THE DESOLATED LAND

Next day I was so tired that I decided to stay one more day at the lodge. This lodge is managed by a wonderful Italian couple S.&F and they also managed a school close by. They cook really good Italian food and it is everything homemade. From the lodge you can see...

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HEAD OUT OF THE CLOUDS

I arrived in Blantyre at 7am ish. The city was already awake. As usual taxi drivers and vendors tried to sell me something. I always try to look confident and walk straight out of the bus station. If you look a little lost or new to the place is the end. I started to...

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THE LAKE OCEAN

The car taxi are probably the most uncomfortable next to the minibus. We are fitted in about 10 people in a car that can take just 5. The boot is just another place to fit people. After arriving in Karonga which is the first ‘town’ in the north after crossing the...

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I HAVE A HUSBAND

Before crossing the border to Malawi I thought it was a good idea to stop by Matema. A tiny village in the middle of nowhere towards the Malawian border. There is literally one road and is located nearby this phenomenal mountains lying on Lake Malawi. I would consider...

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IT TAKES ONE TO KNOW ONE

It has been a while since I last wrote my blog. A lot of good and bad things happened. I needed time to heal and to get back into myself. I got off the radar in order to have the necessary time to forgive myself. I made many mistakes lately. I just didn’t know how to...

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KAMPALA I LOVE YOU

As always I had problem at the border. This not the first time that happens! Is it my hair? or my passport? or the way I breath or walk? “Your passport expires today”, the Ugandan officer said. “Yes I know. I was told from the Kisumu immigration office that my visa...

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THE MONKEY ROCK (NANDI ROCK)

After Mfangano Island I got back to kisumu just for a few days. I wanted to go hiking in the Monkey rock.  It was a quite challenging hiking as it is a fairly small mountain but its full of rocks and so more difficult to hick. Two days before crossing the border I...

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ARE YOU A REAL MZUNGO?

I was waiting this moment for the last 3 months. I wanted to leave Nairobi so badly that I couldn’t get hold of myself. I worked so much for the community, the skatepark and the children that I was just incredibly tired and wanted just to go off traveling as my trip...

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NAIROBI GOODBYE

Nairobi life was incredibly intense. We finally managed to finish to paint the skatepark (800 m2 ). It took 3 months  and a lot of drive and determination to complete it . We had to fix the park with cement before we could even think to paint it. The children’s home...

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The Baikal lake.

This is an extract of an old diary (over 6 years ago now). This is who I was and what also brought me to who I am now. I thought very carefully if to make it public was the right choice. I never thought I would have an opportunity to do so.  Everyone suffered for...

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A paradise inside the hell.

Organising my thoughts is the hardest thing. Writing them almost impossible. Procrastination seems a good way to survive my mental struggles. I get at the end of the day that I have no energy to deal with thoughts. I hate my thoughts. Sometimes they are too...

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BEFORE AFRICA

Before I even book the ticket to Kenya I was already been injected vaccines. At this point I realised that I had to move fast and to finally book the ticket.  I wanted  to go to Italy though, to one of my best friend in Turin for a quick visit and also wanted to catch...

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Why Africa

Since I can remember my biggest dream was always to travel across Africa. When I was a child I used to watch on the TV ‘Alle Falde del Kilimanjaro’. It was the only TV program I would watch (except that I used to watch a loads of cartoons too). It was all about...

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