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A travelogue by Shelbatra Jashari | A travelogue by Shelbatra Jashari | ||
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A few weeks later, a few hundred kilometers away... Time to step onto another planet: the Unmanned Resilience trip. We are hiking up Route 1 into the Gora mountains in Slovenia with a bunch of artists, pilots, navigators, unmanned flying vehicles, and SiNuNi data collectors. Our hosts welcome us in a mountain house -- with limited water and no room for sleeping inside. This is the first night for a long time that I’ve slept under the stars. It makes me happy and my body stiff, but I can make wishes throughout the night to the endless falling stars. Next morning we meet our guide, expert in wild herbs and Slovenian heavy metal, the legendary Dario Cortese… | A few weeks later, a few hundred kilometers away... Time to step onto another planet: the Unmanned Resilience trip. We are hiking up Route 1 into the Gora mountains in Slovenia with a bunch of artists, pilots, navigators, unmanned flying vehicles, and SiNuNi data collectors. Our hosts welcome us in a mountain house -- with limited water and no room for sleeping inside. This is the first night for a long time that I’ve slept under the stars. It makes me happy and my body stiff, but I can make wishes throughout the night to the endless falling stars. Next morning we meet our guide, expert in wild herbs and Slovenian heavy metal, the legendary Dario Cortese… | ||
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Dario changes your perception of the world. A collage of contradictions and a wise mountain guide, he leads us through the wild, helps us tell the good herbs from the bad, advises us on resilient food and drink and regales us with tales, songs and reflections on wild garlic, ticks, and sleeping. (He convinced me that your legs should always be higher than your head when you sleep -- this was supposed to have some kind of beneficial effect on longevity.) During nights in the open the sounds of stars and wild animals are a background to the hilarious soundtrack of the snoring group. It is so conforting to find a home in meandering and the open air. | Dario changes your perception of the world. A collage of contradictions and a wise mountain guide, he leads us through the wild, helps us tell the good herbs from the bad, advises us on resilient food and drink and regales us with tales, songs and reflections on wild garlic, ticks, and sleeping. (He convinced me that your legs should always be higher than your head when you sleep -- this was supposed to have some kind of beneficial effect on longevity.) During nights in the open the sounds of stars and wild animals are a background to the hilarious soundtrack of the snoring group. It is so conforting to find a home in meandering and the open air. | ||
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I encounter Kenny and Hafid on my way back from doing some hanging exercises in the mountain trees. Their arrival is a sign that we're nearing “civilisation” again, as they take out their computers and start debugging the SiNuNi, their weather and land recording device. The SiNuNi collects data from sensors, stories from people and locations from a GPS. With the entire hiking group we find our way to the first mountain hut after two days of travelling. There we find real food and drinks. | I encounter Kenny and Hafid on my way back from doing some hanging exercises in the mountain trees. Their arrival is a sign that we're nearing “civilisation” again, as they take out their computers and start debugging the SiNuNi, their weather and land recording device. The SiNuNi collects data from sensors, stories from people and locations from a GPS. With the entire hiking group we find our way to the first mountain hut after two days of travelling. There we find real food and drinks. | ||
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I board the // | I board the // | ||
- | Arriving in Split to a purple sunrise, the colours of the city blow my mind. Papers | + | Arriving in Split to a purple sunrise, the colours of the city blow my mind. Torn posters |
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Another is Liburn Jupolli, a sound artist doing weird experiments with old instruments and re-appropriating them into [[http:// | Another is Liburn Jupolli, a sound artist doing weird experiments with old instruments and re-appropriating them into [[http:// | ||
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Since the last Kosovar-Serbian war the building has served as a parking lot, but // | Since the last Kosovar-Serbian war the building has served as a parking lot, but // | ||
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Leaving her behind makes me recall all the goodbyes I’ve said up to now. Surely too many for a lifetime. | Leaving her behind makes me recall all the goodbyes I’ve said up to now. Surely too many for a lifetime. | ||
- | //I fly to Venice like a light bird,\\ | + | |
- | knowing that putting up a mask\\ | + | < |
- | is enjoying to the fullest the light and life\\ | + | |
- | to surrender \\ | + | |
- | to the pilgrimage of love that will carry me\\ | + | |
- | for the world is mine to discover \\ | + | |
- | and I need not fear the road\\ | + | |
- | for in my heart I carry the treasures of this world// | + |