It really has been a wild past four months. Travelling across Europe, studying in France, and meeting extraordinary and ambitious people — both young and old. We live by telling our own stories, and tell it differently by the way we act, and behave. We should learn to embrace different cultures, be brave enough to take risks, and live in the moment just as much as we plan for the future. No two stories are ever the same, so here’s a little bit about mine.
From when I was a little boy, I’ve always been extremely ambitious and free-spirited (more than my other two siblings by a mile), so travelling the world exotically had always been at the top of my to do’s. I remember the day I told mama of my study abroad acceptance, and how happy I was (not because I was leaving home) but to be given the opportunity to explore, relive, and embrace change. To give you some perspective, I’ve never crossed borders without my parents, never lived away from home, and never set foot on European soil before — so yes I was worried — but that only made the hunger in me yearn for more.
Having visited nine countries and over twenty cities, I never felt as if I was away from home. After all I was just six thousand miles away from where I started. I won’t sit here and tell you it was all sunshine and rainbows, because it wasn’t. I got my fair share of ups and downs, but a truly adventurous trip can never go exactly as planned. It had been about cultivating my identity as a young, ambitious, and curious wanderer. The last four months have been great to me, and every city I visited had something valuable to teach me.
I would love to share some of the hundreds of adventures from my trip, but that would also have me writing a novel. In the meantime, I also wanted this to be my opening story to a series of other stories. With an interest in code, UX, entrepreneurship, and fintech, I’ll be blogging around these subjects, and only hope to entertain you in the process. If hearing any of these words excites you as much as it makes me jump on the couch like a two-year-old girl when she sees a piñata, then I’m sure we’ll meet again.
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