I have finally arrived in Germany. In the last month I've traversed an infinite myriad of mountains, one more astonishing than the other. What fascinated me the most is that every time I turned around, I could always see where I was coming from, where I left that very morning, or where I was few days before; recognizing the mountains rather than the peaks, the groups or the valleys. Looking forward instead, I found myself lost dreaming about which mountains I'd head to next. And so the next day I could recognize the path I spotted the night before at sunset, thinking to myself: "So this is where I should be crossing". A morning, after a night spent at the warmth of the W.Brenninger Biwak, I woke up to find myself in the middle of a snowstorm. Snow, on the 15th of July. An unexpected yet well received surprise for sure, like a child witnessing the sky full of snowflakes for the first time. It's exactly for this kind of reasons that I'm traversing the Alps, to feed that adventure hunger that makes me dream and be happy. Reaching Germany on foot has an additional value to me, as my Elisa is German. It made me feel good about myself, to have the ability and strength to have arrived this far on my own, relying completely on myself and nothing else. I'm not going to hide that at times it has been hard, but a quick glance around me is always enough to grant me strength to shatter any fear. I crossed a ton of different places, some are lonely, some are silent, some are wild, but others are loud, rich of tourism and crowded, enjoying every day and being grateful for always breathing fresh air, be it under the sun, in the midst of a thick fog, or being pushed by the wind and the rain. It has been a wonderful experience so far, and I can't wait to resume the journey to conquer Switzerland, its green valleys and white peaks. But first of all I'm going to enjoy resting a few more days in good company, in a place that reminds me of home. I'll be walking alone in the next months; Rose, my only walking companion, left some days ago to go back home in Australia. Whoever wishes to come along with me is very welcome, granted you have a backpack and some chocolate!
Viva la vida