Merida. El Mundo Maya

Pedro is a student of Universidad Autónoma de Yucatán in the faculty of humanities. He came to Merida from the south drawn here by city’s international nature. He is especially fascinated by history of Mexico with special focus on Maya culture. He slowly builds our interest passionately explaining the facts behind the famous landmarks around red hot square of Plaza Grande. Using proficient English he … Continue reading Merida. El Mundo Maya

Merida. Man of Corn / Człowiek z kukurydzy

A sea, waving in silence under a night sky existed from the world’s beginning. This world however was dark and empty. It was not to the gods liking, while they wished for their names to be forever remembered. This is why they created the earth, followed by mountain ranges and riverbeds. When the creation was ready, they brought over animals. Birds appeared on the skies, … Continue reading Merida. Man of Corn / Człowiek z kukurydzy

Chichén Itzá. In a Shadow of Feathered Serpent / W cieniu pierzastego węża.

Though main gate is still closed, there are queues gathering already on a small square in front of the entrance to an ancient Mayan city. First bus will come within minutes, then another, until the population of Chichén Itzá reaches the one from before over a thousand years.We rush to be one of the first ones to enter and have if only a short moment … Continue reading Chichén Itzá. In a Shadow of Feathered Serpent / W cieniu pierzastego węża.

Valladolid. Carnival Queen / Królowa karnawału

A crowd fills up the space around the Fransisco Cantón Rosado square. Municipal town hall cloisters which tower over it, play a role of a loge seating. Yet still the best view is from the first row. Since noon one could already see people placing their chairs, stools and beer crates (mainly from the local favorite beer Sol) here. Kids do not need to rush, … Continue reading Valladolid. Carnival Queen / Królowa karnawału

Zalipie. Paint Me a Meadow / Namaluj mi łąkę

A thick smoke filled the room. It eddied along its walls lazily floating towards the attic where it could find a way out through the roof. A woman got up, opened wide cottage’s only window, coughed silently and again slowly walked towards the stove. There, in its lovely heat, on a bench, nestled in a straw covered old coat lied a big black cat. Also … Continue reading Zalipie. Paint Me a Meadow / Namaluj mi łąkę

Marrakech. A Day in the Imperial City / Dzień w królewskim mieście

The name Marrakech is most likely derived from the Berber words “amur” and “akush” which literally mean “The Land of God”. Is there anyone who hasn’t heard of the Red City? In 1062 it lured the Almoravid dynasty who left here numerous mosques, madrases as well as the famous red walls. Nowadays Marrakech continuous to lure millions of visitors from around the world each year, … Continue reading Marrakech. A Day in the Imperial City / Dzień w królewskim mieście

Telouet. Kasbah at the End of the World / Kasba na końcu świata

Our car drives with a fascinating speed of 15km per hour, leaving clouds of dust behind. There is no regular road leading towards Telouet. It looks more like a rally route or a badly prepared bike path. We are not entirely convinced whether we have made a good choice, but either way, the road is not at all suitable for turning around. Our guidebook did … Continue reading Telouet. Kasbah at the End of the World / Kasba na końcu świata

Atlas Studios. The Biggest Film Studios in the World / Największe studio filmowe na świecie

Widziałem dzisiaj niewolnika, który stał się potężniejszy od Cesarza Rzymu There is nothing about Hassan that makes him look like a common guide. In his dark Ray-Bans he reminds me more of a fighter pilot, an Arabic version of Tom Cruise from Top Gun. Before we know it, he could leave us, sit in the cabin of his F-16 and fly away to fight ISIS … Continue reading Atlas Studios. The Biggest Film Studios in the World / Największe studio filmowe na świecie

Fez. Tanneries, a Smelly Business / Garbarnie, śmierdzący interes

There is absolutely nothing that could prepare you for the stench coming from the tanneries in Fez. Neither will the leaf of fresh mint that’s slipped in front of your nose by the ironically smiling guides. At times, it feels like the only way of effectively dealing with the smell is to… stop breathing. An additional side effect of the visit is lack of appetite which … Continue reading Fez. Tanneries, a Smelly Business / Garbarnie, śmierdzący interes