English version below. Après la moiteur des boulevards de Buenos Aires, la pointe de la Patagonie se profilait en-dessous de nous, une promesse de fraîcheur et de beauté. Notre oeil attrapait au passage des morceaux de roches noires et blanches, … Read More
I look at the date on my tablet’s calendar. 3rd September 2081. I only have less than twenty days before solitude reaches its final peak. I will be a century minus ten years. Each morning, I swallow a tablet supposed … Read More
Nous plongeons dans la voie lactée. Nous longeons des étoiles écarlates. Notre peau s’effrite, leurs joues s’enflamment. Des êtres blancs et noirs nous dépassent sans un bruit. D’autres aux longs cous se cristallisent, mais leurs têtes disparaissent dans des masses … Read More
When we left the Anaga Mountains early that morning, the thick white clouds didn’t give us much hope for a bluer perspective. Mount Teide, Tenerife’s volcano normally visible from most places on the island, was lost in this immaculate … Read More
After slowly leaving Garachico in the morning, we traveled less than two hours to the Anagas Mountains in the Northeast of the island. But before gaining altitude, we stopped at the Playa de las Teresitas. Very near to Santa … Read More