FROM PATAGONIA TO ICELAND…

 When I first come to Argentinean Patagonia, I was impressed by large wild empty and may be the most vast and strangest part of the world I have ever seen. Ironically but fact this is the most remote area and the more south you go more isolated you feel: nothing around you, one can go 300 km and hardly meet someone, only see mountains, different animals which cross the road when you drive a car by 41 route and listen the whistling of Patagonian wind. Sincerely speaking the language of Patagonian wind is unforgettable, it stops your thoughts, erase your memories, any chaos which can live inside you disappear and tells you that you are nothing, a little human being in this immerse world. There I discovered what the expression “to feel in harmony with the nature” really means. Before I just accepted and may be understood it, but there it was like “Damn, finally I felt it …. deeply in my heart, with each  cell of my soul, I felt really integrated in the nature”.  When you safely come back home that place seems to be unreal dream.

Of course, since I wanted to repeat, repeat the sensation of this lonely stunning blast of nature, of true wilderness and mystique cold desert, my eyes want to see more glaciers, I want to drive less travelled roads in the world, to find empty place and spend hours gaping into space, to lie on the black sanded beach and look over endless grey ocean, listen the waves on the edge of the world, cheat a troll and finally make a friend of gnome and tell him all my secrets I keep inside of my heart.