December 16, 2017 12:10 pm

WELCOME IN MYANMAR: Tale Travel, straddling the Tropic of Cancer

I am here. I am Marco, an Italian just returned from Burma, straddling the Tropic of Cancer. Benches meeting offers me the opportunity to travel a short reviews and comments, and I will offer it. In fact, in my experience as a traveler, this time I came home with two distinct experiences: a material (the memory of the Irrawaddy River ...

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WE HAD NOT SEEN EACH OTHER FOR MANY YEARS: I made a very quick search on the internet about the precautions to be taken every time I opened a possible pathogenic window on the past

……………………… We had not seen each other for many years, even though we knew about each other, because the town had grown impetuously but remained at a size where word got around, such as those that spoke of my recent separation which obviously had not gone unnoticed. << Although you unrecognizable in a sterile mask and gloves, I seem to ...

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TRAVEL IN ITALY, February 8, 1424: Cristoforo Landino, Italian humanist and writer, was born in Florence

MARSILIO FICINO: “The mutual love, raising the dangers, causes security by removing the dissent, creates harmony; and disgusting misery, he induces happiness. Where there is mutual love and betrayal are pitfalls,  there are things common, and are banished disputes and theft, murder and war. This tranquility was established by mutual love, not only in animals, but thanks be to God in ...

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ALBI, SISTERNON, ORTURANO AND THE LAKE GARDA: Waiting for a woman to start, again

We always welcome the stories journey of our readers, but today we have hesitated, reading the latest editorial contribution offered us by a French guy Jean Paul. Indeed, the story of his trip was eye-catching, but the content too personal. This is what we had written – email – thanking him, but declaring our embarrassment to the publication. Jean Paul ...

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ALL THAT REMAINS OF THE ANCIENT CASTLE: From the large terrace made out of the ancient tower, we let ourselves go to the splendor of its horizons

………………………………… The schedule of the Library Federiciana allows me four and a half hours of consultation. Today is a strange spring day, with no wind and lots of threatening clouds, that have for a week now, dumped onto the old Tower of Carignano more water than can be remembered by the inhabitants of the village, where a few dozen families ...

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CHAGALL, A DISTANT LIGHT: Source unquenchable of love suspended in the delicacy of the nuances, wrapped in sinuous forms

“How beautiful you are, my friend, you are beautiful! Your eyes are doves, behind your veil. Your hair is a flock of goats, that descend from the slopes of Gilead.” Moishe Segal, Mark Zacharovič Šagalov, Marc Chagall. Three identity for a jew Russian born in a summer of 1887, a human naturalizzatosi and died French, in the spring of 1985. ...

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INVITATION TO DANCE CARNIVAL: Venice, enters a timeless dream

At eight o’clock in the evening of 14 February, all the people who contributed to the realization of a dream, will be happy for the success of their work. In Venice, in the halls of Palazzo Pisani Moretta, parade the clothes of four centuries ago, those magic tailoring sew again – with delicate craftsmanship love – for all who want ...

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TO KILL A MOCKINGBIRD: Never forget the water

To Kill a Mockingbird. This is the title of a book – 40 million copies sold, in many languages – the only book written by Mrs. Nelle, more than half a century ago. Everybody knows her as Harper Lee, the mild and glossy American lady of 89 years of age, who has written for all of us the story of ...

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