"I can't wait to see what you write about it," Annemarie says, but the truth is no words can capture this sight. At least not in any language I know. White and blue and tall and clean. Words are not enough.
miércoles, 30 de abril de 2008
Aerial View of the Andes Mountains
Flying over the Andes. The entire Santiago trip might be worth it for this. Rivers of clouds spill from virgin peaks. Endless mountains, seeming just feet below us. They stretch forever. I try to take pictures but you just can't capture the immensity of it: the white of the clouds, the height of the peaks, the blue of the sky. At some point you just decide to take it in without the camera lens and enjoy the ride. Simply fantastic.



"I can't wait to see what you write about it," Annemarie says, but the truth is no words can capture this sight. At least not in any language I know. White and blue and tall and clean. Words are not enough.
"I can't wait to see what you write about it," Annemarie says, but the truth is no words can capture this sight. At least not in any language I know. White and blue and tall and clean. Words are not enough.
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