Finding Patagonia. Or finding oneself?
Well, to make things clear – I didn't find myself in South America in a spiritual way (to each their own). What I did find is an incredible continent, with a region – Patagonia – that's so mysterious, vast and hard to explain. I mean, there's not even a clear definition of where Patagonia begins. And while you climb up glaciers, ride buses for 25hours and find love in Alfajores and Maté – all on your own – you also learn a lot about yourself too.
28-05-2023, Amsterdam Schiphol Airport
This is where it ends. Seems like a good place to start.
I've been very south, much in America. Very much at the end of the world. I've been very high up on mountains, high on endorphins, adrenaline, maté and cachaça. In the very depths of incredible cities, in their restaurants, dance floors and culture. In the depths of jungles, bays and local history. I've been very much on the hunt for breathtaking views, ...