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The traveler's reasons

Travel has always been the perfect excuse for not looking at ourselves, to turn your face to the mirror. And I say this with the awareness of having traveled a handful of countries from every corner of the planet, from Alaska to Ushuaia, from South Africa to Iverness, from Australia to the Himalayas.

Peru Bus: praise of despair

The first trip was to last 20 hours, but it was extended to 36: first "hill he fell" -as they say in Peru when there is a shift of land-, then he fell another and then came the night, the tropical heat and despair.

Concord: reading Thoreau with his feet

In this quiet Massachusetts town I began to understand that the author who has scratched me the most; that has changed me the most, nurtured, unclothed, separated from the ground ("My house in the clouds is quiet", wrote) and dressed again he talked about things that I, now, he had before his eyes.

Nantucket: return to the island of Moby Dick

I had decided to go long ago, without knowing it, when i read moby dick. I told myself: I want to live in Nantucket. I pictured little wooden houses with candles burning away as the wind rolled down narrow streets and fishermen, exhausted, heated around the fire.

Harlem: one night with Marjorie

The first time he threw the door in my face. The second, whispered a friendly "come in". The third began to caress the piano. Marjorie Elliot doesn't like to be disturbed in her work time, that seems to swell just before each performance.

Valley of the Sugar Mills: Scars sugar

This valley is the symbol of the glorious heyday of the sugar industry. Located around the city of Trinidad, this immense plain of more than 200 square kilometers is no longer upholstered by sugar cane fields, But references from that past are kept alive.
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