What do you want to be when you are grown up?
I never knew how to answer this question, not as a child nor as a grown-up. As a child, I couldn't rep my head around stereotypes, and I refused to put people into a box - I simply didn't understand how the classification of a group works as my focus was on identifying uniqueness in each one.
Well, I definitely didn't want to be a firefighter - not a hairdresser or a housewife! I couldn't be one thing! I wanted to be free like a bird, spread my wings, and fly wherever I liked; the internet wasn't easily accessible back then,
Nothing less than extraordinary.
That’s what I love about travelling: the free spirit to have a bag of chips for dinner, to go whenever I like - wherever I like, to meet people, but most of all, to feel good about spending an entire day outdoors exploring.