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One year ago, when i was at the Tango City HI in lovely Buenos Aires, there was this gorgeous blonde girl… Read More »


What is the value of memory? The things we experience keep living with us in our memories? Do the things that we live have value and importance even if we can’t remember them? Can we ever forfeit an experience we had — and can we ever remember what was with even a small fraction of the vividness the moment had?

Fearing and desiring both the yeses and the noes to all those questions, i put forward some memories, i try to embody into words the fleeting moments of my big trip of 2009, my journey through south-south america. Read More »

I met a girl called Amanda Oldring, and she wrote me something in my travelbook that i have been reading and rereading over and over again. So i thought maybe others could like it too. I asked for permission, and she never answered, so maybe in a few days that will disappear, but then again there is always Google’s cache. Consider this the first “guest post” in this blog!

The hardest cages to unlock are the ones we build inside ourselves. Freedom is the route achieved by sacrificing security, and can only be hard-won within the self. The key to escape entrapment, then, is enpowerment, the key to isolation is genuine connection. When we know ourselves, and love ourselves, we experience freedom in moments, despite wordly ties. In these moments, we cast a circle that draws others into us — and through this we achieve connection.

Love — Breath — Connect — Grow — Accept

with all in life.

Leaving Lima, you can already see the dunes, so i began to feel like i was getting there. There was a house being eaten by the dunes. In Huacachina, i saw the open bled for the first time. The hostel manager tells me it goes for 40 Km. Even though this place was really touristy, it was a lot of fun going through the dunes, mostly because the driver was very funny (but Canoa Quebrada’s ride is a lot more wild).

But then i came to Nasca. And here… Well, here they don’t even have slanted rooftops. I love it. I do. Read More »