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01/17/2021
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The Polo Explorer was one of my first fragrances. In my now too large collection, however, he takes a permanent place, because he smells very unique. With the name and the EIgenständigkeit he reminds me of past times, of old stories, either read, or get told. The best are the ones that are well embellished, perhaps told with a little light but creative exaggeration, and stimulate your own imagination. Water music ;-). Eyes closed, and you follow in Livingstone's footsteps across the savannah in search of the fabled source of the Nile. One wanders through the tall, parched grass, somewhere something fruity-spicy blossoms. A mild, fresh, morning breeze blows in from the lake. A few tree stumps, there's a faint scent of exotic wood. A quick sip from the tin water bottle hanging from the old leather belt before moving on. The water is still cool, but not for long, because the day will be hot again...
If you ever make it to Oxford to the Museum of Natural History, you can discover the Pitt Rivers Museum of Ethnography and Archaeology at the end of the impressive dinosaur skeleton collection, sort of behind the giant mouth of the Tyrannosaurus Rex. There you could, some time ago at least, almost alone rummage around, open the heavy drawers of the long rows of wooden showcases, and between the seemingly randomly picked up finds of numerous, past explorers sometimes surprisingly find a few shrunken heads - not as well preserved, of course, as the exhibits in the glass case a little further.
Alright, back to the practical information. The concoction from Rommel's old field bottle opens with a tangerine-coreander seed blend that reminds me a bit of a clone of the Gucci Envy I have in my sample collection. The Explorer quickly veers into the fresh, though, I can't even tell where that comes from. Sandalwood freshness, perhaps? Four-five sprays on the inside of the undershirt, plus the same amount on the chest, and the longevity problem is solved. Easily enough for an all-day explorer's gently perceptible, own fragrance bubble of tropical wood and leather with a fresh undertone. No firecracker, but a persistent quiet tread, Like a single explorer on the long way to the undiscovered country, which irritates no wild animals, and whose track is difficult to find. Too bad, the fragrance is unfortunately only rarely on Ebay.
If you ever make it to Oxford to the Museum of Natural History, you can discover the Pitt Rivers Museum of Ethnography and Archaeology at the end of the impressive dinosaur skeleton collection, sort of behind the giant mouth of the Tyrannosaurus Rex. There you could, some time ago at least, almost alone rummage around, open the heavy drawers of the long rows of wooden showcases, and between the seemingly randomly picked up finds of numerous, past explorers sometimes surprisingly find a few shrunken heads - not as well preserved, of course, as the exhibits in the glass case a little further.
Alright, back to the practical information. The concoction from Rommel's old field bottle opens with a tangerine-coreander seed blend that reminds me a bit of a clone of the Gucci Envy I have in my sample collection. The Explorer quickly veers into the fresh, though, I can't even tell where that comes from. Sandalwood freshness, perhaps? Four-five sprays on the inside of the undershirt, plus the same amount on the chest, and the longevity problem is solved. Easily enough for an all-day explorer's gently perceptible, own fragrance bubble of tropical wood and leather with a fresh undertone. No firecracker, but a persistent quiet tread, Like a single explorer on the long way to the undiscovered country, which irritates no wild animals, and whose track is difficult to find. Too bad, the fragrance is unfortunately only rarely on Ebay.
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