At age 18, having never so much as boarded a plane, I packed my bags and embarked on a 13-hour flight to New Zealand.
It changed everything.
That fateful summer opened my eyes not only to the world, but to another way of life. I had a taste of adventure and I wanted more.
Over the last 10 years I’ve made this dream a reality, filling my passport with more than 30 stamps and my travel journals with more than a million (mis)adventures.
Five years ago, I made the decision to move to Madrid, and I’ve been predominantly based out of Spain ever since. Today you can find me living, teaching, eating, writing photographing and of course, getting lost in the Canary Islands. Tomorrow… who knows?