Posts Tagged 'ricardo coarasa’

In their rooms it never got dark. The hours made noises and the noises, impatience. you wanted to sleep and, at the same time, get up as soon as possible because the doze was crossed by flashlight beams, footsteps of boots that shook the silence and the metallic clash of crampons and ice axes.

Mburo was the fine print of a trip that took us from the sources of the Nile mythical Rwenzori mountains, Great Lakes to the lair of the last mountain gorillas. But, sometimes, should pay attention to the fine print.

The icons of big cities are usually emblematic buildings, historical monuments or glittering avenues. But when someone thinks of San Francisco, almost always does it on a tram. A city that has made urban transport its universal emblem has, course, my sympathies.