I define myself as a day-dreamy person, always engaged in thousands of reasonings and thoughts that never keep my feet on the ground. A ground which is not solid and stable enough to allow me, 25 years old, to define myself with certainty.
The passion for travelling is one of those interests that I discovered recently while looking for my true self. But, is this something that I really want to discover? Uncertainty, precariousness, doubts keep me alive and every travel represents new doors opening, opportunities, new means, people who make me think that nothing is written yet, that sooner or later I will leave for that several-month-long travel, that “this is not all” and that all this is beautiful.
After my travel to Cuba, I understood that for me “holidays” were no more an excuse to have fun with my friends on a beach, dancing and getting back late.
Holidays represented travels of discovery and astonishment looking at the complexity of the world and humanity.
This means travelling not only as an escape from the routine, but in order to discover the world, open one’s mind and learn how to deal with life through many more means and points of view. Keeping back from the suffocating right/wrong dichotomy, accepting, appreciating and enjoying all the unlimited hints of life.
I’ve started travelling alone almost by chance. It was not a firm stance, something that I’ve thought on for a long time, but a need which became stronger, a natural and spontaneous tendency which my life took last year. “I want to go there, I want to go there as I want and at my pace”, has nobody my same needs? What is the problem?
I travel alone because i learnt how to love me, and because alone you are more opened to the others
It was a satisfying, surprising and complete experience. And after my first and second solo adventure in Europe, now I dream at great scale: Asia and Latin America. The countries of smiles, colours, simple people, uncontaminated nature, magic, those countries narrated by Gabriel García Márquez and Tiziano Terzani who with their words transport me directly to the other side of the world even laying comfortably on my bed. Just how I like it, dreaming with my eyes opened.