Whenever I find myself growing grim about the mouth; whenever it is a damp, drizzly November in my soul; whenever I find myself involuntarily pausing before coffin warehouses, and bringing up the rear of every funeral I meet; and especially whenever my hypos get such an upper hand of me, that it requires a strong moral principle to prevent me from deliberately stepping into the street, and methodically knocking people’s hats off — then, I account it high time to get to sea as soon as I can. This is my substitute for pistol and ball. With a philosophical flourish Cato throws himself upon his sword; I quietly take to the ship.

(Herman Melville, Moby Dick)

Inizialmente avevo intitolato questa pagina “reportages”, ma poi mi è sembrato un po’ troppo pretenzioso. Qui trovate alcuni miei diari di viaggio e qualche articolo su luoghi che mi hanno particolarmente colpito.

Places I have been, and some mountaineering adventures. Almost all-italian, by now. A mark will be added where (when?) english text is available. Meanwhile… Try googletranslate:

– and enjoy the pictures.

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