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Many months have passed since I last posted on this blog.
Let’s start again.
Now I live in London. New city. New life. New job.
And this photo above, that’s my new home.
Some words need to be spent on these London riots.
I lived in London some years ago (by the way in Brixton), my girlfriend is living there right now and I’m planning to be back myself very soon. So, as you see, “this time is personal”.
Actually not a thousand pages would be enough to explain what’s happening and what my thoughts are - and many writers/bloggers/journalists have already written much better about it than I could ever do.
This time is not that easy as in the recent Oslo events. There is not a clearly visible right and wrong side; there is not a single person going mad or misinterpreting social situations. There is an entire generation and an entire social class going wild against everything and everyone.
As I said not a thousand pages would be enough to try to explain everything, so I just ask you some question.
A single person can go mad without any external responsibility; can thousands people do that at the same time?
Do we have to condemn all these looters assaulting private shops, attacking private people and even breaking in private houses? Hell yes!. Do we have to consider the all thing like a sad, isolated episode to be dealt by the police and move on? (“oh God, no!” it’s my call, if you ask me).
Do you really believe the umpteenth episode where a black guy get out dead from an encounter with the cops can cause all of that? I don’t know maybe more the sum of them?
And who’s the fault if these guys (and girls, and men, and women, let’s say that) instead of marching against the police of the palaces of power (the responsible of Duggan’s death, right?), have just tried to loot the most out of the situation stealing cell-phones, plasma TVs, branded clothes and so on?
Everyone was supporting the revolts in Tunisia, Egypt, (now in Syria)… How’s that different just because it’s happening near our homes menacing our precious stuff?
Well, even the questions are so many they can’t fit in this blog.
I have my answers, what are yours?
(I know the purpose of the blog is supposed to be slightly different, but I think, somehow, this talks about a world problem that everyone should be dealing with if interested in keeping traveling.)
They say Aeneas, the legendary progenitor of Rome kings, landed firstly in Italy at this narrow long bay on his way from the burning Troy in search for a new home.
Now Puglia, and especially Salento, is one the most amazing places of Italy where to spend your summertime.
Stunning sea and beaches, wonderful cities and villages and plenty of gigs all summer long.
Maybe, lately, some places are becoming too crowded, especially in august, but, if you don’t like it, you will always be able to find a quiet, peaceful spot to rest just few kilometres away from the packed beaches.
(And I’ll show you soon how quiet these villages can be).
This is Calabria, the instep of Italy’s boot and one of its most beautiful and unknown region.
Sadly the 'ndrangheta (local powerful mafia) is keeping away most of the tourists.
It’s not that it is really dangerous to walk through it for the common tourist (even if in that same beach a week after this photo was taken a man was shot dead by a mafia professional killer), it’s more that, due to the 'ndrangheta's reign of terror, the land is missing every kind of facilities and promotion and it is mentioned in the news just when some local politician or judge is murdered by the mafia, creating around it a very bad reputation.
Tropea is one of few places in this land to be quite touristic. The beach seems to be quite crowded but it’s nothing compared to the near beaches of Puglia. (Plus this picture was taken in mid-August that is supposed to be the most crowded period for Italy’s tourism).
Most of the people you see are locals or Calabrian emigrants back to their land to visit for the summertime. (Calabrians during the last century have emigrated away to northern Italy and to the rest of the world, so when you walk through a crowd you can even hear many accents and many languages, but very few of them are real tourists).
(If you’re asking, I don’t have any Calabrian origin, but I was there with and thanks to a friend whose parents were born and raised there before emigrating to northern Italy - and that’s another common way to visit the region.)
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Ok, this is a reblog. But it is exactly how I feel.
So, this is the first post.
This is a travel blog. You’ll find here travel-related texts, travel-related photos, and travel-related drawings - which you’ll find soon on sale in my Etsy Shop (check the right column in the homepage for news about it!).
I’ve traveled around Europe, North America and Asia since some years already, but I just managed to open my blog, so, for starting, I’ll show you some old trip of mine. In no particular order.
Hope you enjoy.
Let’s the journey begin.