#sinbadsodyssey

[sinbadsodyssey]

So here is the story. Because there is always one. I was around 18 years old when I had a chance to fly for the first time. I remember seeing a young guy at the airport. He was probably in his mid-twenties, he only had a small bag on his back. He looked so light, he was listening to music while waiting in the queue. I tried to imagine his life, wondering what he’s doing for a living, where is he from, why he only has such a small bag? I pictured him as a cool, experienced traveler who’s been around a lot. I just simply loved the idea of having a life like this. And I wished I was like him once. He barely knows the impact he had on me, but that moment at the airport and my first backpacking experience in Ireland after that has changed my forever. Since that moment, I’m blessed and cursed at the same time. Blessed because I’m one of the few who is lucky enough to know what makes me happy, which is nothing more than the freedom of being on the road. But cursed because I know that nothing makes me happier than the freedom of being on the road. This blog aims to tell and share all the beautiful, heartwarming, bittersweet, scary, sad, funny, and uplifting stories of my life and my travels around the globe. Persuing the happiness and fulfillment we all seem to be searching for. Nothing less and nothing more.