Alminares Iluminando las minorías. Un viaje desde Granada a Malasia Fotografías de Troy Nahumko La Traviata. Inauguración: 15 de abril de 2010 a las 21.00 h Los minaretes, elegantes antenas espirituales hechas por los hombres, se elevan hacia los cielos para proclamar la fe musulmana a sus seguidores. Símbolos islámicos conscientemente creados para ser diferentes…
For some it’s Easter egg hunts, for others meditations on torture and resurrection, others still a time to be ‘seen’ showing their penitence in hooded processions…for me it means that the simple fact of walking to my house becomes an ordeal. Crowds clog the tiny arteries of the old town here in Caceres, while supposedly…
This winter has been rotten, plain rotten. Rain can be a godsend in countries susceptible to drought like Spain, but enough already! Though Spring certainly doesn’t seem to be springing with any kind of force, let’s hope that the storks bring some good weather with them.
I do have to say that the Irish are some of my favourite people in the world. Whether it be in New Jersey, Baku, Vientiane or even Cork, they always seem to cheer things up. It’s been awhile since I’ve been to the greenest of places, but an Irish newspaper, The Irish World, has just…
Years ago while living in the south-western corner of the Arabian peninsula, now unnameable, the sun shone almost everyday…almost. At times the clear blue sky would darken with sand blowing in from the vast deserts that ring the mountains and then for about 2 weeks a year irregular monsoons would blow through and flood the…
Cold seems to be relative. The way you experience it depends on…well depends on more than your jacket. A relative you know is coming to stay, but can’t seem to say no to. I bloody hate the cold. Could be an entire childhood faced with frozen hair on dark mornings that lasted forever and then…
The good people over at Trazzler have given me even more reason to practice what I preach and travel deeper rather than further. I’ve been assigned a 10 piece series, exploring my adopted homeland of Extremadura, Spain and her sister region across the now non-existent border with Portugal. First stop Alcantara! Second Caceres Moving on…
Paying homage to my adopted homeland once again, this time for Romar Traveler. Click over and take a walk through Extremadura with me.
Spain still suffers from stereotypes… Some tourists visit and feel terribly threatened when men occasionally whistle or shout “Guapa” in the street. Terribly offensive to some, but when you consider the fact that the rate of sexual violence here in Spain is remarkably lower than in their home countries, questions need to be asked. Seen…
The orchestra on many evenings as you stroll through the old town here.