Sydney: The Phantom of the Opera
When I was seven I listed what I wanted in life. I can still see written in a fat and twisted: "Having a house and garden, helicopter ride, ir in Australia ... ".
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Nyeri: el árbol de Wangari Maatahi
No champagne bottles uncorked not make any hasty call. Simply, planted a tree. He had just announced that he had been awarded the Nobel Peace Prize, the first African woman to get.
Century of Mountaineering (IX): Bonatti, the mountains Achilles
His attitude to life, his honesty and uprightness before infamy and persecution they underwent Italian mountaineer have made one of the essential ethical mountaineering references of all time.
Philippines: story without a moral
I would like to thank the weirdo guy not named Nilson. And it often, a setback leads to an infinitely better than what we had planned. And lying on a beach tan paradise was a good plan, but being adopted by a Filipino family was infinitely better. Thanks how is your name.
Dialogues with Maputo
The early morning assault on the imagination Maputo. The wind stands still at the gates of his gray ash beach while lonely dogs prepare to go to sleep unmanned what they come over. Then the city, during the few minutes that the light is denouncing everything for the first time, boiling between the roar of thousands of people who do not know where to go.
Canal Roya: rackets, avalanches and a leak
We want to reach, this morning disconcerting late March, a shepherd's hut by the river, where many years turned (so many that I perish contarlos) share with the inevitable rebellion that it presupposes a teenager.
Two months in Havana: respect to different
The alien is still the focus of attention; a claim, in the end, money to be able to get something. To which I refer is the way we act and integrate without passing the line of respect for the different.
Girls soldier: his tale of horror
[st] They had 11, 14 and 15 years. Three girls, three soldiers. Three stories silent, buried for 20 years…
Jodhpur, India: the land of death
Then, come to my ears musical notes and a voice begins to sing. A few feet away from me a young, only child, wearing a traditional costume plays dirulba, a stringed instrument. He is accompanied by a letter that looks like a lament or, at least, gave me melancholy.
Baltoro: Journey to the Center of the Earth
If I enter a deep crack in the earth, planet in between masses of rock that I nearly enclose thousands of feet above me what is the object of my visit?
Century of Mountaineering (VIII): the conquest of the giants
The history of the conquest of the great mountains of the world would suffer a dramatic turnaround. Today we are able to say that those years involved a golden age in the conquest of the highest mountains on Earth.
Mae Ra Moe, prison without bars
They had sad stories, many-separated families, parents dead, villages burned, years living in hiding in the forest-, but with the ease of explaining who is speaking from his own life and. They were used to it at all but resigned. Conversely: this is a place where, above all, hope endures. It is a sad and defeated.
The story of the soldier raped the girls was missing a photo
I had nothing interesting story of how they were abducted, raped and turned into soldiers with only 11 years. Their lives make you blanch. As we have, what have ... But people do not read and this is a story of words, theirs, which still lacks a striking photo.
Stockholm walk: top ten rides
At the top of the hill of Södermalm is my favorite place in Stockholm: the winding walk Monteliusvägen, who gives a great view of the city, and place conducive to hear promises of eternal love.
Tazara: on-board copper
The convoy stops are eternal and give us time to tour wagons. The next to ours is like a refugee camp, people cooking in the ground, a pair of canvas stretched under which a child a few months slumbers between the tremendous din of his mother talking loudly and radios with music blaring.
In the tomb of Mido Macia
Gone are those two older women, dressed in tight black and piercing eyes that now with the sun's reflection seem deeply moist. Their eyes are deep, strange. Nothing, no people, no forgetting and silence. Mido's death is because only that, oblivion. No more time for him in life.
Here was born the discoverer of the sources of the Blue Nile
Olmeda's village of artists (Many painters have set up residence here fleeing from the bustle of London and seeking the serenity that fuels the talents), of steep slopes and scenic serenity that invite. But for the traveler is, especially, the town of Pedro Páez, the discoverer of the Blue Nile Sources forgotten by all.
Century of Mountaineering (VII): Shipton, the iconoclast who stole the glory
It is one of the times that prelude, sin only porteadores, very light material and greenfield. Perhaps because of this, or also for being an iconoclast with a fine sense of humor and hurtful- is so late would be replaced by Colonel John Hunt as head of the British expedition in 1953 achieved up to Everest.
May Silver: market where they eat dogs and horses
And the feast continues; braised, fried or grilled, dog meat and horse listed as delicatessens. Issoufou forgeron an elder tells me that if you are lucky enough to eat the leg of a black dog, acquire the power to be invisible to your enemies at night. Gives me an amulet to continue their journey safely.
The delirious history of Italian tenor and opera in Africa
Le flanking three types, three suazilandeses, three major opera promoters had no room to sleep, had no major concert program, pianist had not, and musicians, or at least 24 appointment times had sold a single entry. They looked at him and he them as if all this were to fall from the sky in this luxurious hotel hall.
Things to do in Las Vegas before running
Las Vegas is superlative, extravagant, ostentatious, sublimely tacky at times, extroverted, worldly, uninhibited, noctívaga and provocative. Who would ever get up in the desert of Nevada a city conceived by and for the game?
Chapel Narbonne: the oldest house in Uruguay
One thing caught my attention: English naturalist claimed to have slept in a large house that was about a hundred years old when he passed by the place. Rare, because for the early eighteenth century had hardly Uruguay population and ranches of the time were of adobe.
Century of Mountaineering (WE): "Get up or die"
"Por aquel entonces era casi normal que los domingos alguien se cayera. Monday was the rescue and Thursday, burial. Y después solíamos quedar para el fin de semana siguiente para hacer alguna ruta", recordaba Anderl Heckmair, the winner of the Eiger North.
Midnight in the Western Wall
Few places in the world weighs as much as the story here. I am an outsider peering into an old engraving Bible. And that the restored walls have a certain air museum, a thousand times restored citadel, a stone washed carefully.
