The hanging coffins of the mountains
They are the dead of the Kankanaey tribe..
Daniel Landa
Daniel Landa is the director of the documentary series Un Mundo Apart. Journalist and traveler, has traveled more than 80 countries and has gone around the world.
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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.
Diomedes: Island doomsday
The Small Island of Diomedes is the previous step to going to the Moon.
Training course: creation of travel documentaries
VAP presents this course in which we are going to address the entire process of creating a documentary…
Salacot stories and FORTASEC
Enrique Vaquerizo is masterfully describing us the folly of wandering hove for a continent already desnortado and, at the same time, convinces us to follow him on his way
El pueblo donde secuestran a los niños
En Colabora Birmania se han acostumbrado a hacer milagros, a multiplicar el arroz y las sonrisas. Han desafiado a la fatalidad y han levantado escuelas junto a barrios hechos con cajas de cartón.
African Macondo presentation in Madrid and Barcelona
[st] A book needs to be blessed, digest and be provided. For those who want to attend such a significant event, the…
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.
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.
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..
Chinese legends and tales
The main square, that hundreds of years ago served as an inn to travelers, it was now full of discos where music crashed with our desire for peace.
Yuanyang, the staggered world
The landscape was a staircase of giants, the rice terraces were broken in green and the old women wore their colors of indigenous pride. We were in Yunnan, the least Chinese of China's provinces.
The most dangerous road in the world
From there we had record, pray and look down as little as possible, but to place my feet was forced to see how the mountain faded and the ground was so small, so distant, I coming me a silly giggle, own situations of uncontrolled panic.
Tokyo, anthill
You might think that in a city where reigns the order and reverence as a greeting, discretion is the usual pattern of its inhabitants, but there, just there, the most disconcerting part of the city begins.
Palencia, down the road
[st] At 40ºC below zero, everything was frozen, snow plows, lashes and our adventurous spirit. Were…
Welcome to war (Part II)
It was not convenient to mention our condition as journalists and we could still go through Tourism students in search of adventure, camino a Azerbaijan. To say that we were traveling from Palencia to Singapore to make a documentary was perhaps too surreal for those Russians focused on the Chechen attacks.
Welcome to war (Part I)
The morning 28 September 1999 Chechen forces abandoned the Dagestan region surrendered to Russian military might. That same morning, we were traveling in a Ford Mondeo full of sponsor stickers on the roads that approached the border between Chechnya and Dagestan.
Ballad world
There is a language that we all understand, a way in which man is recognized as a species, a form of universal joy: music. I want to close this 2013 with a song of joy, because what is coming it is better than we caught dancing, in case.
Top 7 / Cold Beauty
The cold I've always elegant result, without the birdsong and the murmur of the rain. The cold does not usually say anything. It has something hypnotic that blue ice, the mist at dawn, snow. I have chosen seven white landscapes, seven secluded corners where at least I felt so marginalized that I thought I was going to map.
The hidden city of the Maya
Almost in whispers told us that the Mirador was the greatest legacy of the Maya, that beyond Tikal, hidden in the jungle are the ruins swallowed by weeds, a city larger than Chichén Itzá, Palenque oldest, most forgotten that all.
Top 7 / Empty beaches
The concept of an empty beach often inspire images reminiscent of coconut, white sand and a sea in which you see your feet while looking for shells. But today I propose that we move away from the Postcards and give up the topic.
The road
I am enchanted by these lines across landscapes and city noises. Are traveler's blood, what gives life to the you're looking for and confuses the already was lost. I'm attracted to roads that do not go anywhere, sometimes because my place is the road itself.
Buenos Aires: a look back
Buenos Aires always look back, to which was, what could be. Its inhabitants are able to move yearning for the past. The city is alive and yet he is dying of nostalgia in the corners.
