Once again, human relations were about to teach me a great lesson, this time I was to find out the language of the soul.

On my 7th day of journey through Tibet I arrived to a village situated by a mountain where I was to meet the righteous wisdom of the Lama.

The tale of an adventure to photograph the Pokhara Lakes at sunrise after climbing at night Mt. Sarangkot.

after seven days of running and fabulous adventure dotted with outbursts of impotency, I am going to share my Cambodia whispers.

After several years on the road, I managed to identify the symptoms and to self-diagnose myself: I suffer The Lonely Traveler’ Syndrome