Exactly one year ago I began the first chapter of my journey abroad. Still in Europe, I was landing in Germany for (supposedly) four months of hard work… not knowing that I would stay in fact for almost seven. Berlin and Munich were the two main cities I explored, lived and learned the most. At the time I felt like this: http://instagram.com/p/jTh08jJhTy/ a year later I still feel the same joy/excitement/fear/anxiety when I’m moving somewhere new. This time it’s the U.K. and I can’t wait to write my first thoughts about it. It feels good to begin a new chapter.