They return as lightning images from those days, snippets of Adventure, landscapes of the world. I try to build the wall of sensations, but it is impossible to order the chaos of a two-year journey, because the heart is not made to hold so many emotions.
Time passed and my memory begins to mix cathedrals and elephants, jungles and mosques, precipices and sunrises. It conclusive away from happiness, to avoid nostalgia and new paths, but sometimes, no remedy, I approach their dream prints and perpetual winters, with the giant trees, with men of the desert, peace with the road.
Summarize around the world is an illusion. I prefer to be seduced by their disorder and put music to my joy.
Summarize around the world is an illusion. I prefer to be seduced by their disorder and put music to my joy. Today I want to be a spectator, forget my own presence and see the world as a wonderful showcase. We only buy experiences, We are merchants of images and witness what is around forever. It is the way that offers us the opportunity to be traveled, the letter, with the freedom that offers a 360 ° compass.
And so, Europe offers a range of places, because this continent have to walk it by cobbled streets, looking up, their facades that we are telling the story of the men.
In Asia everything is infinite, as its deserts and bottomless lakes. No more beautiful solitude of the steppes of Mongolia. In the confines of Kamchatka volcanoes and find their ice roads in the mist and immediately dove into the sea of ??lights at night Korea.
No more beautiful solitude of the steppes of Mongolia.
America has it all, from the beaches of Alaska violent southern glaciers. It is a continent visceral, alternating canyons without restraint, ridges, Mayan temples, skyscraper, mazes of jungle and Caribbean truce. Give the vertigo of Canaima in Venezuela and Mexican tequila street. Talk of the contrasts would be an understatement. America aspires to be the world.
Africa is impossible, maybe because it's from another time, of an era in which there were domesticated landscapes. In its rivers and hippos live along its banks and still rising pyramids Maasai dance between acacia thorn close.
And to Antarctica there. We were privileged to tread its islands snow, their elephant seals and penguins, to remember that the Earth continues south south a world map.
Africa is impossible, maybe because it's from another time, of an era in which there were domesticated landscapes
The madness can not be explained and the world is meaningless if it is told in three minutes, but I looked tempting, at least, try.
“On top of the world” is the title of the song that accompanies the video in this article. Perhaps I feel this way, "On top of the world", by the fact of having portrayed. Today I surfeit of images that can not be digested, I have not much control, I confess. I filled landscapes and get drunk of rivers and seas. I sit poorly, I know, but I remember that I'm alive.
And when the nap invent different destinations. I have already prepared the luggage and I can almost smell the sea. We leave Oceania, I, and almost get glimpse Pacific Islander. And I fall asleep thinking of places that I know of, yet.
