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ricardo Coarasa

Ricardo Coarasa is one of the Founders of Travel to the past. Journalist with archaeologist vocation, A detective in history, An Ethiopia dream counter to Mexico.

178 articles

Tingri: paradise of desolation

The target must have outstanding accounts with Tingri, the last stop in Tibet deep before reaching the border with Nepal. Otherwise it is understood that the spray has so stark grief of. Everywhere you look, the same uneasiness, identical discouragement. The future only reaches as far as the eye: a dusty track that looks like a sentence. Whither flee? I did not take pictures. It did not take.
byRicardo Coarasa
23 May, 2011

At the foot of Everest

We are finally in Rongbuk, the world's highest monastery, at the foot of the fearsome north face of Everest. The sky is clear. The Monsoon has had a hand. The view is superb, gorgeous. Do not you get tired of looking at Qomolangma, the mother goddess of the mountains. Is, certainly, one of the happiest days of my life. Now just think of walking to base camp.
byRicardo Coarasa
9 May, 2011

What the hell am I doing here?

What traveler has not ever had that question away from home? Even the most fascinating trips toll charges, by the way, occasional desolate place. Sites where no one seems interested in going and where, however, is a. In the Tibetan people Shega, a one-day Everest Base Camp in Rongbuk, the happy question reverberated more strongly than ever within me.
byRicardo Coarasa
18 April, 2011

Tashilumpo: Giant Buddha Rats

Tashilunpo monastery was home to the second authority in Tibet, The Panchen Lama. When the Dalai Lama fled the Chinese invasion, Beijing sought and found their support. But the idyll did not last long and ended up imprisoned Panchen Lama. I'm in Shigatse, at the foot of the largest Buddha statue in the world. A monk asked me 30 photograph yuan. Is it true that some of them are Chinese agents?
byRicardo Coarasa
7 April, 2011

Other's eyes

It is a question with a thousand faces. On the road, in gutters, in their fields, about transistor, in the shade of a tree, in a crowded bus, in a tractor trailer, among the stalls of a market. The look of the other surprises you at every step, sometimes fleeting, other infinite. Zarandea, restless, softens, forces you to think, as. It happens that, when we are so far from home, the other is us.
byRicardo Coarasa
21 March, 2011

The cemetery of heroes painted by Goya

They were ordinary people, but they behaved like heroes against the invader. In France and England, they have erected a pantheon of illustrious men. Here, have to settle for a modest cemetery Madrid, the Florida, whose existence few people know. His glory is immortalized in a painting by Francisco de Goya, that of the shootings, but close to this cemetery to honor should be almost a moral obligation.
byRicardo Coarasa
15 March, 2011
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