motorcycle diaries

We would go back to sleep as soon as the sun went down. The yurt has no electricity. She uses power banks, which she recharges whenever she finds a place with power, along with a few small solar panels. Heating comes from a wood stove, and cooking is done with gas.

To the southest part of Europe.

Suddenly it started to get cloudy with thick clouds engulfing the island and in much less time the first showers came where they turned into

Everything was going well until the asphalt ran out and I faced the roughest and most dangerous road I have ever encountered on a motorcycle

Overnight with the jackals and the fairies of the most magical waterfall.

Palm trees, reeds, poplars and the crystal clear waters create an exotic landscape that is more reminiscent of tropical countries than...

He led me there, pushed aside the branches revealing the hidden entrance which led to an elevated point, a natural balcony or rather a natur

What do you do when the place you are going to sleep is full of spiders or when you hear thunder in the heart of a deserted forest?

You become one with the universe, you understand that you are part of it and not something separate. You return or rather embrace the point