#confluencia

El món que realment està canviant és el de la ment humana. No serà un canvi multitudinari, sinó, gairebé imperceptible perquè està dissolt entre la munió de formes de pensar de tanta gent que ara estem transitant per aquesta Terra nostra. Ara conviuen totes les maneres de pensar però tenen un lligam en comú, la manca d’amor, de respecte, l’excés d’ego, i, una inexplicable inconsciència envers a…

another chance to dance

On day three in Mendoza, we did what I had been most excited for when I booked the trip: a hike to Confluencia, base camp of Mount Aconcagua, the tallest mountain in Latin America (and the tallest mountain outside of the Himalayas.) We woke up early for a four-hour bus ride (during which we watched the sun rise) and got some calm time before the big part of the day. A ten-mile hike with about a 1500 feet elevation gain (starting at 10,000 feet,) we jammed through the hike and were blown away by the insane views we got the whole time. I was in a state of pain due to my body’s recovery post-Patagonia, but at the same time I entered a state of total bliss. How many people get to say that their twentieth birthday was sandwiched between backpacking in Chilean Patagonia and hiking to base camp of one of the tallest mountains in the world? I am in love with the life I am living.