I grew up a suburb of Rome, Italy. As time went by, I started seeing the place I was born in as temporary. I began travelling when I was 24. The pull towards distant places has been with me forever, sometimes in the background, but sometimes it was overflowing. I studied foreign languages because I knew one day I would fly away. My heart was waiting for me in Asia, ever since I had met Buddhism through a book about Tibet on my auntie’s bookshelf. In 2011, after trying different jobs in Italy and graduating from university, I moved to China. The transfer was a leap into the unknown, but I was more than happy to leave a place that was offering me so many disappointments. Living abroad freed my mind of useless, invisible baggage and introduced me to other ways of thinking and living wiser than the ones I was accustomed to. I started looking at myself with a clarity I did not have back home. The biggest lesson of my twenties was finding out that by changing latitude, my life could change, too, and for the better. I work as a freelance translator, a teacher of Italian language and travel planner while blogging about destinations and communities is my passion together with meditation, hiking, and my two cats.
