I’m not, actually, and I am not particularly skilled in photography either. I am, however, rather pleased about how the following shots came out. I’ll keep it short and sweet. No ranting, I promise. If you are after righteous indignation, please refer to my previous posts. And the future ones, I’m sure. Ever since the … More 136 – Damn, I’m good
March 28 – 31 I arrived to Chile without any plan whatsoever. When I asked Maribel what was nice between Valparaiso and San Pedro de Atacama, pointing out that I had all the time in the world, she suggested a few places. Which is how I ended up in La Serena. I have a lovely … More 89 – Chile off-the-beaten-path (Chapter 1)
March 13 Night flight to Hanga Roa / Easter Island. LATAM and their film selection rocks. I managed to see all the latest Oscar films and satisfy my cultural craving. Arrival to the island is very relaxed. Rapa Nui is served by a daily internal flight from Santiago and weekly (and only) international flight from … More 87 – Rapa Nui
March 1 …or is it february 28? I leave Auckland on the afternoon of March 1st and arrive to Papeete on the evening of February 28th. Therefore, I time travel to paradise! Seems only appropriate. è ? – March 3 : Tahiti French Polynesia is no backpackers destination (although there are some stray ones), but a … More 86 – En Grève!!!
…And loving words they speak ought to be written in rapid winds and water flowing by.* Catullus speaks about women, or one particular woman, rather, but we were in the 21st century last time I checked, and one can surely take the artistic liberty to transpose, especially given the circumstances. Yes I know. Flying to … More 73 – Yes, so he says, but then men often lie…
November 9 Morning bus to Mawlamyine, this time from a different, but equally as far, “highway” bus station. Again, getting there takes about forever. The Burmese clearly don’t see the usefulness of building the bus stations in the actual cities, it would seem. But we’re in Asia. Expecting things to make sense would be naive. … More 68 – Concrete Nirvana
November 4 to 8 5 am taxi to the bus station, which couldn’t be any further from the city. The ride on literally empty roads takes us almost an hour, and I suspect the driver is doing his best to kill us. I leave my big backpack in the hotel in Yangon, as we are … More 67 – Beach, beach, beach! (Where the sunsets are as tropical as they come)
July 7 – I am going to lose so much weight just by carrying my backpack around. I reduced and reduced the amount of stuff I packed to the indispensable minimum, and still the 500m walk from the bus stop to my hotel in St. Petersburg nearly killed me. I also discovered that Moskovskaya station … More 35 – St. Petersburg. The Venice of the North
There is that scene at the end of the last episode of the third season of the Sopranos where Junior sings “Core ‘ngrato” at Jackie Aprile’s funeral party. It’s a beautiful scene. Perfect, even. One époque is coming to an end, all kind of mess is coming up in the next season, and then there is … More 33 – Catarì, Catarì…
It’s been a couple of weeks since I came back from my last (for a while) european holiday. Sorry about taking it slowly to report, I’ve had over 200 photos to go through (and I even managed not to take as many as I normally do). I am about to travel the world and the … More 32 – Southern State of Mind
Kacenka on the road 