Back to South East Asia? Brothers and sisters, let me tell you something
– Photography is one of the most beautiful things that exist. Taking a picture, even if trivial, is always a moment of great emotion.
Taking certain photographs means portraying moments that will never be repeated again. Never.
I would have liked to dedicate my whole life to the love of photography and travel photojournalism but sometimes life seems to be not so friendly to you and so it asks you to review your programs. When you are no longer very young, everything becomes more difficult.
Start traveling alone in places with less tourism. Traveling to photograph involves great financial effort and also a healthy body, and this is not always possible.
I think to be a dreamer, I still want to dream that certain moments will come back. I would like to go back to Asia once again, to feel again the smells of those places, the aromas of their foods, the kind looks and sincere smiles of those peoples.
The sensations experienced before each trip are indescribable. Checking photographic equipment, booking a hotel or guest house at least for the first night, stocking up on some basic first aid drugs.
Climb aboard that Boeing that awaits you on the runway and that will take you away from Italy by crossing half the world at high altitude. The thrill of seeing the airplane monitor that informs you in how many miles you will arrive.
Alone you will live intensely every moment of your journey and you will get to know the people you meet very well.
Of course, I do not lose hope of returning to travel as it once was, because losing hope, for me, means the death of emotions. Back to South East Asia