disorder is not just a thing Iberian, It is a Mediterranean thing.

byJavier Brandoli

18 February, 2014

Numantia: pedagogy facing the crisis

The successive goring of the economy should have long ago turned Numancia into a theme park with a non-negotiable slogan: "Lecciones frente a la crisis". No more.

byRicardo Coarasa

14 February, 2014

Eastbound, rumba to about

One November afternoon my friend Victor Hugo showed up at my house and told me about Maputo map. I said exactly: "In my house Azores years I have hung a map in which I pointed out some routes I wanted to do for the world. It is time to make the first.

byJavier Brandoli

11 February, 2014

Murchison Falls: the blessing of the Nile

Time passed as quickly as current. The minutes were not seconds, but liters of water, the same water rushing to the vacuum sandwiched between the rock walls, to get lost in the clutter steam.

byRicardo Coarasa

7 February, 2014

Laila Peak (In): Man's Search for Meaning

You fall in love with mountains like this the same way you fall in love with a woman, for its beauty, for its powerful attraction that only causes mystery, for its apparent inaccessibility, because you close your eyes and you only think about them ...

bySebastián Álvaro

6 February, 2014

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