NEW ADVENTURES
The wanderings of a visual artist and a hopeless dreamer. I talk about my travels as a means
of seeing the world on a much deeper level and the way to self-discovery.
DESTINATIONS
KILIMANJARO
Kilimanjaro became a particularly serious step for me. For my anxious nature, it was a real test. Nearly six thousand meters is quite a conversation to have with yourself, and convincing my anxious self that I needed to be there was not easy. And yet, as in any mountains, all that is really required of me is very simple: to keep moving my feet...
ICELAND
I ran away from the heat wave in exchange for "winter" coolness, closer to the Arctic Circle. I escaped and got lost somewhere between the ridges of the rhyolite mountains in the Landmannalaugar region, painted with a kaleidoscope of different colors. A trip to Iceland allowed me to look at the enchanting landscapes that look as if they descended from the pages of Scandinavian fairy tales and escape for a while from everyday troubles...
PATAGONIA
When I first merged with Patagonia's vastness, I immediately felt the effect of the "falling" sky. Here it hangs very low. It seems that you can reach the clouds with the palm of your hand, and dive into it - from the bottom up, without any effort, as if it was a soft and giant pillow. I wanted to watch the sky endlessly, and felt the constant drama in the air, especially while trekking in the mountains. The ever-changing shapes of the clouds repeatedly rushed past me, and the sky was irreversibly troubled with clouds.
PERU
I once dreamed that I was an Inca, and I had a clear awareness of my belonging to this ancient civilization. In this dream, I was digging a hole in the ground and covering it with stones. Then, I was throwing the pieces of meat in there and coated them with soil. This action seemed very familiar and natural to me as if I had done this activity more than once before...
NEPAL
Before starting to write this article, I was sitting and staring at a blank piece of paper for a long time, trying to tune in to that wave, or more precisely, that altitude at which I existed during my trip to the Himalayas. Suddenly - a stream of thoughts and emotions started to pour out of me, all of it was pulled from the depths of my subconscious by the mountains. And so, I could not stop!
Somewhere above the clouds…
THE LYCIAN WAY
Hiking in Turkey along the Lycian Way is one of those trips that fill you up with impressions to the very brim of your being. I want to create, sing, dance, love. For me, this trip opened up the door to a new era, where there is no place for fears and doubts, where the best decisions are made spontaneously and instinctively.
NORTH AMERICA
While sitting in a cozy restaurant, and looking at the sunset on Lake Tahoe, California, a sudden thought had struck me. Did I think my journey to Nepal would change my life so drastically, and I will become addicted to travel? (Read my story about a trip to Nepal here). I have the travel bug now, and it forces me to plan the trekking routes, and study the information about new countries I visit. I repeat everywhere I go that more than anything in the world I love to travel. And quite often, I have an urge to fly to foreign places, in search of new sensations and discoveries. Travel inspired me to write about my experiences and share them with all of you. I did not know all of this when I decided to fly to Nepal. But I felt that a radical change was coming, and it was time to expand my boundaries and the boundaries in general!
FRANCE
I saw this place long before I knew it existed. One day, I had a dream about an incredible village, carved out from the rocks. I remembered this beautiful dream for a long time. Is it worth mentioning that when I was planning my trip to France, studying local attractions, I came across this town of my dreams? At that moment, I clearly realized that I had to go there no matter what!
RUSSIA
I finally made it to Russia! I am visiting Moscow for the first time, if not taking into account a very short layover, about 20 years ago, when as a teenager I flew across the Atlantic Ocean. I only had a couple of hours to see the city, so I figured I would visit the red square and see the Kremlin! It was wintertime. I remember how cold it was, I remember my ridiculous, orange jacket that showed off my skinny legs, which sort of stuck out there, squeezed in tight jeans; while my head was covered with a funny flat-crowned hat, completing this dull outfit. And here I come again! This time it is summertime!
SPAIN
Paradise island - how do you imagine it? My Paradise Island turned out to be а semi-wild tract of land lost somewhere in the Mediterranean Sea. Lushly covered by all sorts of vegetation and dotted with cliffs and rocky hills, which hide truly divine turquoise bays, the island of Menorca turned my picture of the world into a single puzzle. Almost untouched by human nature and a total silence had some magical effect on me. I had the luxury of relaxing.
