If tomorrow the world ends
The apocalypse predicted by the Maya is a chore. There are many trips that still to do and too many places you would like to return. You really do not have time to bring a smile to our shoes?
Chronicles
Texts on travel and international politics around the globe
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Travel by dhow to Zanzibar: the full moon…
I give up my life for a vague dream awakened in pages read in volumes of youthful adventures, travel books, Navigation trials. And now just wait for the moon and tides make it possible to lift the hulls of 10 meters of Jahazi, beached on the sand of Africa, without rigging or covered, as abandoned tortoise shells.
The greed and dreams
This conversation, cases literal, I had it yesterday with Acasio, a co-worker who was taking some pictures for the new hotel website. Married, has two daughters. Not enough money. Walk three hours every day to come to work. The whole conversation started because we talked about dreams.
Sierra Tarahumara: fleet-footed men
You have to go into the canyons, climbing walls, put on hiking boots, walking many hours, many days, to glimpse the reality of these communities presented with sandals and silences, because people just talk rarámuri, If anything has to say.
Delhi: sailing into chaos
Delhi is the city that never stops working. You can find types carrying bags to get them on a scaffold above a house. The usual cows. A vecino insomne ??Subido placed in a, trying to cut through the tangle of wires that surround. Think: Today everything is burned!
Canal Imperial de Aragón: the locura de Pignatelli
I do not know what led me to that Sunday morning stroll along the banks of the Canal Imperial de Aragón. Despite having lived in Zaragoza and visit the city frequently, I had never done before. Perhaps it was the memory of my father ...
Grytviken: a toast on the grave of Shackleton (In)
We start from Ushuaia, Argentina's southernmost city, bound for the icy lands of South Georgia, to meet Shackleton's grave in Grytviken, a whaling station where the Norwegians tore these cetaceans to extract the coveted oil.
40 years: water in the sink
The distance is in my mind time and time has taught me that I'm confused with my own distances. Now that today I am 40 years, that figure terrifying pushing some to bungee jumping in the sink, I am more than ever strokes on the map. More vitally ordered and disordered than ever, that in all my virtues hide my main defects.
Salar de Uyuni: a world of salt
The Salar de Uyuni is white like a painting without starting, like a giant wedding veil, as the imagination of a blind. Horizon is infinite as, free as the dream of a convicted, plane as the conscience of a child.
A forest of blood in Madagascar
The garden was full of ghosts and shadows. There was something eclectic in space. Heat, water, Wind whispers, it was as if everything had conspired to create a bewitching night and fairies, witches and goblins in my garden were dancing around me. I tried to listen to the silence.
Uribelarrea: Anatomy of the pampas
It is close to Buenos Aires, has nice restaurants and lots of history to see and feel, ideal for a getaway. It is a place that reflects very well what happened in the pampas of Argentina.
Cairns: Australian diving Nirvana
Diving is flying below ground. Move effortlessly and in slow motion in a world completely unknown, where you are a guest in a world of goldfish, sand walls, water winds.
The landscapes of the Generation of 98
The rereading of 98 Ortega and enthusiasm brings us back to the landscapes in the proper measure of its necessary support and melancholy intelligence. A look back might be, in this sense, a necessary look at the future.
Lebolo: The "purchase" of a woman
"I bought a kid, a suit with shoes and tie for Father, a suit with sneakers for mother, one case of soda, a case of beer, five liters of wine, two liters of Nipa (local firewater), 5 Rolling snuff packages, 500 MZN (15 EUR) and six transport guests (70 meticais per person)”
Antelope Canyon: play of light and shadows
Here you have to find the recesses of the desert, her insides; get carried away by its soft lines carved rock, stone for its waves, for those curves that lead to a scenario that seems forbidden, the tan bello. Antelope Canyon is a woman, with its mysteries, its sensuality and charm.
Tangier: so close and yet so far
Even in fine weather with binoculars, From Tarifa you can see the Medina. (...) But what is that I still hitting so close to the Peninsula, Europe, ways we live so far away.
Atlantic rowing Decalogue
These two challenges, Atlantic crossing and the writing of this book (honestly, I do not know which has been more difficult) have given me the opportunity to: first, ratify wonderful people there; and, secondly, Learn to navigate the ocean, survive in extreme situations, emotions feel asleep, clarify some ideas ... I've realized that one should not be bound to commit but imperatively
Lago Manyara: Tolkien's forests
This natural park with the highest density of elephants per square kilometer across the continent lives in the shadow of giants: Ngorongoro Crater and the Serengeti. An easement that, often, oblivion is paid.
Libya, Stones that speak
We are facing some exceptional paper into rocks thousands of years that served as canvases to men who in the mists of time they shaped in their posts for posterity.
The army of "ghosts"
They await, await no identity, without papers proving that not even his name. They have one, but perhaps not yours. They were kidnapped long ago, recruited for war as children, even when they did not have enough memory. They are nothing. There are no. Expect.
From those early documentaries
It has been 13 years and yet I still recognized in the jungles. I still feel like my spirit is lightened carrying a tripod and when I still enjoy the adventure ruffles. By then I was in the National Park Chitawan, and Nepal.
Delphi: in the center of the world
Hoy damos la bienvenida en VaP a "Lugares y poesías", Alvarado Israel's commitment to capture the spirit of twelve very special corner of the world.
South Georgia: beauty animal
It was enough to sit on the beach, all alone, and let the penguins daring to approach browse. He could have them by my side watching me, really close. If he had stretched his arm, opened them touched.
Helsinki: the ugly duckling of the Baltic
Upon arrival at the railway station of Helsinki, the first thing you see is a sign in a bar announcing Aragon gastronomic week. Any trip, that is by far, giving you just stumbled upon your own neighborhood, But it needs to be as soon?
