19 months, 558 days… 20 “countries” and 12 different time zones… 7 sailing boats, 19 flight connection, Tens of trains and countless buses… Plus a very special Rickshaw: Delilah! These are only some numbers recalling the incredible adventures of the Wave of Destiny I learned many things from meditation to open my heart to […]
Wave of destiny
Unless you want to relax for few days in a quiet small village, one day/two nights should be enough to explore the caves spread in the surrounding of Hpa-An. One option could be to join a guided tour, but if like me you prefer to explore at your peace without a strict plan I would […]
What an intense and fascinating city ! Two or three days should be enough for any tourist to explore the beautiful and chaotic labyrinth of the Marrakech Medina! It’s 5.30am when the Muezzin voice is diffused by powerful speakers all around the town to call all the muslim to the first pray of the day and […]
This is my new house for the coming two months… She is definitely the best boat I’ve been sailing with.. (so far) The Boat: It’s a 60 feet long (18 meters) designed by Roberto Starkel with a agile wooden hull covered with a layer of carbon The 23 meters mast is counterbalanced by a keel 3.5 […]
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 […]
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
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
“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
Three weeks driving day and night on a dusty road in Patagonia with limited access to a shower and having as home a crowded van was probably not enough!Addicted to this lifestyle and to Wicked Campers with Fabio and Yan we decide to give it another round and go even more South, up to where the road can bring us! And I mean it literally! Our new house is a three seater van with a big wolf painted on one side. I must admit it’s not the epic Mystery Machine, but the Wold has its charm and grit!
What a challenge to describe with few words the last three weeks spent in the Wilderness and Nature of Patagonia jumping from one adventure to the other! To share the feeling of Freedom given by explore new lands and people with two Wicked vans that became the home for me and other nine other amazing friends while driving South from Santiago de Chile to the “end of the World” (also called Punta Arenas). Ten travellers “from all around the World!”, as we soon get used to reply in chorus to all
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.