The old Christmas backpack
At Christmas, my backpack and I hooked each other's backs and became adventure showmen and travel journal acrobats.
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13 articles
Himba: dreams sand hairstyles
Life there goes slowly. Morning, women make up their bodies and hair with a mixture of mud, natural dyes and aromatic herbs. A master class in eroticism
Choco: Colombian tinderbox of the Pacific
Unfortunately, deep violence - mass displacement, confinements, massacres, torture, disappearances, recruitments, violations— prior to the signing of the Peace Accords has returned to the Colombian Pacific coast, one of the most beautiful in Central America.
Township: suburb tourism
Far from disappearing after the end of apartheid, the township now have more neighborhood than ever, because the "veterans" who had fled war and poverty of the "other" add Africa
Choco: the curse of the yellow rain
I've been here less than two hours and already grabbed my throat a sharp sting. It is the mercury of transnational mining companies to treat gold, pouring with impunity in the Atrato; Because water is a strong poison.
Cartagena de Indias: bucaneros y el “efecto Wendy”
The ancient inhabitants live "outside the walls". No pueden pagar ya ni por una habitación de la casa que antiguamente fue de sus padres. El dinero es la punta de pistola que los ha echado a patadas.
Popayan: from chiggers to "vaccines"
Today, el quebradero de cabeza de "patojos" and no patojos are no longer such as aggressive arachnids, but "vaccines" that charge drug traffickers, paramilitary, guerrillas and corrupt members of the army and police.
Myanmar: claroscuros a Nobel Peace Prize
A trip to Myanmar in search of the chiaroscuro of Aung San Suu Kyi, Nobel Peace Prize, and its silence regarding the defense of the rights of ethnic minorities in Burma
virtual tourism: the mirage of the "authentic"
I fear that the current tourism has lost interest in the world "real" and attract only that which has the greatest resemblance to what previously visited, or eaten, or drunk ... -.
Eulogy travel guide
The guide can be found, sometimes, traveler. A good guide may depend, sometimes, Pleasure pass to tragedy. I'm not exaggerating.
A cat in the Maghreb: nostalgia markets
Regrettably, markets life have begun to sink in superstores, authentic clones scattered planet. Cancer knows no boundaries globalization.
Thirty-six hours without fear in Nagorno Karabakh (II)
Three spirited soldiers circumvent all my questions. Farewell is imposed when there is nothing more to tell. Everybody here seems perfectly trained not to talk about war.
Thirty-six hours without fear in Nagorno Karabakh (In)
Three years in a row I tried to enter Nagorno Karabakh. Last spring I finally got it. I was short and very curious. I wanted to know that small province of the South Caucasus between Azerbaijan and Armenia. And know of his war.
