It was the 2000s when a master brewer, in the “Bassa Pianura Veneta”, had the unique idea of opening a restaurant in two airliners.
In 1990, Falealupo village was hit by the massive waves of Hurricane Ofa. The only remain and memories left to witness the past tragedy are the ruins of Falealupo catholic church.
The time has come to retire to private life, to go to “retirement”, as humans say. After fulfilling our duty, after fighting countless battles in the sky and flying over the skies of Russia, we finally collapsed to the ground. Read More
In search of lost planes, amid mud and snow, I and Giada, my traveling companion, venture into the meanders of Monino. Read More
Hello everyone! Today we welcome you to the most beautiful and exciting amusement park in the whole of “Bassa Padovana”. Prepare to immerse yourself in the thermal pools and then immediately dive into the bowling alley. As a last stop, when the sun has already set, a moment of celebration to have fun and dance in our nonpareil disco “Fuori Rotta”! Read More
Once the institution was helping patients, nowadays the role is inverted…
We felt just like in the film “Stalker” of Andrej Tarkovsky: an area to be reached and the surrounding environment that slowly wiped us out. A road impervious and sometimes not viable if not on foot, which gradually brought us to the end of our strength. Read More
It is our penultimate day in Cambodia… While looking for a convenient spot from where to start hitchhiking towards Thailand, we come across this gigantic abandoned hotel.
The worst train ride in our life takes us to Bagan, the old capital of some ancient kingdoms of Burma. After spending an almost sleepless night in the vicinity of the train station, to avoid paying the $30 ticket in order to enter the city, we ask a lift to a family that takes us directly to the city center. They will leave us in front of a small abandoned motel…
Surrounded by a boundary wall, the villa “Mater dei” stands on two floors above a decorated and rusticated cloven hoof.