Today I want to believe
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A world apart
The documentary A World Apart tells of a trip around the world by car. Your director, Daniel Landa, presents us with reports from all over the planet for Viajes al Pasado.
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Diomedes: The Island at the world
Little Diomede Island has a habit of punishing the visiting, is usually a bad mood, with twisted gesture on ice, polar winds puffing claiming his desire to be alone, lost to follow one of the corners of the world.
Who cares Burundi? (part II)
And in that village lost, north of Burundi, everything was filled with joy, so that adolescent joy, as African, much needed. And the pygmies danced as if to finish the world.
Un milagro llamado Galápagos II
I think that diving is diving into a dream, everything is a lie, it is not possible such coordination algae and fish that do not touch, barracuda and anemones, of iridescent fins and silence, everything at once, as a marina owned.
Un milagro llamado Galápagos I
"No hay fiestas histriónicas, or motorcycle thugs, girls or selling a summer night, or beach bars. On the island of Santa Cruz just the sound of the waves and flutter Pelicans listening."
It all starts at Jericho
We were in the desert of Judea, in the month of July, visiting the oldest inhabited city in the world. Water gives life to fruit trees, trade, to the life, in this unbearable desert, where everything is sand and sun.
wat Muang: The most surreal temple in Thailand
A giant Buddha barged between rice paddies. Nothing seemed to explain why precisely there emerged, a golden figure 92 meters high. In the shadow of the Buddha work daily farmers in the province of Ang Thong, overwhelmed by the dimensions of one of the 10 largest statues in the world.
Bangkok, 15 years after
One tends to return to the happy face bobo places. Longing to return to Bangkok was distorted by those endless nights party, that youth who now longed to wander the neighborhood of Sukhumvit Road, 15 years after.
The Tonle Sap Floating Life
They have become accustomed to the tides, which makes them rowing home elsewhere, for fish underfoot. And so year after year, with wet feet so much leaving home, both walk and so few steps.
Angkor: Wonder among the wonders
There are times when a man feels, Without remedy, overwhelmed. It happens with the death of others, with the announcement of a paternity, with a trip to the end of the world, with war, with an unmistakable love ... and it happens with the temples of Angkor.
Around the World 3 minutes
They return as lightning images from those days, snippets of Adventure, landscapes of the world. I try to build the wall of sensations, but it is impossible to order the chaos of a two-year journey, because the heart is not made to hold so many emotions.
There are no bicycles in Saigon
All the peoples of the world, what things, tend to heal wounds, turn pages and open restaurants. No one uses a bicycle in Saigon. The hum of motorcycles has been extinguishing the magic of another time, the noise of the street markets ... and the thunderous memory of war.
The religion of men who believe in everything
Caodaists embrace the gods of Hinduism, to the teachings of Muhammad and the legacy of Jesus Christ. Are buddhist, Taoists and Confucianists. Its leaders claim to have received revelations from Shakespeare or Lenin. And Víctor Hugo is one of his saints.
Minimal Vietnam Stories
"Tengo que ir a dar de comer a mi marido”, Clay said. But Clay's husband had been dead for several years.. Even so, We saw her walk to the cemetery with some food and some cigarettes that she left at her late husband's grave.
A day of fishing in Da Nang.
Da Nang is not a normal city. It has that point of eccentricity that makes you smile, while strolling along a long beach, in which the Pacific crashes. We climb a hill where the statue of Lady Buddha stands still, stretched out in marble, with their 72 meters.
The threshold of travelers dreams
Who wants to go out for a walk? Today I want to reshare this video, an idea to ventilate the summer with remote framings, with destinations to reach map.
The burning night of Hoi An
As night falls, the street stalls glow with hundreds of lanterns, lamps that illuminate the passage of foreigners towards the river. And the street vendors, children usually, They meet the bewildered tourist to sell him a candle, an illusion to cast into the river.
The anteroom
"Peaceful", he told me over and over. Pacific sounds like salt and an island, to the endless sea and calm forged in water. It is just a word but it speaks to a time of peace and oceans although in the memory of my days, it's a visceral way of yearning; peaceful is almost a violent concept in the love of my steps.
The most bombed city of History
Each 8 minutes a bomb fell in Lao. so during 9 years. They released 270 cluster bombs million, two tons of ammunition for each Laotian. And Laos was not even in war. Between 1964 and 1973, United States dropped more bombs on Laos than in all of World War II.
Luang Prabang's Everlasting Shine
Luang Prabang is one of those places whose peace comes to disturb you. You don't know where to start framing the roofs that end in a point, the bare monks or the golden buddhas.
Men who eat dogs and frogs fear
There are as few animals in the jungles of Vietnam as there are in Laos. The people, as Juan told us, they eat it all. With the feeling of heading to a somewhat looted place, we enter the roads of northern Laos.
Beyond the terraces of Sapa
We were greeted with the abruptness of a craft sale, without greeting or smile. The streets seemed like an indigenous showcase and tourists photographed the colorful dresses and the forced joy on the sidewalks..
Hanoi, the hornet's nest
There is no way to abstract from the crash of motorcycles. The streets are a hornet's nest so frantic that one is unable to explain how the motorcycles may not collide. The junctions and the traffic lights are, as much, a mere way to guide the driver.
Come Knocking Tibet II
Whitewashed houses were spacious. The doors were decorated with colorful drawings. An old woman was spinning a huge cylinder, wrought for prayer in Tibetan Buddhist culture.
