In someone else’s name
In the past weeks I’ve been entrusted with representing Dallara in different circumstances. It raised many feelings and thoughts.
02.04.2013 – I’m taking my first steps on the Camino, along the “main” French route. I see the way, I see the yellow arrows, but it doesn’t yet seem real.
Today feels like I’m turning 22+10. I know I have used the same trick last year, but this time it has a much different meaning. I promise it’s the last time I do this, at least for a while. It feels like I’m turning 22+10, and not simply 32, because I know that every month […]
Day 6: a race against the dawn
All good things must eventually come to an end, like our trip to Svalbard.
Day 5: unleashing all the dogpower
It’s called a dog race Toto. We went dog sledding.