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Unexplained Kumano Kodo faith

"Here faith is like a bamboo forest, It sways with the wind, change, it is flexible” The phrase was released casually in less Japanese than the Japanese in the Wakayama region. His name was Brad and he had grown up with the snows of Canada. But his soul was slanted-eyed and his heart entangled in the tangle of creeds we were about to discover..

Sulawesi: die in Tana Toraja

this community, full of ancestral beliefs and rites, lost in the time of the Dutch East Indies many of those rituals, but they were able to keep those related to funeral celebrations. We were lucky to be able to attend one of them..

A walk in the garden

I decided to do. I left the comfort of the comfort zone and decided to try. I made a list of what you left behind: a job, a house, a family and wonderful friends, a television that understood, a shadow and a pout. Then, When evening reviewing, I added a car, my comforter, thousand tavernas and a cd. What do you expect me? I made another list after long sleepless nights filled with a "do not know".

A special holiday in Mozambique

This special party could not be a more. The guests came from Bagdag, Bucharest and Cairo, Rome and Treviso, Azores, Kuala Lumpur and, also, from Madrid. In his shoes totaling more kilometers than the very Willy Fog. The place was magical. Everything was magical.

Ruta VAP (IV): the island desolate and quiet

Mass is an evangelist. Several groups have come from nearby places. They make presentations and each group sings a song. We also. The best thing is the group that has come from Nampula, They are many and sing several songs with choreography. It is a vision that we still lacked in Mozambique.

Any wagon of the Trans-Siberian

There is nothing more wonderful in train travel than that alternation between the chapter of a book, look at the landscape and observe life in the wagon. And start again...

Ruta VAP (III): meeting with edén

Fortunately the rain has stopped. The landscape is different from the other parks. But no savannah subtropical forest with dense vegetation. The predominant tree is the yellow acacia. The color of the bark of these trees, along with the moisture that has brought rain, the loneliness of the place, the silence and the morning light creates a mysterious atmosphere.

Tokyo, anthill

You might think that in a city where reigns the order and reverence as a greeting, discretion is the usual pattern of its inhabitants, but there, just there, the most disconcerting part of the city begins.

Penalba de Santiago: the silence of the stone

When I enter the villa I attest to its intoxicating atmosphere. The first thing that comes into view is his past. Peñalba is an ancient town where the church of Santiago de Peñalba is located, a jewel of Mozarabic architecture from the 10th century.

A house in La Paz

Panties and bras lamps bloomed like mushrooms, while the plants took possession of the upstairs, They climbed the walls and spilled down the stairs in a dull noise like Amazon symphony. startled, He charged and shot out, before a jaguar come out from under the couch.

Ruta VAP (II): Things waters of the Indian

Until recently Mozambique was one of the poorest countries in the world. No wonder. What I have seen so far and what I have been told shows me a face of Africa a little different from the one I knew. The Portuguese had to leave in 24 hours, which did not allow a minimally planned decolonization, shortly after there was a fifteen year civil war. The result is that the few Portuguese infrastructures have been lost.

Kangaroo island: Australia caravan

As when one remembers the woman who always love, I still feel a knot in my stomach when I deploy my map of Kangaroo Island and remember kilometers traveled in that remote island just a few miles apart on the south coast of Australia.

Slowly

And in between everything and step, never on that route is the third time that had passed so many things in my environment. It was as if everything had answer because nothing was asked. And the sun stood with us and, thing to do everything so slow, we was always waiting.

Ruta VAP (1): I believe in Africa

This makes me doubt the desirability of international cooperation and the future of this continent. Few meters separate a glimpse of another Africa. Is South Africa the model to follow? It is the European colonization responsible for African problems?

Learning to die in Malawi

South Africa had to resuscitate, they did it, I'm alive. But I have never forgotten the people who were with me that day, I could have lived, perhaps, if I had health insurance that I had.

In Sweden there is a soap bubble, Herrang Dance Camp

I understood, in a great epiphanic swerve, that life is about that, to be alive at every moment, the, like children and snails, go slowly without running anywhere following the tempo set by the music, without anticipating or waiting, without being unmarked or highlighted, get into the flow, simply, and then fly away.

Siwa: Alexander's loneliness

The Oracle room is just a small room with no ceiling no more than 40 square meters. Thinking it's more than possible that this small room became pharaohs, Roman emperors, some of the greatest generals of history and the very Alejandro is, simply, incredible, and the feeling of living in your skin the weight of all those people over the centuries can almost feel.
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