Leaving the warmth for the crisp, dry air of the southernmost city. A first breath of Patagonia at the literal end of the world, where the mountains touch the sea.
Land of the Inca
IV.II.I LAND OF THE INCA Coming back from somewhere I thought I could never leave is always impossibly difficult for me – doing my best to come to terms with the fact that that routine is now over and things will never, ever feel that way again. The same had happened when I came back from Colombia, Nepal and Hungary. […]
Wandering
II.III.VIII WANDERING Just before we’d get to enjoy the city of Bogotá, we had one final road trip planned in order to cover as much ground as possible. Luckily, Pedro’s father offered his car for that. Our first stop was the Catedral de Sal de Zipaquirá, salt mines extending some 650 feet underground with a church at their epicentre. Apart from […]