Chronicles

Texts on travel and international politics around the globe

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Kyoto: route through the geisha quarter

Through the window on the first floor of a sumptuous restaurant glimpsed a back. His neck marked by outdoor-ashi sanbon, that bit of skin without makeup, exuded sensuality and languor. Yes, was finally a real geisha.

Sri Lanka: eating tea on the train

I've eaten nuts, two coffees, nibbled a bit of pineapple and spicy tuna swallowed a dumpling and potato. I'm fat and happy. We continue to gain height, and forest clearing will, giving way to the tea fields. Waterfalls, women collecting leaves, white factories, tiny villages and Hindu temples.

Blurred Nights in Dublin

I arrived in Dublin at dawn. That was the last time I saw the silent city. I had breakfast with sausages and bacon and juices and weak coffee in the Bed & Breakfast I randomly picked online. The sun came out to challenge the tough topic and show the bridges across the river Liffey.

The world's longest race (start)

Two men, many amulets and whole ocean paddling ahead Atalántico. An adventure based XXI century the great stories of adventurers of yesteryear. A feat starring two Spanish men for ten weeks will be published in this journal. !Frankly adimirable!

Varanasi: Ganghes odors

Varanasi is the holiest city of Hinduism, as old as the world. Born at the dawn of history and, as the water flowing through it Ganghes, always remains though never the same.

Pony: Contador waiting

He had an outstanding debt in VAP and now finally gives me the opportunity of paying. Within a week, the Tour of Spain, front with Alberto Contador, Jaca reaches. Now or never. Here are my recommendations for making the most of "the Pearl of the Pyrenees"

The ascent of Jebel Toubkal

The legendary Atlas runs from Tunisia due west to Agadir and separates the fertile lands of the largest northern and scorching desert there. Sahara are the prelude. These mountains are oblique border between green and yellow.

Northern Ireland: be be in the (Part II)

Catholics call it Derry, Londonderry Protestants. In any case, it is a city where I could not breathe. It is much smaller than Belfast and here are marked neighborhoods without subtleties. Signs direct messages show both sides.

Northern Ireland: be be in the (Part I)

Belfast with British education I received, with an avenue clean and the Town Hall as the first stop. Dublin had left two hours earlier and now walking along the pedestrian streets of the center of the capital of Northern Ireland, or Northern Ireland, because in this region of the world the disagreement begins with the names.

The flight of «Daring»

In like Volare. I hate planes, aerodromes, airlines and their procedures. It is not fear but rebellion against irritants organized channels of mass consumption and mass transit. Airports are factories inconveniences and delays
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