If I knew what to do, I’d do it. If I knew what to say, I’d say it. The rustling leaves break our long silences. Slowly they warn us of what is about to arrive. We, however, submissive to a thousand and one pasts, aren’t capable of understanding that it is neither the forest nor its soul that torment us. That same forest that one spring after another braces its roots and sprouts new leaves and flowers. It must be the sleepy slumber of winter that gives us this feeling of oblivion.
I’m so stuffed up I can’t even think. I was imagining other sorts of recycling looking in the mirror last night. With eyes tearing up and the buzz of a Seat 133 engine in your head, the symptoms of the viral festival going on inside. The critical moment is when your nose starts running and you run for the box of tissues (if not for the loo roll), calculating the distance between you and whether you’ll get there before the drop begins its free fall… My face this morning could have used some
Dreams that never come… dreams that come true. I was there, about to touch the sky, about to touch the Gods. That’s how this post could start. In fact, it’s how it does start. Days of waiting, days of feeling that nothing and no one is as important as what you yearn for. Just a few hours until you feel what you’ve been seeking for so long. You just have to make one last push… hard, very hard, but in the end just one last push. It’s one o’clock in the morning and it’s cold. I’m tired. No, more th
Everyone knows that Ha Long Bay is one of the 7 natural wonders of the world, but there are many other not-to-be-missed places in Vietnam that many people overlook. And one of them is the motorbike track from the imperial city of Hue to the small, traditional city of Hoi An, which is much deserving of its recognition as a World Heritage Site. And if you want to experience vertigo straight out of Top Gear (British program), you won’t want to miss Hai Van pass, also known as ocean-cloud pass, a di
Here is something I posted on the UnnimBlog and would now like to share with all of you … Although the first manned balloon flights weren’t until the end of the 18th century, Brazilian priest Bartolomeu de Gusmao gave the first public exhibition of this sort, propelling a ball by combustion, at Lisbon’s Casa da Índia in 1709. Later, in France, brothers Joseph and Jacques Montgolfier launched the first ascent in balloon in 1782 and in 1783, the first flight with an animal. In October of tha
Us music-lovers are used to summer festivals; our work piles up from May to September… There are some winter festivals, though, small jewels held indoors with few people. A pleasure. This year, through a work project with Grandvalira, I found myself organising concerts and DJ sessions on the slopes. Even though I prefer the sea to the mountains, I’m now spending my weekends surrounded by snow and peaks and I love it. The selection of musicians and DJs is based in part on how excited (or no
We’re tired of hearing that human beings never cease to amaze, but what if it’s YOU that surprises yourself?! That’s what happened one day in September of 2012. A day on which not even I believed what I would be capable of doing, a day on which I was very proud of myself, a day on which I knew something was going to happen to me, a day on which I knew something was going to change… What better place to get to know yourself than Nepal? What can I tell you about Nepal that you don’t already know?