Tag Archives: Americas

“I’ve Got Ninja Style Kung-Fu Grip”.

“Keep Austin weird” is, according to a brochure I happened to read some time ago, this city’s strapline. It sounds somehow artificial, not only because it was coined, as it turned out, by a group of lobbyists named the Independent … Continue reading

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To the lost city that never was: walking to Machu Picchu.

On paper, the story was engrossing, the stuff of an Indiana Jones blockbuster or of a Wilbur Smith book. Picture this: a misty morning in the Urubamba valley, deep in the Peruvian Andes. Jagged peaks covered in thick rain forest. … Continue reading

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A change of scenery.

Sometimes it’s good to venture outside one’s comfort zone, trying out something new and unusual, something that one would by default be drawn to dismiss as not in line with his expectations, or taste. I’m conscious that this can sound odd, but … Continue reading

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In the land of the selfie

Photography, to me, is a cracking way of capturing the impression of a moment. A street scene, something I just glimpse with the corner of my eye, or even something I haven’t actually seen but that happened to fall in … Continue reading

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Monkeys, leafy streets and an unlikely name. A tribute to Botafogo.

At 7 o’clock AM, punctual as the council tax bill or the Gol planes noisily gliding towards Santos Dumont airport, they arrived. A small family of marmosets – gray-ish fur, long tail, inquisitive expressions and long white hair sprouting out … Continue reading

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An early morning flight over Vancouver Island, BC.

It was going to be a gorgeous, hot and sunny day, but that was the future. Back then it was 6:30 and I was shivering in my shirt, weary and red-eyed after a night on a bench at Vancouver Airport. … Continue reading

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