“All that we see or seem is but a dream within a dream” (- Poe)
A prowl through the mystifying and playful El Siq canyon.
On guard! Bright and early, at the break of down..
To conquer the valleys and the suns: the mighty Al Khazneh Treasury
I walk across shadows and dust: Al Deyr Monastery.
to get to, what Kant called, the ever elusive point
- donkey ride, habibti? or camel? you want horse? aaaanything you want
- bring forth the magic carpets!
Murky bedouins. What a setting to call home..
a night full of discovering small and hidden beauties of the world
the concert, the candle lights, the laughter
esso que no olvidé, que no podré olvidar jamás
“I’m like a bad penny, I always turn up”