The wind blowing on the rough skin of the Kalahari is full of sand, mystery and old stories.
A river is a circle of sensations, of lasting search, that the traveller soon learns to enjoy.
The oaks huddle the dawn and broaden the heart in the vast meadows of Castile.
The legend says that the tree of happiness patiently awaits the arrival of a confident and fearless traveler.
The locals say that the Sapitwa peak is unreachable, since there reside the spirits of the ancient inhabitants of the Mulanje.
The sea cradles the mysterious island of Alborán, whose shade protects a labyrinth of red coral.
Makes you feel better to look at the stars after a day’s journey.
The stones of the road adorn the path of life.
A yoruba tradition says that the mountain, oke, is the goddess who rules the movements of the Earth.
