The journey

It’s the beginning of an adventure, again. I have come to realize that adventures don’t end, they always continue. I guess that is what it means to be living.

With a specially made Café Latte by my side, and the only belongings I now own as my companions, I am slowly making the long journey towards the British Virgin Islands. There awaits me an activity specked summer full of scuba, sailing and life defining experiences. Because that is my job; helping other fellow humans evolve and redefine what they thought was possible through unforgettable experiences. Not only do I get to serve as an inspiration and role model to young individuals, I also find myself every day learning and growing doing things I never thought I would. I am indescribably excited for my upcoming adventures, and the BVIs is just the start of the story that never really ended in the first place. After the BVIs awaits a month of sailing in the Swedish archipelago, a wedding in Bali, and then crocodile “hunting” in Costa Rica.

I have long been told to write about my life. High-life some call it, I just call it sleeping well in a well-made bed.

Until later,

Linda