A trip, dictated the rest of my life. One, the first one, was enough to know that no matter what I do, how or whom I am, I will always travel. I didn’t came back the same way: burned skin, suitcase filled of shells, sandbags and pictures of things that no one cares about. But let me tell you how my soul was… refreshed with happiness, culture, new smiles and dreams that came true.
Nothing compares to the reward of a trip. As if my body absorbed everything I smell, touch and see. My mind delighted with the endless possibilities of scenery, my hands want new things to touch, my nose craves different smells, my eyes demand more images and my soul calls for new dawns and sunsets.
Since the first trip I promised myself to live by a new motto. Every year I wanted a different country, a new place, with no room for excuses. How can I not keep my own promises? And so, it is. More than that actually. In eleven years, I traveled through sixteen countries and counting. Where I have been, how, why and with whom I was will be debated here. The main focus is to describe my freedom and pleasure when I explore another piece of this infirm world. Not so much on what to do or ways to spend and eat. I want you to feel the same as I do when I walk in unfamiliar lands, I want you to know what moves me and why every year I fulfill my motto. Here you will read where I have been, will be and where I desire to go.
I’m not rich, free of responsibilities, bills or consciences. I’m like you, with the same engine but different fuel. I can prove to you how easy it is to travel, you just need to give up phobias, some comfort and spend your dollars wisely.
Life is to short and the world is so immense. Let’s do this, you coming?
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