I am pretty sure this sounds really cliché, but ever since I was a little girl I dreamt about travelling the world. I think the origin of this dream comes from my mom being a flight attendant for KLM in my early years. Back then, the idea of her flying all over the world got me so excited, that I could not sleep the nights that she was away. Nowadays I still get butterflies when I’m dreaming away to another continent, meeting different people, experience different cultures and learn new languages.
This was all just a dream, until now…
