Wanderlust since '92

Well yes, after so many years thinking about opening my personal blog I finally did it, it's from 2010 that I want to start writing a bit about my crazy life, my travels, thoughts, feelings, but I never found the time (common excuse) or simply the right inspiration.

Today May 14, 2021 I am 29 years old and perhaps after some time I will read again this post and I will feel "old" and happy with my adventures around the world.

I would have so much to tell that I don't have a cue from where to start ... it says that life begins outside our "comfort zone", well maybe is kinda true, the emotions are amplified, you experience them directly in first person, far away from your family, from your loved ones, from your home.

The first time I left home alone for a quite long time was in summer 2007, I remember it as if it were yesterday, I was preparing to participate in my first (studying) holiday abroad, more precisely in Edinburgh.

My mom always wanted me to participate in all kinds of events, but this was one of those that gave me the most, because it was my first trip abroad, alone, or better in the company of groups of teenagers of the same age from all over Italy and needless to say it was epic.

Since then I have never stopped thinking about it, I just wanted to travel, explore the world, meet new cultures, meet people from different countries, jump on a plane and try again those thrills that only flying can give you, feel free and light .... in one word "Wanderlust".