Posts Tagged 'Cape Town’

we watched the sea, that sways violent L`Agulhas, in search of nonexistent shadows of the horizon. And understanding they were not, there no corners, We had understood that the way and we had reached our destination. And we feel the emotion of the child and dreaming of the adult who makes their dreams come true. We had done, were there.

A poster, with a metal gate area shared cells (berths), in which there were always more bodies mattresses, explains the different menus that could be eaten in the criminal: Asians and mestizos (coloureds) were members of the group B; while Bantus (black) members of the Group C.

You see your life pass, Cape Town was because my life, dim. Nostalgic things that resolves with a practical "and mind you that balls, all that is past ".

(...) It's not my place or, I now understand, ceases to be. It's just a good place for a drink without thinking that in Africa the luxury malls are prepared for the rich or imbecility tourists. Remove bias is important to travel and sometimes unfair classism and falsely exercised looking up (...) Por Javier Brandoli.