Category: At home

“L’altrove è uno specchio in negativo. Il viaggiatore riconosce il poco che è suo, scoprendo il molto che non ha avuto e non avrà.”
(I. Calvino – Le città invisibili)

“The elsewhere is a negative mirror. The traveler recognise the few he has, discovering the much he never had and will never have.”
(I. Calvino – Invisible Cities)

No, I didn’t had any revelation during my trip to South America. I didn’t got up one day with all the answers. It didn’t changed my life, at least not in a different way in which a life can be changed by a two months long holiday.

So what do I take away with me from this trip? To answer this question I had to come back to Continue reading “The lessons that I may have learnt”

Yes, I know. I am leaving Berlin for just two months, so talking about painful, emotional goodbyes is surely an overkill. Still there have been some goodbyes in these days.

First of all I said goodbye to my last, big professional project. It was a demanding project, that required a lot of dedication and that costed me some belly and some white hairs. But it was also the occasion to get in touch with a lot of amazing people from all around Europe. There will be another project, there will be other amazing people to meet. But it will be something other from what I experienced in the last two years.

I said goodbye to my rugby team, that right now is the thing that I have in Berlin more close to a family. The team, the game, the mates will be there when I will come back. And that’s somehow relieving.

I said goodbye to good people that I met in this absurd place that is Berlin.  People being there, everyone in their own way, when one need to feel a little less lonely in this place. And well, these kind of people are rare.  Are the kind of people that you wish will stick around your life. But here? Here nothing last. And that’s not relieving at all.

I said goodbye to my previous life. I said goodbye to the dreams that I shared together with one of these person. I said goodbye because sometimes people change. And if you decide to embrace that change, it may come out that you have a long road ahead to become the person you want to be. And that it is a road that you have to undertake alone.

Goodbye is an imprecise word, that helps to give voice to an unclear feeling. Some of my goodbyes are actually a “farewell“. Some other are just a “see you soon“. Some others lays in a limbo. Will the travel define them? It’s not an expectation. But it’s definitely a hope.

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Song of the post: Andrea Bocelli – Time to say Goodbye
I dedicate this song to myself.

Time to say goodbye.
Paesi che non ho mai
veduto e vissuto con te,
adesso si li vivrò.

Seven days to go. When six months ago I booked my ticket to Rio, I was not sure if I would have been able to go all the way through my plan. The truth is that this travel will bring me way outside from my confort zone, and this is exciting and scarying in the same way.

When I talk about the trip with other people, sometimes it come up to what are my expectations from this trip. Well I learnt at my own expenses that expectations are the most dangerous subject in this world. Expectations are there to be disregarded, because they tell a lot about yourself, but represent nothing of what the object – or subject – of your expectation really is.

So instead of expectation, I prefere to talk about motivations.

Why one decide at some point to book a two months trip to an unknown continent? The first, easy answer is “because I never went there“. And actually one don’t need any other motivation. Plus if for different reasons you never traveled outside from your home continent, and if soon you are going to turn on the wrong side of 35, the urgency of travel – and travel a lot – looks pretty rightful.

But why South America?

Well, maybe to answer this I would need to proceed with a deep, homemade psychological analysis. But I will spare me (and you) such a bore. I can say that at this point of my life, now that after almost eleven years I am single again, now that I tried – and luckily failed – to adapt to the berliner way of treating people’s feelings, I just need to feel emotions, to feel warmth.

And well, I may be wrong. But South America sounds like that. And right now I don’t need any other motivation.

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Song of the post: Brunori SAS – Canzone contro la paura (Song against the fear)

sono canzoni poco consistenti
insomma canzoni come me, che non faccio più ragionamenti
che voglio solo sensazioni, solo sentimenti
e una tazzina di caffè

they are just little songs
in short, songs like me, that I no longer argue
I just want vibes, just feelings
and a cup of coffee

Everyday is a good day to travel, some days are good days to leave #ShotOnOnePlus

Ein Beitrag geteilt von Dan (@dan_magnani) am 31. Jul 2017 um 22:27 Uhr