The Pyramids
One of the Seven Wonders of the World… someone wrote that, on some forgotten day in the Ancient world. Now, before me, Cheops, Khafre,
The legend of Abu Simbel
3:30 a.m. The alarm goes off in Aswan. We’re all curled up, silent, puffy-eyed, biting croissants in the riverboat lobby. The Greeks are, as
The Old Cataract Hotel – Aswan
It is a sultry, hot day, the south wind is not blowing, and so the dream of our excursion on a felucca around Elephantine Island also
Deep in Nubia: Feats and Sacrifices on the Aswan Dam
It is 4am, we dock in Aswan, jolted awake by the roaring engine of our motorboat. Aswan the indolent, the ‘best city in Egypt’..
Docking at Nile’s villages – Edfu, Esna, Kom Ombo
It is ten o’clock in the evening, we are waiting to tie up with the other motorboats and dock at Kom Ombo. A cloud
On the Nile – Luxor and Karnak
Every day five o’clock tea is served on the deck, here in the Nile motor ship. Greeks chat until evening time, Italians sunbathe in
Potlaç, Turkish edition
This is the story of a guy I can now call a friend. It is a story that began for a work purpose, which
Çay, cigarettes and kahve
[continues from “Ankara, the capital of Turkey”] R picks me up after a long delay. Every now and then I wonder if I am
Ankara, the capital of Turkey
“YYYesss..just some yoghurt will be ok..believe me. All right! I will also try a biscuit, thank you. Please, yes, more coffee, I promise it
Autumn night in Ankara
Una distesa arida e secca, sembra una piana lunare Ankara, la capitale di Turchia, mentre atterro nel buio di novembre. A dry, arid expanse,
In the recondite nest of Montenegro
I am on the Boka Kotorska Bay, on top of a steep rise that allows me to dominate it while noticing its various inlets,
The Valley of Khalil Gibran
Pity for the nation full of belief but empty of religion Pity the nation that wears clothes it has not woven, eats bread it