The last two months were quite crazy for me. If I could define...

The last two months were quite crazy for me. If I could define these two months of traveling in two words I would say “face masks”.

I met Constanza in Santiago de Chile, in December, during the huge protests against poverty and inequality. She and most of the other protesters were wearing face masks to protect themselves against the tear gas used by police.

Coincidentally, the face masks continued to appear during my journey, for different reasons.

When I arrived in Australia, there were people in the country wearing face masks against the smoke caused by the bushfires. Then I went to Vietnam, where many people were wearing face masks against pollution. Then I arrived to Hong Kong, where I saw protesters wearing face masks so they will not be identified by police cameras. Then I arrived to China where, during my stay, people started wearing face masks against the coronavirus. Then same happened in Thailand.

Did the world go crazy? Not more than before, anyway. Again and again I will repeat that there’s much beauty and harmony in the world, but it depends on us, the humans, to make the good prevail. Are we doing enough?