Packing up!!

The best "Non Place" ever!!!

I think I have an addiction, it’s kinda serious one, I’m addicted to airports, if I get in one of them my hands start shaking and my heart beating as a mad. But I don’t want to get over my illness.

Airport are special places to me, I think I might live like Viktor (Tom Hanks) in a terminal, he took up temporary residence at JFK airport in the movie The Terminal. You must watch that film, by the way.

Marc Augé, a French anthropologist, defined places like airports “non places”, referring to places that don’t hold  a specific kind of cultural connotation. They are located outside the city and the official culture, but not for that reason they aren’t cultural.

They are full of culture, I’d better say full of cultures, there’s a world in one place with thousand stories, thousand faces, thousand reasons to travel. My favorite sport over there is people watching, I’ve always seen happiness in their faces because of the upcoming trip or because they are meeting up with their relatives or friends, maybe after a while. I love fancying  about other people’s lives, I’m a quirky girl I know, but if I find myself in a terminal with people from China, Singapore and Tokyo I can’t stop my imagination from  running wild. 

From left: Milan airport, Manchester airport and Bangkok airport 

The way you make me feel...

I do love taking airplanes, I love to feel myself tiny, surrounded by an unknown world  and as strong as the queen of it at the same time. I love taking off and the subsequent  grip at  stomach that strikes me every time I fly. I love putting my headphones on and step in my own world, airplane are my thinking place in which I never know what it will occur next, only a vague idea and a world to discover, new people to meet, a new story to write.

Where to??

Let’s get it started

Here we are with my new web adventure, I might be silly I don’t even know why  I need a blog but I was just looking for a place to express myself, my passions, my life and the things I like most... and I’ve  just found my own place.

Why “Backpack girl around the world”? that’s an easy answer:  the more I travel, the better I feel!  

I’m fond of trips, I can’t do without  them, but this doesn’t always mean taking a plane and going far away from home; for instance,  I can be in my own town strolling around finding unexpected beauties, I can even travel to India just with one bite of my favorite Indian dish, I can travel with a book and find myself in five countries in one go.  

A world to discover is everywhere.  

Because  pictures speak louder than words I’m going to snap with my phone and camera  as much as I can. So let’s start with this diary of wanderlust, food,  fashion and much more.

Browsing on the internet I’ve found a poetry by Miroslav Holub that caught my attention, take a look:

Go and open the door.

Maybe outside there’s

a tree, or a wood,

a garden

or a magic city.

Go and open the door.

Maybe a dog’s running.

Maybe you’ll see a face,

or an eye,

or the picture of a picture.

Go and open the door.

If there’s a fog

it will clear

Go and open the door.

Even if there’s only the darkness ticking

Even if there’s only the hollow wind,

Even if nothing is there.

Go and open the door.

At least

there’ll be

a draught.

Aren’t these amazing words?  Sometimes we just need a pep talk, so let’s get our life wild and free.