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. Read the rest of this entry →
On the Beach at Puri, Orissa, India
A volte è difficile immaginare di riempire uno zaino con tutto quello di cui avremmo bisogno, prenotare voli economici e spararsi ai quattro angoli del mondo. Tanti problemi (che spesso in realta’ non esistono) ci paiono insormontabili. Se poi si parla di donne, c’è anche la paura della sicurezza personale a cui pensare. In definitiva, dei cento che ho sentito blaterare di voler partire, ne ho visti in effetti in viaggio dieci… quindici, forse? Un male. Perchè per liberarsi, si comincia con poco. Read the rest of this entry →
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. Read the rest of this entry →
