Bricks of Segovia
The magnificent aqueduct of Segovia was created around 100 AD, being one of the best preserved Roman aqueducts in Spain and possibly the world. 14 kilometers of stone brought water to the city with a one-percent grade of slope.
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Viva Las Vegas
One might think that you arrive to Sin City by casually driving your car down the Strip, throwing your car keys to a valet and start indulging in whatever the premises have to offer.
The beauty of Big Sur
Big Sur is a section of the Californian coast, often said to be one of the most beautiful coastlines in the world. We left the cozy town of Carmel early in the morning, leaving nothing but memories and a pair of sunglasses in the sand.
Hello again San Francisco
It’s been two years, but it feels like I never left the streets of San Francisco. The smell of Chinatown, the dust of Rasputin Records, the financial loss at Amoeba Records, the joy of Borders and the something-something of Haight-Ashbury. It’s good to be back.
The Big Easy is not so easy anymore
The hurricane Katrina has arrived at the mainland of Louisiana and hit Mississippi like a ton of bricks. Many streets in New Orleans are reportedly flooded by two meters with tales of alligators swimming around.
London calling
For some reason, London has never really been one of my favorites. “Bad food, worse weather” as they once put it in the movie Snatch. But I cannot deny the allure of a sprawling urban area that has been an important place for millennia.
Epicenter in Khao Lak
I remember a morning last year when I sat on a beach in Khao Lak, sipping a soft drink while my toes were the only thing that obstructed the view of the Andaman sea reaching into the Indian ocean.
With the Terminal man at Charles de Gaulle
I was recently sitting in Terminal 2 at Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris, reading The Terminal Man, the tale about Merhan Karimi Nasseri who has been living in Terminal 1 of CDG for 16 years.
Rendez-vous in Rio
Apart from the obvious reference to the song by Lustans Lakejer, I found a lot of interesting things in Rio de Janeiro. Maybe the most striking was meeting Jesus on the top of Corcovado. The tall statue is towering above the city on top of a mountain with a marvelous view.
Passing through Paraty
I crossed the white bridge and entered Paraty, a well-preserved Portuguese colonial town in Brazil’s Costa Verde area. The town was founded in 1597 and colonized a century later.