Plane Mode

I haven’t hopped on a plane for 4 years, I haven’t crossed the Atlantic for 5 years. Until my trip in Berlin, my explorations had become more local. However, my Alaskan friend Hannah has asked almost every year when I would visit since then. I have had valid excuses for a while : covid, shutdown, vaccine, then lack of time and money… … More Plane Mode

My sacred departures

Travels are a sacred thing, you dream about it, you plan it, in your head and in your body.  You save a chunk of your time, you compare plane’s ticket, then you finally book it. You can’t turn back, you are about to leave. Days, weeks or months pass by, depending on how long you have planned your trip ; it’s then time to pack – 1 small item 40×30×15 + 1 CABIN BAG 12 kg max – to choose essential items, to sort them, to weigh and gauge : 1 small item 40×30×15 + 1 CABIN BAG 12 kg max ! … More My sacred departures

The Quest

She walked. Relentlessly, she walked. Wanderer. Her heart in a bag. Only survivor of her past. Lost but free. She walked like a funambulist to her Fate. She walked to find back her lost oneness. Her World was timeless. Unchanged. She lived. Instinctively. By the moon, the stars and the sun. She went through the … More The Quest

Bugarach’s miracle

I therefore (almost) kept the best for the end…! Planned for Fall equinox, then Spring, the mystical End of the World’s mount kept escaping to my wandering because of bad weather or lack of time. Thus, I chose another extraordinary day – May’s Lunar eclipse – to balance my poles reversing the Earth’s by hiking the PECH DU BUGARACH … More Bugarach’s miracle