April 2016.
Piece of a note written on the board.
My mantra:
"… Yesterday again I had to say goodbye not only to people but also to the most extreme point of our Earth. From the lovely city of Ushuaia. This town, as well as these people forever will remain in my heart and in my memory. The weather today is sunny, the air is fresh as never before, people have no bustle.
And I, I… I had to go back to the ship in time. I don't want this city let go. These small colorful houses placed among the large-scale and majestic mountains.
When our ship was making, I immediately ran to the stern and watched his moving… meanwhile, saying goodbye to him. I stared at every house and every street,
I looked at theevery tree and every mountain. All gradually moving away from me and became scanty tiny and then I set the visual embrace of this place completely
covering it. I could not breathe enough freshest sea air, I breathed it in deeply, trying to catch all marine notes in full. The ship was seen off by the sea SEALs, then getting out of the water, then dipping into it, showing only their tails… I am impress by the birds that fly very low over the water shoals and I am struck singly detached houses outside the city, already in the middle of the forest, where they were surrounded only by nature. And can be reached only by swimming. The road there doesn't lead anymore. The whole city is divided Ushuaia by
big main road, which ends in a precipice, and from then on there is wildlife, woodland… "