When I was a little girl, my grandparents read to me many fairy tales. Actually, I can’t count how many times the poor people had to re-read to me over and over again “Pippi the long stocking”, “Tom Sayer and Huckleberry Fin”, “Marco Polo”, “Sinbad the sailor” etc. Not sure to what extent this played a role, but throughout my life my imagination always ran wild and I was in a constant search for adventures. As often life surprises you, I actually ended up spending most of my 30s stuck to an office desk, staring at excel spreadsheets and analyzing numbers, whose color formatting was much more exciting to me than their quantitative meaning. I was doing a job I went to business school for, offering safety and a big paycheck, but that never felt fulfilling or meaningful. With time I was questioning whose life I was living, and deep inside I knew there must be more to life than this. I always kept an inspirational card on my desk or someone’s travel blog on one of my screens. One of my favorite cards said “Create a life you don’t want to take a vacation from”. One day after re-reading it for the hundredth time, I quit my job and got on a plane to Italy.