Day 334, Argentina, Purmamarca
This is my last day in the Quebrada de Humahuaca. Another extraordinary Unesco World Heritage Site I am able to visit. Something far away from a usual beauty, something that belongs to someone else than humans. I stand on a viewpoint on 4'340 meters altitude. The view is towards another mountain. Not a usual one. Not a known one. It is a mountain that has a color range of 21 different colors. It looks completely surreal. But, it is not a fiction. It is reality. Difficult to accept. Difficult to appreciate properly. My mind is confused. Am I dreaming? Is it real?
This is my last day in the Quebrada de Humahuaca. Another extraordinary Unesco World Heritage Site I am able to visit. Something far away from a usual beauty, something that belongs to someone else than humans. I stand on a viewpoint on 4'340 meters altitude. The view is towards another mountain. Not a usual one. Not a known one. It is a mountain that has a color range of 21 different colors. It looks completely surreal. But, it is not a fiction. It is reality. Difficult to accept. Difficult to appreciate properly. My mind is confused. Am I dreaming? Is it real?
No comments:
Post a Comment