For me Patagonia has some mystique. When I was planning my trip to South America it was one of the regions that were on my list of places that I could not miss.
The lack of definition of the territory, its borders, its identity, perhaps generates some attractiveness in itself.
Patagonia. A wild, raw, natural and naked region of artifice It is what I expected to find and it was in a way what I found.Patagonia belongs to everyone who loves this planet
Plains, distances, empty at certain times, Patagonia is able to transport you to a place where the space-time relationship is unimportant.
Glaciers, gauchos and penguins strolled impatiently through my mind before seeing with my own eyes this vast part of the world that breathes and decides for itself.
Reality, freedom and the feeling of continually bumping into myself is what I discovered. How big is Patagonia! In all your senses.
And where does it start? Where does it end? Who does it belong to? Questions that made me product of an innate curiosity and in some immature moments. And what else gives? I tell myself now.
Patagonia belongs to all of us, especially to those of us who understand that there is no path, but that the path is made by walking, as the poet said.
I am very glad that Aluminé asked us to reflect a bit on it. I will not expand on the subject but I would like to invite you to share your thoughts with us. Do you know her or not yet,What does Patagonia mean to you?