The mountains. Going over night into Fjällen is pure bliss. With a tent and only the essentials. There is something about the vastness and openness that touches me.
I can be alone without feeling lonely.
Yet there’s also something about walking a more popular path and meeting each other on the trail. A place, where people still look into each other’s eyes and say hello with a smile.
Everyone is a bit kinder, a bit more human on the trail. It makes me happy every single time.
And maybe, just maybe, everyone brings a little bit of this spirit back with them to their “regular” lives and places – and makes a little change with it.
