My journey around the World. In 456 days.
The dream of each globetrotter is to complete at least once the full circumnavigation of the World. Starting from a point on the map, and reaching it back, just traveling in one direction.
I always thought that I was going to do it — the first time — following the direction of the Sun. I crossed several times the Atlantic (East to West), and I pushed my geographical limits to reach the shores on the Pacific Ocean. I have been navigating the cold waters of Chile, and saw the blow of some whales at the horizon. I crossed the Strait of Magellan, and sailed in the Beagle Channel, where the two Oceans meet for the first time. A sweet encounter, before clashing like Titans at Cape Horn. Still this was not my destiny.
My journey around the world had to start from an unexpected location, a late morning of mid-Spring: my airplane leaving the city of Albuquerque, New Mexico, with destination Huston, Texas. Surprisingly, I was flying East. From the Lone Star State, I reached New York, and then Stockholm. Following the physiological brownian motion of my life, I moved around Europe for a little while. Until I reached enough momentum to cross Siberia and safely land in the Empire of the Rising Sun.
However, this was not yet my time. I bounced back to Europe, like a gum ball on the wall of hope. I had to collect more energy, to break the invisible shield preventing me from crossing — once and for all — the Pacific Ocean. It happened, as it should have happened: without a plan. From Stockholm to Tokyo, a diversion in Seoul, and finally the journey to Vancouver, crossing the day line, and someway traveling back in time.
A journey around the World would have not been the same, without traveling — at least between two Countries — by train. I took my last chance in Canada, taking the morning train to Seattle, and crossing the border with United States around lunch time on a smiling Sunday of mid-Summer.
A flight to Phoenix, and another one — from West to East — from Arizona to Albuquerque. 456 days later.
A complete circumnavigation of the World.
Now I am on my way back. Traveling West.
In the picture below, a roadside snacks vendor paddles his cycle through heavy fog on a chilly morning in New Delhi. (Photo credit: PRAKASH SINGH/AFP/Getty Images)
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