Travel the world, meet people. ..

I left the first time 14 years ago. I packed my bags,  with too many kilos and left.
My bags became my life,  or so I thought. ... One: diving gear and PADI materials (forget about the digital revolution 14 years ago) and in the other bag: far too many clothes to be spending the rest of my life in bikini and barefoot.

And I left.  I remember the excitement at the airport and the tears (my mum still cry every time I leave).

I was creating my itchy feet,  without even knowing it yet. ..

I look back. 
My bags haven't been my life. .. but the people I met on the way.  In each part of my journey.

From Dominican Republic to Thailand,  passing through Bahamas,  St Martin, Maldives,  Ibiza, Bali. ..

Each place. .. is a reminder of someone/someones.

Sometimes I sit at the first day of the IDC,  look at my candidates and think to myself:
Objectif: by the end of this course you will be able to accept everyone exactly the way he is and become friends for life!

This never ends.

I have met along the way,  friends for life.  People for whom I would move mountains to go and see.

Friends for life.

What an amazing job we have.
Every day is a surprise,  every moment is unique. And every trip a new beginning to fulfill our experiences.

Travel the world,  meet people,  make friends forever. ..