Two nights ago, I drove out to the desert. I’ve spent the past few weeks in and around L.A., challenging myself to step outside my comfort zone. I’m not sure why, but wild spaces always feel safer to me. In cities, I often feel the need to be on alert. Traffic. People. Noise. Lines. Fees. Parallel parking and…(shudder) parking garages. It’s not that I haven’t tried…I’ve travelled through some pretty big cities and I’ve also lived in London, Milan, Cairo, Naples, Honolulu, Denver & Cincinnati. And from those places, I’ve learned that being in the middle of nowhere or someplace wild is what I need. Just being out here puts my mind at ease.
After rumbling down a dirt road, I turned off the engine and closed my eyes. Relief. Stop and go traffic on the 1, 10 and 15. All my favorite songs on repeat. Such effort to escape all the good intentions, endless chatter and beautiful designs of mankind. And then, I stepped outside and looked toward the sky.
Diamonds on black velvet. Twinkling, till the ends of the earth. The calm sound of desert wind, the crunch of dirt beneath each step. Happiness.
This isn’t a photo of the desert. Just another one of the wild spaces that makes me oh so happy. It’s good to be back home. On the road.
On the shores of Lago del Predil (Friuli). I ran against this picturesque lake while driving from Slovenia to... Slovenia. Yes, sometimes in May high alpine passes are still covered with snow and the road is closed. So, the fastest way of getting to the south of Triglav National Park was a detour through Italy, where I found this natural jewel surrounded by forests and magnificent Alps. P.s. Have a nice weekend!