The day God took you home
Days will pass and turn into years, but I will always remember you with silent tears. Wherever I will go there will never be a day when I won’t think of you. If you look down from Heaven, I hope you are proud of me.
You were my hardest goodbye,
Thank you for all my great memories, for the wind on my face, for the salt in my hair and for all the peace around me! You will always be beautiful!
I call myself a traveler, not a tourist…
I always do my best to blend with the locals so I will never stare at a map with a selfie stick in my hand. I make sure I bring clothes that are fashionable…, well I never lose my style for comfort but I also respect cultural norms.
Most time I use the local language. I usually try local cuisine because is a link to local culture… and because I love to try new food, especially desserts.
The most important… I never rely on a map, I trust my own instincts. I am not afraid of getting lost, eventually getting lost means seeing beautiful landscapes you might have never seen before.