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Texts on travel and international politics around the globe

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Tingri: paradise of desolation

The target must have outstanding accounts with Tingri, the last stop in Tibet deep before reaching the border with Nepal. Otherwise it is understood that the spray has so stark grief of. Everywhere you look, the same uneasiness, identical discouragement. The future only reaches as far as the eye: a dusty track that looks like a sentence. Whither flee? I did not take pictures. It did not take.
byRicardo Coarasa
23 May, 2011

When progress is traveling with a knife between his teeth

In the name of progress have been committed many atrocities, with the disinherited and Nature as the main victims. Also in Patagonia. On the brink of what legendary route these hills are monitored by the moon? What danger lurks in this remote southern region? El escritor y viajero Gerardo Bartolomé desvelará las claves el próximo domingo en su blog "Desde la Patagonia".
byGerardo Bartolomé
22 May, 2011

17 Mile Drive: the most photographed tree in the world

Among the California cities of Monterey and Caramel, Pacific shown brave and angry. The 17 Mile Drive (route of 17 miles) circumvents some of the world's most exclusive mansions, bays along misleading lavish wreck, casserole in sight of seals and sea lions. The highlight is the haunting The Lone Cypress, aupado a lone cypress on a cliff over 250 years, who happens to be the most photographed tree in the world.
byRicardo Coarasa
18 May, 2011

Rongbuk: when night falls

And Rongbuk, sparkling eyes of wild dogs stalk the tourist who ventures into the dark; be a lens is a black magic show; any comistrajo, a delicacy and sleep, possible effort. Hundreds of empty beer bottles-a 5.000 meters, fortunately, also gives drink to the thirsty- clump together forming a wall with the best views of the world: a sunrise on Everest.
byRicardo Coarasa
16 May, 2011

Mozambique: sense of freedom

The city falls apart like cardboard soaked by rain. Its rugged skin of tall buildings in the center, of concrete sidewalks with reluctance and constant hole, does not prevent the city has the same philosophy that all major African cities I've visited: throng outside misery, unsuitable sales stalls, fruit stored on timbers or shoes littered the streets. City, however, perhaps by the beautiful sound of Portuguese, seems closer; almost, at times, more Caribbean than African.
byJavier Brandoli
14 May, 2011

At the foot of Everest

We are finally in Rongbuk, the world's highest monastery, at the foot of the fearsome north face of Everest. The sky is clear. The Monsoon has had a hand. The view is superb, gorgeous. Do not you get tired of looking at Qomolangma, the mother goddess of the mountains. Is, certainly, one of the happiest days of my life. Now just think of walking to base camp.
byRicardo Coarasa
9 May, 2011

What the hell am I doing here?

What traveler has not ever had that question away from home? Even the most fascinating trips toll charges, by the way, occasional desolate place. Sites where no one seems interested in going and where, however, is a. In the Tibetan people Shega, a one-day Everest Base Camp in Rongbuk, the happy question reverberated more strongly than ever within me.
byRicardo Coarasa
18 April, 2011
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