Here we are just before the departure. In Milan it is snowing and my thoughts drift to the blue sky and the warm sun of the desert that we meet in two day: we hope.
The travel companions of the previous Desert Therapy have written beautiful letters to our new travellers, warm wishes from the heart that have become a tradition which we read in the evening at camp when we are around the fire looking at the stars with a warm, sweet mint tea in our hand which was prepared by our cammellieri. And we will think about how far away the city feels with all its chaos and the sky which is always grey, cold and gloomy. And the desert with it’s magical silence that covers everything, the framing of our thoughts.
The travel companions of the previous Desert Therapy have written beautiful letters to our new travellers, warm wishes from the heart that have become a tradition which we read in the evening at camp when we are around the fire looking at the stars with a warm, sweet mint tea in our hand which was prepared by our cammellieri. And we will think about how far away the city feels with all its chaos and the sky which is always grey, cold and gloomy. And the desert with it’s magical silence that covers everything, the framing of our thoughts.
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