CallmeEli

I decided to trade my rest for an activity full of joy, and it was the best decision ever.
Of all the paths I take in life, the best stories are found between every activity and the burning woods.
Some memories are etched in stone; but these ones were forged in the heart and mind.

My heart was still left in the camp and my worries in the fire, in a safe place I had been.
​Reminiscing the Cold nights, warm fire, and great company while sleeping under the ceiling of stars

The whole weekend was a whole collection.
​Minutes turned into hours, and hours turned into memories that we’ll keep forever.

Collect moments, not things.

Try and experience!
​There is a gentle magic in the camp that resets everything.