it’s a long way

7 years ago I arrived in south of France; it took me almost 5 to begin discovering this beautiful region.

At the beginning it was quite frustrating, kind of a paralysis: couldn’t find any spot, any nice and isolated place.

The more I tried the less I could.

Then suddenly my wandering became fruitful , and so I understood the meaning of one of those platitudes you always read about:

“Travel must begin from the inside”

which I guess is a pathetic attempt of offsetting my sedentary lifestyle , anyway…

and maybe it’s just another bullshit, and I need a plane ticket to other continents