Born in 1998, I’ve been in love with travel for as long as I can remember!

At 6 months old, I was already roaming the streets of London; we can blame my parents for this passion that has permeated my entire life.

At the age of 8, I have vivid memories of my first walks in the Azores, among the lush greenery and the smell of wet earth.

At 17, I studied Tourism Management in Estoril.

At 18, when I got my first job, I directed all my resources to travel, made my first solo trip and then spent six months in Poland.

At 19, I experienced my first culture shock in Morocco; at 20, I wandered around Kruger, trying to spot lions (which never appeared).

At 23, I ventured to Belgium, and indulged in beautiful canals, chocolates, waffles and frituur, in one of the best experiences of my life.

I caught the biggest snowfall in 50 years in Paris, drove through Italy, surfed in the south of France. I survived almost 50 degrees in Dubai and -15ºC in Poland. I swam with turtles in Bali and did an exchange program in Ukraine.

I can’t explain what I love about traveling; it’s intrinsically rooted in me, a strange thirst to travel the world.

Africa and Asia won me over; I’m not one for extremes, but difference fascinates me.

And here I am, in love with life and endowed with tireless energy.