Chile

I have a friend who says that "you can get rid of stupidity through traveling". And, although it is true that most of the time we are very good at not getting mixed with the surrounding world, most of the time it is true: "you can get rid of stupidity through traveling". I am talking about my stupidity, that one that fills my brain when I spend the last ten months from work to home and home to work every day, without looking around me, with my head down, not looking beyond the tip of my shoes. Because, at the end, traveling is not always taking three flights and cross the entire world. Traveling is looking, observing, asking, thinking... Looking beyond my own belly, observing how people live around me, asking my neighbour what makes his soul shake, thinking beyond what did I have for breakfast this morning (always the same by the way). Getting out of my own little bubble, facing a world that is different to mine, facing a reality that is not my every day one, facing a present I didn't even know it existed. Ultimately, open your eyes and put everything on perspective.

In this case I was lucky and I could take a plane and put my foot in South America for the first time.  Destination: Chile.