Just a few hours away from Osaka lays down Hiroshima with its own tragic story.
Two things I remember from our brief stop in Nara are the heat and the clever deers begging tourists for biscuits. Nara is the old capital of Japan and is a home for many Unesco sights. It is a must stop for the history lovers.
It was an early Monday morning. After admiring yet another stunning sunrise over the mountains of Chihuahua and home made burrito breakfast in the airport, the 19 of us found ourselves in the dry heat of Guadalajara. We were in the middle of Mexico’s west.
It was the beginning of 2017 and the middle of a very grey winter in Brussels. It was the right time to make some changes. I pulled out a map of Spain, closed my eyes and blindly pointed my finger to an unknown location… When I opened my eyes I saw that Malaga is going to be a place where I am going to start an early summer.
It was the Semana Santa week in the South of Spain and the unusual 30 degrees for mid-April. The conditions were perfect to explore the beautiful white villages that are hiding in the mountains of Andalusia.
Semana Santa in Andalusia is a very special celebration. For locals it is a life long tradition, inviting to come back home to their own or their parents villages, meet their childhood friends, enjoy free afternoons and extra days-off. For people of faith, this week is a spiritual journey, taking through various stages of excruciation and revival. And for the rest, it is a street spectacle and an opportunity to join the famous Spanish street fiesta.
It was the middle of August and we found ourselves in the old city of Jerusalem. The historic importance of this place just blew my mind. The four quarters, the mixture of traditions, stories, lives… It is a cradle of our civilization and the axe of the world!