Itâ€™s only after you search within yourself and your traveling that you can find, if itâ€™s what you need to find, the true place of your origin. When you arrive in a site and feel a strong sense of affinity with the air, the climate, the music, the way people walk in the street, you can be sure itâ€™s probably where “home” is.
They say in Brazil, God is Brazilian, but trust me Allah knew what he was doing when he created Andalusia and its Arab Baths.
This small hotel, in heart of the old Barrio of Santa Cruz, near the Alamedas de las Cruzes, the magnificent Catedral, the Iglesia Santa Maria La Blanca and San Bartolome, lays in a street called La Juderia the old Jewish Quarter, at a time where Jews, Muslims and Christians all lived in Seville with no major difficulties.
This post is dedicated to my new friend Zeâ€™ev Lavie, for being so adorable in taking his time to show me around day and night until dawn in the hidden and secret places of his beloved city of Tel Aviv.
Although it is dwarfed both by the Jordanian Desert and the Sinai Desert, the Negev desert is a relatively small area with a great deal to offer particularly to first time desert travelers, steeped in history and home to a host of geological wonders.
The day I met Tonino Cacace, was a few weeks before my recent arrival at the hotel. Like a Greek god coming down from Olympus, he had someone call me in to introduce himself so that luckily, I could pay him my respects gracefully with an absolute stunning interview.
Flamenco icon and world-renowned dancer, Soledad Barrio drove me mad when she danced at my feet during her New York performance Noche Flamenca.
Ze’ev says that we were all born with a blue aura and that over time, through our life actions, mental activities and emotions, the aura gets abused by different kinds of negative and heavy energies, including the one that in Mediterranean countries is called the evil eye.