Travelling to some sides of South America, a road in songs

On the road to Macchu Picchu.

On this road, I only knew Spanish since 3 months, It was the first time I realizes each country benefits from its very own atmosphere no one can harm. Through a medium, a Spanish accent that I couldn t understand back in Spain, and here, a sweet melody full of meanings. The learning curve has its mystery

I’ve discovered surprises at every corner: Landed in Juliaca, we’ve reached Puño. There I have enjoyed a charming “Camisa Negra” after a short ride in a kind of motorcycle that led me next to the lake of Titicaca, its floating islands, La Paz on the other side, and people sharing insights I wouldn’t have dreamed of in my modern western life, or what I thought modern is.

This road to Peru, c’est pas le perou, leads me to other trips over the continent, wonderful memories.

In Mexico, where we went back on tracks with the Incas, understanding a ball game and discovering an architecture that empowers as well the symbol of snales.

Mexico, and one memory going back to me. Apart from renting a car, and getting literally lost in the street of Mexico city, 5 kms from the airport, I have this memory of this airport for buses, a platform leading you everywhere as soon as we forgot rightly the car

This way, we went to Palenque, a beautiful temple, wild and eaten by the wild nature, giving this special thought, this special feeling only MAcchu Picchu, Palenque and Angkor Wat gave me. This sense of not being unique, this sense of facing a whole life in the past, this sense of Waouh.

From Mexico to Cuba, where apart from very good cigars of course, we did enjoy this buena vida side in this Buena vista social club bar in La Habana, and further a deep calmness around Viñales. Memories of mountains spreading over your eyes in wild shape I couldn’t even imagine.

And this coming back to the world, speaking the language is the best visa I had, and truly I was deeply shattered to discuss and see civilians with food tickets, not one, not two, a lot. That and the lack of medicine were my drugs to stay along reality. I am thankful for this humanity, showing a smile rather than despair, beautiful