I’m on the way to Washington from New York by train.  You may be wondering what I’m doing over here?  Edurne in the big cities?  Well, I’m over in the big cities seeking opportunities which will enable me to go where I most like to be, where I feel most at ease, where I feel that my life belongs: the mountains.  But that’s not why I am writing.  I’m writing because life, on the other side of the world and far from the people that I love and who love me, has just dealt me a cruel blow.I’ve just received a phone call from Silvio Mondinelli.  Unfortunately he wasn’t calling to tell me about his latest mountaineering project.  He was calling to give me some bad news, some very bad news:  “Mario Merelli has gone.” That’s what he said.What?  “Mario has been involved in a mountaineering accident today and he is no longer with us” he replied.  I was unable to speak for a few seconds.  My mouth was dry and my heart began to pound.  I couldn’t believe it.  Not another friend, please.  No, no, no….I met Mario in the year 2000.  We went ...