As I told you earlier when I wrote that self-promoting post about the second birthday of Al Fresco, here’s the first travel post. Two months ago we went to San Pedro de Atacama and we learnt a few things that we wished we had known before planning our trip. I’m giving you a few tips and clues today. They have nothing to do with the usual what to see in Atacama that you can find anywhere in Google.
We’ve been on holiday. What has that to do with this blog? Well, I’d say it’s half relevant content, half off-topic because, among other places in northern Spain, we’ve been to the Asturian part of the Picos de Europa, one of the fifteen National Parks of the country. And, OK, you can also guess that this is a cheap excuse for not writing for a few weeks…
It wasn’t until I was 16 when I discovered what I wanted to do in my life. It was then when mountains as elder as time crushed me until I realized where was my place in the world. It was like a deafening noise that couldn’t be heard with the ear, but with the soul, whatever that would be. Since then I come back to Nature, to mountains, trees, rocks, forests, storms or the night sky as if it were a drug, to re-awaken that fleeting sensation of being no more than a small, disposable part of something magnificent.