{Kodak Moment}
To get to the North Cape you will drive along the E69, a beautiful and super scenic road, probably the most amazing road to drive in winter time. It takes you to another planet!
In the last stretch of the road you need to go through some tunnels with different lenghts, but the interesting fact is that some of them are also equipped with automatic doors that open up thanks to electronic sensors detecting your car approaching.
Ok.
This is a smart idea to keep the tunnels clean as with such strong winds the snow would clutter them.
BE CAREFUL THOUGH.
If it snows hard, as you approach the tunnel entrance, you may NOT notice the traffic light indicating that you need to stop/drive carefully but neither the white door in front of you
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This is to say that by a miracle I did not hit the door while entering one of the tunnels, and secondly please pay attention, if you really care so much to get to the North Cape to take your well deserved selfie 😅
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In the other pictures of this gallery, you’ll see how it looks the automatic door when getting out from the tunnel, while the last picture I took it on the drive back from the North Cape where I could witness what happen when someone does not notice the tunnel door 😱
#alright
“Maybe it's madness, maybe it's about dealing with a vision, with something completely new and unknown, maybe it's a waste of time, yet I'm convinced that the road is already traced, we just have to dare to recognize it and follow it.
I wonder if you also guys reading me have yourself a “crazy” vision of life. And I'm not talking about impossible climbs, I'm talking about something new that you are planning, a project in which people around you do not agree much with or they are simply struggling to understand. Maybe you too had a vision that will be real in the future. I hope you won’t give up”
#DanieleNardi January 21st 2019
www.danielenardi.org/2019/01/mummerypost-11-the-journal
Since I was a child I have always been enchanted by the mountains, although I was born by the sea, as I was born in the Eternal City, which yes it is located on the legendary 7 hills but still not exactly immerse in a mountain context. Thanks to my father love for mountaineering and climbing, which he passed on to my whole family, I met mountains, I got to learn about mountaineering, having the chance to spend summers and winters in the Dolomites for our holidays.
I am not a mountaineer, but I am definitely a mountain lover, I am inexplicably attracted by this natural element, towards which I feel an ancestral call, to which I have always attributed many meanings and through which I have pushed myself into many reflections and cogitation.
As a teenager, I had already read many books by Bonatti, Messner and Cassin, almost mythological figures to me, at the time while at the high school I was learning the Greek mythology, on the other hand I was actually choosing my heroes, I found them in mountaineers, in some specific mountaineers. I was feeding my imagination with their stories, and each time I faced and stood in front of any peak or on top of them, I could not help but be fascinated, entering a loop of symbols, thoughts and meanings about life.
I've been lucky enough over the last 10 years, to discover a young, talented, lesser known yet very important person for the Italian and world mountaineering environment that is #DanieleNardi. Daniele is just a bit older than me, he pulled at the heartstrings from the very beginning. He took mountaineering to another level for me. It turned it into something more real and authentic and not mythological, and the fact that he was born and raised not far from Rome, in the heart of the Pontine plain, in Central Italy, well I have to say this made me even more curious about his incredible passion and love for the mountains. High mountains.
I constantly perceived him as a mountaineer “next door”, though I could feel his fire and desire to push boundaries of his knowledge and to explore the unknown to get to know more about himself. A rare personality.
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{Street poetry in the suburbs}
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“sometimes running away is necessary to get away from this daily violence, from a destiny that’s been witten and the fear of not being able to change it. When your dreams stuck in the sky, here where the suns burns our souls yet doesn’t light the way, running away is necessary or you risk dying immerse in grayness. Beyond life and death, hope and desperation, let’s climb the way and enjoy the view”
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When I first saw this wall I had goosebumps, the wall is yelling, so much energy, it tells me a story about strength and courage. And when I then realized it was the first large scale mural ever made by @mosa.one I felt overwhelmed 👏🏻 👏🏻 just brilliant!
So strong, yet so gentle.
The mural features a child climbing up a grey wall to enter a colourful maze of symbols and patterns some calligraffiti recalling his Arabic roots.
It reminded me a bit of @seth_globepainter mural in Tormarancia, Rome made in 2015, where there’s a child climbing up a ladder and peeping into a blue sky vortex.
But Mosa One style is unique as well! If you take a look at his works you immediately realize his talent and trademark!
The quoted words at the beginning of the post are taken from short music video realized during the making of the wall by @yosifkeshk and @noesis_production make sure you see it! Keep up the good work guys 🙌🏻
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Voglio spendere l’intera giornata per le strade di Rio de Janeiro e voglio che sia lenta, ma densa. E’ domenica, la giornata migliore per farlo. A Rio di domenica si respira un’aria diversa, di festa, e la città ha molto da offrire, dal lungomare che viene chiuso al traffico, fino ai tanti bei mercati colorati, dal food all’artigianato.
A pochi passi dalle conosciutissime Piazza Farnese e Campo De Fiori, si cela uno di quei luoghi indimenticabili, uno degli innumerevoli tesori nascosti di Roma, che ho avuto la fortuna di visitare e di cui mi sono innamorata. E’ il bellissimo Palazzo Spada.
Nell’elegante parco di Villa Torlonia, uno dei più frequentati dai romani, ma non così noto a chi viene in visita a Roma, è possibile addentrarsi in un luogo blindatissimo e sotterraneo, che offre uno spunto per ripassare un po’ di storia e fare un viaggio indietro nel tempo, è il Bunker di Mussolini.
Finalmente Bari! La pescosa, come la definì Orazio – che sebbene sia una delle città del sud meno avvezze al turismo, custodisce succulenti angoli da scoprire…su tutti, il centro storico: sì, lei Bari Vecchia!
