This is a compilation of word snippets and musings, while on the trip.
On the Highways from Milanpensa
Adolation of symmetry
Man belongs in nature Wrapped by sheet cliffs of green.
Columns of broad shouldered Europeans
Mountainous like the ranges
Paths cycling
A love of the outdoors
Hiking, biking
But man too needs to suffer, Straining up steep roads Braving the elements
The artifice of putting ourselves in nature, and the artifice of our self made constraints of modernity
We seek artificial suffering in nature, to free our selves from the artificial suffering of self-imposed constraints to feel more, to grow to learn
Kronplatz, 1 jun
A blue mist cradles the bright sun White capped peaks. A pause of tranquility The darkness of the rocks Filtered like a sunlight polaroid
Shimmering glaciers With silver emblazoned On kintsugi crevasses Recycling, redoing As another season comes And another chapter goes
Aside from the chirps of birds. They might have nested in the steel turbines, aside the path.
Fat bottomed ants, emerging in the summer. The richest of purple flowers, open and alluring for business. Too long have I touched natural ice The clearness of water
The cover of clouds Round and round the hill it goes Like a concentric fort that extends And around each peak. Like the Siege of Alesia
While Driving
Do we drive alone? Or build a silent affinity to those on the autoway Looking at cars behind. Or in front. Tailed for hours in jams and highways Friendly rivals in speed. I match yours if you match mine with wonder. Where did they come from. Where are they going. and so they exit and the link that never was, breaks.
On one of the Mountains
The exhalations and breaths of the mountain Yawning Wispy smoke like portrusions Gazing gorges Alpine expressions Warmth of the sun
In a icy cool breeze. Refreshing Air of life Water of life. Rushing streams Green, white gray Brown and black
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Still Driving
The Inquality of Highways The red and white pillars seering over this Different speeds, different lanes Hungarian haul trucks Giving way to Alfa Romeos and Porsches on the highway
Three sisters hike and on the Dolomites region
There was a Flow of the hike on rocks. Not to baby her too*
Dolomites seems tourism done right. Enoufg wealth spillover that people tax and tip. For the greater commons. But will pensioners money run out? Area for the rich, that is the best of nature colonised by the rich. Hear the wind And the valleys below Devoid of the clutter and corruption The average age is old. I was reminded of what it means to be Al dente
**referring to mum
The First Hike
We learnt
That one side is volcanic (alpine) One side is chalk based (dolomites) So different lake colour. (blue vs green). The guide says Water is Life Hiking while. Listening to running water in silence. Is good for mental health
Maltese couple - also English speaking A beautiful remark Not only respect in death But respect in life
(Referring to bringing one’s parents or loved ones for experiences without crisis/reason/trigger)