Mallorca, horizons of the dream
More will you understand as words bring you closer to the bank of the river of yourself, and without fear you face with your fluent reality (…) Drown,…
Salty water, sunshine and surf: lessons from Zarautz
For people like me, who overthink and worry too much about stuff, a trip to Zarautz is without a doubt a good digression. These were a few days of necessary…
Southern Italy (I) – La Costa Napolitana
Welcome to Napoli, a city where your taxi driver can greet you in the country by driving through a roundabout without steering the wheel nor watching the road…
Postcards from Morocco (III) – Daytrippin'
The fact that Marrakech is an oasis in the middle of nowhere is confirmed once you've left the metropolis. After two hours en route, the Ouzoud falls —the…
Postcards from Morocco (II) – Earth, wind but no fire
Abandoning Marrakech is leaving the heat behind. 170km to the west, Essaouira presents itself as a port city full of air, with sun but no heat. The beach is…
Postcards from Morocco (I) – City of Chaos
We’ve arrived at Marrakech, a city of chaos. Disarray as a way of living. Pedestrians share the road with all types of vehicles: cars, bikes and carts…