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  • Vegetable garden in Pastrana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Wheat near Casasana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Landscape. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Entrepenas reservoir. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Taracena. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Pastrana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Tajuna river. Brihuega. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Pareja. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Casasana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Brihuega. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Santiago church. Cifuentes. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Brihuega. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Hostel in Sacedon. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Torija castle. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Shepherd in Casasana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Cifuentes. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Cifuentes. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Paris church in La Puerta. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Moranchel. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Corcoles. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Cifuentes. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Trillo. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Brihuega. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Hostel in La Puerta. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Cifuentes. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Tajo river in Trillo. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Tetas de Viana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Bar. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Budia. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Old woman in Pastrana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Pastrana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Ecce Homo from 1674 by Pedro de Mena. San Pedro church in Budia. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Budia. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Colegiata church in Pastrana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Duron. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Francisco Ranera, poet, in Casa Seco bar in Pastrana. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Old Parador in Torija. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Wine cellar in Gargoles de Abajo. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Paris church in La Puerta. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Trillo. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Man in La Puerta. Alcarria area. Guadalajara province. Castile - La Mancha. Spain.<br />
2011 will be the 65th anniversary of Viaje a la Alcarria (Journey to the Alcarria). In the summer of 1946, seven years after the end of the Spanish Civil War, Camilo José Cela set out on foot to discover the heart of Spain. He chose Alcarria northeast of Madrid, because he believed that the region - peasant, simple, rustic - would suit his purposes: it was a place where nothing ever happened; it was a place remarkable for its Spanishness. This is travel writing at its best - picaresque in the tradition of Cervantes, elegiac, evoking a Spain that has almost ceased to exist. Regarded as his greatest book of non-fiction, Journey to the Alcarria should help establish why Cela, at the end of 1989, surprised an English-language readership unfamiliar with his work by receiving the Nobel Prize for Literature.
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  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants.JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (18).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (13).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (10).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (9).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (21).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (20).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (19).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (17).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (16).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (15).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (14).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (11).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (12).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (8).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (6).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (7).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (4).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (3).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (2).JPG
  • Daily life in Idomeni refugee camp on the border between Greece with Macedonia.<br />
Between eleven thousand and thirteen thousand refugees are blocked in these borders. They are waiting to cross Macedonia and  their  goal is to reach Germany.  It's estimated that 30 percent are children and women traveling alone.
    Guadano_Idomeni migrants (1).JPG
  • Aeneas, a Trojan hero described in the greek mythology, wanders in the Mediterranean after escaping from the Greeks, till he reachs Italy.<br />
In Book VI of the Aeneid, Virgil writes that Aeneas, after leaving Sicily, reaches Cuma where he finds Sibyl, a priestess whith the ability to conect with the world of the Dead. At this point the hero expresses the desire to speak one last time to his father and ask him for advice on the journey...
    A timeless Journey_02.jpg
  • Aeneas, a Trojan hero described in the greek mythology, wanders in the Mediterranean after escaping from the Greeks, till he reachs Italy.<br />
In Book VI of the Aeneid, Virgil writes that Aeneas, after leaving Sicily, reaches Cuma where he finds Sibyl, a priestess whith the ability to conect with the world of the Dead. At this point the hero expresses the desire to speak one last time to his father and ask him for advice on the journey...
    A timeless Journey_06.jpg
  • Aeneas, a Trojan hero described in the greek mythology, wanders in the Mediterranean after escaping from the Greeks, till he reachs Italy.<br />
In Book VI of the Aeneid, Virgil writes that Aeneas, after leaving Sicily, reaches Cuma where he finds Sibyl, a priestess whith the ability to conect with the world of the Dead. At this point the hero expresses the desire to speak one last time to his father and ask him for advice on the journey...
    A timeless Journey_04.jpg
  • Aeneas, a Trojan hero described in the greek mythology, wanders in the Mediterranean after escaping from the Greeks, till he reachs Italy.<br />
In Book VI of the Aeneid, Virgil writes that Aeneas, after leaving Sicily, reaches Cuma where he finds Sibyl, a priestess whith the ability to conect with the world of the Dead. At this point the hero expresses the desire to speak one last time to his father and ask him for advice on the journey...
    A timeless Journey_01.jpg
  • Aeneas, a Trojan hero described in the greek mythology, wanders in the Mediterranean after escaping from the Greeks, till he reachs Italy.<br />
In Book VI of the Aeneid, Virgil writes that Aeneas, after leaving Sicily, reaches Cuma where he finds Sibyl, a priestess whith the ability to conect with the world of the Dead. At this point the hero expresses the desire to speak one last time to his father and ask him for advice on the journey...
    A timeless Journey_05.jpg
  • Aeneas, a Trojan hero described in the greek mythology, wanders in the Mediterranean after escaping from the Greeks, till he reachs Italy.<br />
In Book VI of the Aeneid, Virgil writes that Aeneas, after leaving Sicily, reaches Cuma where he finds Sibyl, a priestess whith the ability to conect with the world of the Dead. At this point the hero expresses the desire to speak one last time to his father and ask him for advice on the journey...
    A timeless Journey_03.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
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  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022487.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Tua River.
    h_00022486.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022482.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022484.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022483.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Tua River.
    h_00022481.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic).
    h_00022479.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022480.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Tâmega river.
    h_00022477.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic).
    h_00022478.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic).
    h_00022476.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022474.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022472.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022471.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic).
    h_00022470.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Tua River.
    h_00022468.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022467.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic).
    h_00022465.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022463.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022460.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Tua River.
    h_00022459.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Tâmega river.
    h_00022455.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022453.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Tâmega river.
    h_00022454.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022452.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022450.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022449.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Douro River.
    h_00022485.jpg
  • DUR DURIS<br />
<br />
That day, the youngest of three brothers was the last to wake up. It was called Douro and awoke with a start, from a sleep that only do the rivers and, to date, only legends could witness. While the brothers Tejo and Guadiana, could quietly stream down the mountain, choosing softer land and plains, the Douro had to face the hard way, through the rocky canyons of northern Portugal.<br />
Today, these images take the same stony path, perhaps to prevent that the river falls asleep. The construction of large dams tamed the course of the Douro, but in the riverbanks, the legend continues to endure with the eternal confrontation and dialogue that carved the rock, the mountain and the man.<br />
Distant from the route of the river cruises where the water is just one more road, flat, between floodgates. I preferred to embark on a counter-current journey along the Douro and its tributaries (Támega, and Corgo).<br />
<br />
 Still life or artificial construction that with time became simple artifice. A journey in search of the humans transformed by the rock and a landscape petrified by the absence of local people.<br />
The course of the river is the only thread of this route without a guide, where the mirror-like waters may be merely a reflection of its inhabitants. Waking up late but waking up on time to track down this river that carved rocks and dilutes people in hard (Duris in Latin) water (Dur in Celtic). <br />
<br />
Tua River.
    h_00022475.jpg
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