Travelling makes you constantly learn about yourself...
...and what it did with me :)!
Who am I? The better question is who I was and who I became ;). I don't want to be too philosophical, but that's what it's about....with every travel experience or adventure you grow a step more. It may be your growing strenght, becoming more open minded or simply changing the different way you look at people, cultures and our nature. This it what it did with me, it changed my mind set in different aspects.
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WHEN TRIPs deserve some personal lines...
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THIS IS ME
I grew up with very international parents and so for me travelling already started when I was 8 months old. So we travelled to our vacation home in Florida several times. In the age of ten my parents sent me on my own to Florida and Italy....well at that time it wasn’t that much of a pleasure to be with foreign people or those of different culture and language. When my father started traveling the world through his job and I documented his trips in an world atlas, I then knew that traveling somehow fascinates me!
My mother being originally from India, born in Uganda and raised in Switzerland I already had the international mix in my blod. The rest of my family lives in Canada, the US and in Brazil....no need to explain further what motivates me to travel as much as I simply can ;). My father being a down-to-earth Bavarian I albeit the international background had a strong bond to my home country, especially Bavaria. This always reminds me where I come from and where home is. This is something in my opinion you need when travelling so much and never should loose. In the end it gives me strength and identity.
Since I immediately started working after school, I tried to see the world taking holidays in any possible way, at least twice a year! And besides short weekend trips within Europe, it had to be far far away. For a time being also my job as international marketing manager allowed me to get around. But these trips and even the far ones were always too short to discover people’s lives, their culture and environment. So there was the idea of a sabbatical and the diary started :)