In December 2014 I left for what would become one of the greatest things I have ever done.
First, the journey brought me back to 'incredible' India and towards Nepal, just a few weeks before a devastating earthquake struck Nepal's mountains which killed nearly 9,000 people, injured nearly 22,000 and left hundreds of thousands families without shelter and livelihoods.
Beside tons of emotional highlights, the vibrant colors in Nepal were just begging to be photographed, the mass of humanity living together in organized chaos, and the food, each meal peppered with fragrant sauces and glorious scents permeating the streets upon each turn.
Once the administrative visa burden was solved I was so ready for Tibet, but anxious cause I struggled with an unpleasant debilitating headache since my arrival in Kathmandu.
Tibet is truly unique. There is, quite simply, nowhere else in the world like it. Is it because it's the roof of the world?
Averaging approximately 4'000m above sea level, it has the highest mountain, lake, railway, road, and tunnel in the world. As a result, the air in Tibet has 40 percent less oxygen.
My memories kept it all: The unique and splendid landscapes, the yaks, heavily oppressed people, impressive monasteries, minus 20C temperatures indoors (freezing balls and not pleasant at all, I tell you), military & police checkpoints here and there...
For some reason I have not been able to touch and process all of those photographs. Am I scared? Afraid of what?
Only the future knows it...