passing by..

I was right - I did not sleep much.

I met a girl from Colombia and we had an interesting chat on the political situation in her country. She agrees with President Uribe's policies. A different point of view that I could not question as much as I wanted to. We soon landed in Italy and left our opposite opinions at the airport in Treviso. She was going to Venice and I was closer and closer to home.

My village.. the most beautiful place in the world... This picture was taken a year ago at the end of August. Colours and temperature are quite different now! Brown in all of its shades, yellow, orange, grey. Wet and cold. Still beautiful.