Looking out to sea

 There are moments of the journey that are of the passage, simply sections that have to be transited to go from point A to B and so on. But in travel as in life there is nothing written. These days had nothing planned with more social interest than the cape of Skagen, known by the clash of seas between the Baltic Sea and the Atlantic Ocean and by the amount of painters who have recorded in their paintings moments of that enormous end of sand. But the writers of this story, which is my life, have decided that I deserved emotive moments, and times when I would have to control my temper and use my wits to achieve goals. Never in my life had I spent so much time looking out to sea…
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Path of culture

There is nothing like stopping to think that is what you have done these last two weeks of travel. It is not by routine, incompatible word in an adventure trip, is by absorbing all the information acquired and learned on route. When you seem to have had a quiet week and with hardly any important things to tell, you realize that is when more things have to explain, because moments require time to learn from them. A simple trip a priori between two Scandinavian capitals has become a master class of art, history, culture and human generosity.
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