Sometimes I am asked: “Aren’t you tired of flying from place to place all the time?”
And I always smile, because this question is like asking the sea if it is tired of being endless… ✈️

For some, the sky is just a path from point A to point B. For me, it is a space of dreams. Every time I rise above the clouds, the same girl wakes up inside me who once looked at the sky and thought: “What’s over there, beyond the horizon?..”

I love the smell of new cities, I love listening to a foreign language that I don’t fully understand yet, but I already feel with my heart. I love coffee at the airport at 5 am and the feeling when you are at the start of a small adventure again. Every place, every meeting, even for a few minutes, is a puzzle that makes up my big, multifaceted life 🌎

And, perhaps, one day I will leave the sky. But the dream of traveling will remain with me forever 💫