Freedom in year 2012 has the taste of India: a sensation which resembles being sandwiched in between the oily D-cup sized bosoms of a fat Goddess, at 40 degrees Celsius. It definitely stinks and sucks, but after all, still feels like a woman.
Let me tell you, I love India as much as I hate it: chaotic, smelly, pretty dirty, but also divine, sublime, naturalistically beautiful, and so sacred it is impossible to put it into plain words. (more…)
I am happy to announce that I made the headlines at Tom Vater‘s website… check the piece here.
I recently met Tom in Bangkok; he is a travel/guidebook and adventure writer based in Thailand (check out his guides to Cambodia and Angkor Wat out on excellent MOON Publishing), and also former guitarist of Bangkok garage punkers Pussy and the Learjets. In brief, the kind of person I consider a hero. (more…)
Please take one hour of your time to check out this documentary put together by a crew of very “special travelers”. I found it thanks to a friend and had a very good time watching it. These guys have made their passion a full time job which is taking them around the world. I thought this may be inspirational for many of you following me out there, plus it is indeed a great teaser of some of the areas of Northwest India I will be visiting in around two months time.
Relax, kick back and enjoy, and check out what some of these crazy Italians have done with their lives… maybe questionable choices, but definitely enlightening. Think over it!
Popolo italiano, in parte perchè Berlusconi è mezzo sparito, e mi state piú simpatici, e in parte perchè ora che scrivo troppo in Inglese mi manca un pò la bellezza del “dolce Stilnovo”, decido di riaprire le comunicazioni e i consigli in Italiano per tutti quelli a cui piace usare i propri soldini per sbattersi su degli aerei e raggiungere destinazioni in giro per il mondo. Ho deciso di inaugurare dunque una rinomata serie di posts in Italiano, una Scimmioguida di Viaggio per aiutare chi, come me, ha questo insano desiderio di viversi un’anfetamina di mondo. (more…)
E’ uscito il mio primo articolo per il quotidiano indipendente online LETTERA 43 dedicato alla situazione non troppo golosa per gli omosessuali in Malaysia… il ban al gay pride Seksualiti Merdeka… le nuovi leggi civili anti-gay… insomma, tante belle cose per amare il paese adottivo dei miei ultimi 2 anni!!! Leggete il pezzo dal link qui sotto, una versione non-edited presto disponibile sul caro China/Asia Files.
Altre novita’ riguardo la Malaysia: punto primo, mi sono finalmente laureato (per la seconda volta), e ora sono “Maestro nello studio di come i Cinesi studiano l’Inglese”. E’ stata una lunga avventura che merita un libro intero, chissa’ se mai sara’ scritto… in ogni modo, l’aver studiato in una Universita’ asiatica e’ una esperienza MOLTO PARTICOLARE che non so se mi sento di consigliare ad amici o nemici.
Alla fine dei conti, in ogni caso, e’ stata una esperienza rivelatoria e ancora piu’ intima con le menti (spesso malate) che popolano questi paradisi tropicali, che eleva il Monkey di un’altra spanna verso lo status di IRON BUDDHA.
Punto secondo, a Gennaio lascio il paese a tempo indeterminato. Novita’ sul grande progetto scimmiesco le troverete presto su questo blog… mutante… per il momento, leggetevi l’articolo sui gay e sperate di non esserlo in Malaysia!!
E’ uscita una mia intervista a David O’ Dell, padrino Texano del punk cinese e della scena pechinese, su China Files e non vedo perche’ non pubblicizzare l’articolo anche sul mio blog, che ultimamente sta diventando una carretta causa il mio scarso tempo… ergo lo uso anche per queste comunicazioni, da ora in avanti. Perche’ alla fine, se di mia scrittura si tratta, allora va bene anche indirizzarvi ai miei articoli, giusto? Tutto in Italiano, come consuetudine China Files. Ecco il link:
Matteo Tricarico, whom we followed through his bicycle Odyssey from Vietnam to Italy, has finally reached home after almost two full years on the road. Congratulations to you, Matteo!!! I am so envious of you I am turning green right now!! The following is Matteo’s last diary from Italy. Hoping to be soon able to embark on a similar adventure, I give you matteo’s final words, and I invite you to contact him if you desire to bring him to talk about his trip in your clubs, associations, homes or whatever else in La Dolce Italia….
Day 736, chronicle 098, Manfredonia (N41°37.633′ E15°54.941′) Italy, 15 October 2011 2:55 pm -
The trip ended Sunday, October 9 at 12:15 when I got off my bicycle and I shook hands with the mayor of Manfredonia, Angelo Riccardi, who greeted me at the headquarters of the LUC (Urban Cultural Laboratory). A stage was prepared there and I received plaques, trophies and other awards from representatives of the municipality of Manfredonia, the Olimpic committee of Foggia, the UISP Gargano, associations for diversity “Il delfino” and “Occhi felici” (happy eyes), Avis and the Association Gargano 2000. Frankly, I was pleasantly surprised and genuinely touched by the warm welcome back I received from both the authorities and the citizens of my home-town, a worthy grand finale of two years of travels. It still seems unimaginable and incredible to me, even if I personally experienced it. Although not even a week has passed since I reached my destination, my cycling life seems already distant in time, belonging to another phase of my existence. Not being in the middle of the “action”, I find it hard to tell about the last month cycling from Thessaloniki, where I wrote the previous entry of this diary. I am composing this last chronicle on the old high school desk in my youth bedroom at my parents’ house, and I cannot help remembering all those places where I laid my computer to describe the prominent facts of the adventure. It is the first time in my life that I kept a diary and found it a very useful exercise to rethink and reflect on what happened, besides being a way to ponder and draw lessons. Even if I have always tried to make the story interesting for you, oh my readers, I ask pardon of the tedium I may however have caused you. (more…)
