Life is freedom
Viajando hacia Bruselas poco antes de acercarnos a la ciudad universitaria de Lovaina, recordé que conocí a alguien hace una década en el extremo sur de América del Sur. Basándome en mis recuerdos, efímeras lagunas del pasado, evoqué fragmentos de…
Traveling towards Brussels shortly before approaching the university town of Leuven, I remembered I met someone a decade ago in the southernmost tip of South America. Drawing on my memories, my vague memories in this case, I recollect pieces of…
https://youtu.be/F1pfKVYD6Ec This week saw the discovery of something outside Kamloops, B.C., rarely seen in North America, much less in any corner of the developed world: Unmarked and previously forgotten graves, all belonging to children who died at the Kamloops Indian…
Encontramos este lugar por casualidad como todo lo que nos pasa desde que empezamos a viajar en bicicleta. Luego de detenernos a evaluar el entorno, ingresamos a la propiedad por una gran avenida arbolada cubierta por una extensa alfombra de…
We found this place by chance like everything that happens to us since we started traveling by bicycle. After stopping to evaluate the surroundings, we entered the property through a large tree-lined avenue covered by an extensive carpet of green…
Travelling on foot and by bike is an experience of absolute vulnerability. It is the act of recycling as many fears as you can and transforming them into a certainty that is: what you get is what you have and…
I was riding my bike on a countryside paved road, those narrow ones that abound in rural France. On both sides, segments of groves and farms surrounded by cereal fields. The night before I had stayed on the side of…
Today marks a week since I started this challenge of writing at least 750 words a day and, let me be clear in this, I am very excited. In these 7 days I have strived to complete my task and…
Autumn afternoon standing by the fences of the local Slaughterhouse, observing the corrals for the cattle's that were to be sacrificed the next day. They will arrive soon. I am alone and distant from the urban area, a few meters…
"My wife" -the man slightly moves his head towards the window that overlooks the pool- "are abandoning me with the boy who's with her right now." There are times when I think people perceive me as if I were a…