When Traveling Is No Longer Enough

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It always happens with cereal: I buy one brand, and I eat that same brand for breakfast every morning, for weeks and weeks, until I get tired of it. Frosties, Frosties, Frosties. Special K, Special K, Special K. Rice Krispies, Rice Krispies, Rice Krispies. And so on, and so on. I discover a new song and I listen to it over, and over, and over… until I check my iTunes and discover that I've listened to Copenhagen by Vetusta Morla 226 times and, therefore, I shouldn’t be very surprised that Read more [...]

You never know where you might end up… or begin

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Just move and the path will appear -Zen proverb Dear readers: The rocking horse has been pretty quiet, gathering dust in the corner. That’s often the fate of yesteryear’s toys, those that are no longer used because, for our grown-up’s responsibilities’ sake, they are relegated to the corner of the things that can always wait and then become obsolete (as it usually happens with rocking horses) and, simply, one day, you don’t use them anymore at all. So rocking the horse again Read more [...]

The Eternal Traveler Syndrome

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"The eternal traveler syndrome is this feeling you get of not being comfortable anywhere you go because you always want to be somewhere else. It’s the anxiety you feel when thinking you will never be happy in just one place.” That's the diagnosis. Among other madness like bipolar disorder and, of course, my phobia of people with animal head or a head that is definitely not theirs. Of course it has to be a disease. An alteration. And an alteration is something that is not normal. It’s not Read more [...]

A country that only exists on my mind

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When you already have been traveling for a while, you realize the chronic deja- vu that inevitably attacks you every time you start each and every one of your conversations. The eternal return to the same answers. The basic CV to find out how, why and for how long your destination (and other characters destinations) have crossed paths on the same page. It is like a tacit secret agreement, involved in the backpacking world: a mandatory questionnaire to which you will be submitted as many times Read more [...]

My life has been worth every minute

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Each year near my birthday I sit down and meditate about the curious and profound matter of time. It's interesting, by the way, that my birthday actually happens to be near the alcoholically important Palmares Festival; near the economically awful month of January; and like this year's case, near some embarrassing election campaign. Pff! Bummer! Yeah, I admit it. I am not exactly a fan of my birthday. First of all, I just don’t know how to react when I am in the spotlight for 24 hours. It seems Read more [...]