September 2017, Paris
As John Steinbeck said about his incurable urge to be someplace else, “Once a bum, always a bum”, I feel the same: there’s nothing more exciting than the sound of an engine leaving for a new destination.
I totally prefer “departures” to “arrivals”.
I prefer trains to planes.
Forests and gardens to museums.
Mountains to beaches.
Active exploration to farniente.
Obscure destinations to touristic venues.
Tents to all-inclusive hotels––although I don’t mind crashing in a 4 or 5 stars bed from time to time.
CouchSurfing to Airbnb––as money can bias human relations and expectations.
I prefer improvised serendipity to compulsive planning.
I also believe that the beauty of a place is given by its people.
Started as a visual diary of the US road trip, On the Road is now a carnet de voyages, a collection of impressions gathered during the travels around the world. It’s not a travel guide, so please don’t expect recommendations of where to eat, what to do :). This is nothing more than a subjective view on the things and experiences that left their mark on me.