Author: Arnaldo Pellini
Sulle tracce di Antonio Tabucchi
Erano anni che non leggevo un libro di Tabucchi. Troppi anni, forse. Oggi ero in barca verso l’isola di Apo per fare delle immersioni. Ho aperto un libro di Tabucchi che ho comprato l’ultima volta che sono stato in Italia. Mi aveva attratto il titolo: Viaggi e altri Viaggi; ma soprattutto una frase nella nota d’introduzione: ‘Ma, a conti fatti, ho viaggiato molto, lo ammetto; ho visitato e ho vissuto in molti altrove. E lo sento […]
The Boss eulogy for his lifetime friend Clarence Clemons
This is a slightly revised version of the eulogy I delivered for Clarence at his memorial. I’d like to thank all our fans and friends who have comforted us over the past difficult weeks.FOR THE BIG MAN I’ve been sitting here listening to everyone talk about Clarence and staring at that photo of the two of us right there. It’s a picture of Scooter and The Big Man, people who we were sometimes. As you […]
My picture just published
My picture on the front cover. http://vietnam-briefing.com/
A hug in Manila
‘Terminal 1’, I say to the taxi driver. ‘300 Pesos, sir’, the driver says with a tired look. I put my bags in the boot and leave the Pension Natividad in Malate (Manila). While I was here it has been raining and I thought they were the last hic-ups of the typhoon that reached the Philippines earlier this week. Wed rive long the sea but soon have to stop. The usual traffic jam. We queue. […]
Justin night in Hong Kong.
Transfer in Hong Kong. I walk towards T2 and take the train to the Asia Expo from where I can walk to The Marriott Hotel. It is ten in the evening and the Expo should be quiet, but there is excitement in the air. A group of 14 or 15 years girls pass me running. It is Justin night here in Hong Kong. Bieber is playing, or rather singing, in the main auditorium. I pass […]
Italian sunset and Proust
Saturday evening. The sun is slowly setting on the fields at the outskirts of my hometown. There is a warm yellow light at the horizon. The same colour and light in spring as well as autumn as if the season would be unsure as to which direction to take. I stay at a friend place just outside the old centre. It is quiet here and I can hear men talking outside the bar down the […]
Lambeth South, Costa Café
it 7:20. The blue sky is covered by clouds tjis morning. The Costa Coffee has opened just 20 minutes ago. I am one of the first customers. Two men and a woman work here, dressed in modern-coffee-place-style uniforms. The two men speak a language I do not know. We are all foreigners in this place. The woman has black hairs with some red dye in it. I sit at the table I have been sitting […]
Sunday run in London
To run or not to run. It is Sunday morning. Blue sky outside the windows of the hotel. Just before 8. Ok, run. I take the running shoes, running clothes, my heartbeat monitoring, the GPS watch which will draw a path on a Google Map later on. The first few metres are chilly. The legs feel the cold. The lungs hurt a bit. It will get better in few minutes. I reach the Tower Bridge, […]