There’s something about being on the Road that attracts me tremendously. Going somewhere, being nowhere. It is a state where I feel most alive. It is as if I could get to the core of life, and understand its complexities in the most simple way. it is as if I travel for something bigger than me, that is already within me.
I call my August trip around the coast of Gaspesie in Northern Quebec 'Gypsy Caravan', because it reminds me of how the nomadic herds venture freely in nature, making every place home. It promises the freedom of going where the heart desires. The freedom of independence. The freedom to just be.
I'd like to bring you back to the day I started...and the days that followed - which revealed a new discovery for me everyday. And what I learnt about freedom, and its true meaning.
I call my August trip around the coast of Gaspesie in Northern Quebec 'Gypsy Caravan', because it reminds me of how the nomadic herds venture freely in nature, making every place home. It promises the freedom of going where the heart desires. The freedom of independence. The freedom to just be.
I'd like to bring you back to the day I started...and the days that followed - which revealed a new discovery for me everyday. And what I learnt about freedom, and its true meaning.
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