An important day for me.

When I was fifteen years, I traveled for the first time to Bolivia and Perú with my grandfather, Victor, the journey was beautiful and full of magic.

One day was very special, my grandfather got sick and I was forced to go Machupichu by my one, and for a fifteen it was a complete challenge, I felt alone, scared and fully surprised by the beauty and magic of the ruins. Even though the fear I felt, I climbed the Huayna-pichu mountain, a very difficult path but I make it through the top.

I saw in the mountains, in the people, all the possibilities, all the visions, a lot of people of many different countries. It was incredible the magic that I felt. That day I decided that I have to change, the world is bigger than I imagine, since that day on I realized that the world was fascinating and I must travel it, the whole world as it is possible.

This day was very special and I remember it with a lot of nostalgic and anxious for succeed in my challenge, to visit the most possible countries in my life and revive the felling.