felt like lying down by the side of the trail and remembering it all. The woods do that to you, they always look familiar, long lost, like the face of a long-dead relative, like an old dream, like a piece of forgotten song drifting across the water, most of all like golden eternities of past childhood or past manhood and all the living and the dying and the heartbreak that went on a million years ago and the clouds as they pass overhead seem to testify (by their own lonesome familiarity) to this feeling." // #explorebc#nomadicstateofmind#quote
27-04-17 // La Casa de los Dioses
These are the memories that'll stay. The places and people, the local hippies who serve the pilgrims and surprise them with an incredibly beautiful place for a much needed rest and some food.
Thanks to every single one, thanks to David for this one.