In the last few years, I perfected a travelling schedule to make the most out of the weather and minimise flying. This year I followed my schedule, going south at the end of May and August, but the weather did not. This year I didn’t escape gloomy skies for southern bliss but unusual northern sunshine for sweltering Mediterranean heat.
In our daily urban lives is very easy to forget how our entire existence is linked to our climate, and how every drop of rain of ray of sunshine are part of a complex system of interconnected phenomena. And there is nothing like a short trip to the untamed nature to remind ourselves how fragile our perceived greatness is. Regardless of how accessible travelling has become and how many films and tv shows feature them, it remains extremely humbling to stand in front of landscapes that existed...