Sighs and whispers touch our ears. Soft and icy winds lean gently and at the same time vigorously on the neck, as if they were a knife sinking in butter.
Wandering around Guwahati, and walking along the shore of one of the largest rivers in Asia, to my surprise I happen near a temple that at first sight seems very special and completely non-touristy.
Here we are back in Italy, trying to catch last summer days, eating Focaccia, and drinking vine all days long. This time we will go south and visit the region of Puglia and its famous traditional houses called “trulli”. Read More
The eyes work like a radar, and in the vicinity they sight another abandoned place that appears to be different from the others.
Surrounded by a boundary wall, the villa “Mater dei” stands on two floors above a decorated and rusticated cloven hoof.
Dubrovnik, penultimate destination before my return home. Never has it been so hard to reach a place, never so hard. But fortunately mine, just a moment before I started looking for a place where I could place myself with the tent, this magnificent abandoned dwelling appears as if by magic in front of my eyes.
Nowadays the influence of China is felt in any part of the world. From the most remote African village to the great European and American cities. Even more so in Malaysia where there are some cities declared world heritage sites by UNESCO. Here once to lead were the various Chinese clans who were fighting over the power.
Suddenly I saw majestic barn owl of other times; leaping and shaking his wings he hovered in the air, pointing in the opposite direction to mine. Read More
A simple wooden and bamboo house has been our haven for the night. When we wake up here is the surprise .. Read More