Stories of a trip - Peninsula Collection

The peninsula emerges as the longing, the magical illusion of my adolescence, where I was meant to embark on a school trip to a place I vowed to return to.

The surroundings were a kaleidoscope that captivated my gaze, starting with the landscapes, the aroma, the texture, the sensation, the touch, the warmth on my cheeks.

In my teacher, I recognized the enthusiasm and desire to share a glimpse of his experiences with a group of naïve youngsters who, with good intentions and plenty of recklessness, embarked on a journey aboard a rickety bus bound for paradise. In my innocence, I imagined a swift return, even before I had left.

Now I understand the fervor that longing brings, for me, traveling to the peninsula is a brushstroke of color, flavor, and a flutter in the heart. It transforms me, shapes me—in simple words, it makes me happy.

Those long road trips lend themselves to sharing snacks, chatting, listening to music, and turning silence into something uniquely ours.

“We’re almost there!” The wind blows, and our traveling hearts begin to beat like a flock of birds soaring over the sea.

The peninsula, a divine muse evoking nostalgic memories of a roadside journey.

With great respect and admiration, I dedicate this collection to the peninsula, with no other intention than to share its seductive and intimate stories with my soul.

Clayre Coello