As happened before the suggestion of other travellers and locals met on the way resulted in beautiful surprises: the small coastal town of Paraty in the state or Rio de Janeiro, Brazil is one of them! A night bus from Sao Paulo drops me in the tiny bus station (“Rodoviaria”) of Paraty in the middle of […]
Argentina goes Green!
Slow Down!Slow down even more… I’ve been a “running”, almost hectic person in Life, trying to achieve and do as much as I could.Day after day, the Wave of Destiny is showing me another way of living at a slower peace: enjoying the moment I’m living in, being free to stay longer in a place I like or with a new friend met on the way. Forgetting airplanes and travelling by bus or even better waiting on the side of the road to get a ride from someone like me, who likes to share and meet new people
Vipassana meditation: what to expect from these 10 days of silence?
Here we are again.. Since my last post when leaving El Bolson and its friends almost a month has passed. Many places and experiences, but one in particular went deep inside me: 10 days retreat to learn Vipassana meditation technique, the same discovered by Buddha over 2500 year ago! The course is starting in a week time near Cordoba, over 1800 Kms drive from El Bolson, but before closing myself in complete silence I have time to visit San Carlos de Bariloche with its mountains and the
I stop here in El Bolson!
“El Bolson te atrapa!” (El Bolson gets you!)It is probably the phrase I heard the most in the last month.. Climbing is one of my passions and thanks to this sport I met incredible friends. One of them apparently moved back from Milano to his home country and town: El Bolson, Argentina. Destiny wants that this little charming town protected by the mountains is on my route North. Fabio and Yen are still travelling with me when we jump off the bus in the centre of El Bolson and receive the best
The Best Carnival and Waterfalls on Earth!
Rio de Janeiro Carnival ! As I land in Rio de Janeiro’s the vibe and energy of the Brazilian carnival is all around me. Streets full of people dresses up with any kind of costume from the professional colourful dresses of the Sambódromo parade to last minute make up, the same I will try to do for the next 4 days. I catch up with Nora, a very good friend of mine since the time of my Erasmus in Spain 12 years ago, and after 40 minutes of taxi for 3 km around blocked roads we finally reach home.