I moved to London because after two years travelling my back pack was worn out and I had run out of money. Well not strictly true . I also had an amazing job offer that I couldn't refuse, working as a photographer at the then Trident Communications based in East London.
The plan was to travel for a year, 'mata la curiosidad' - get it out of the system and come back and settle down. But one year became two and when I finally returned to England, I realised the plan hadn't worked! I still craved learning new languages, experiencing new cultures and meeting interesting people from all over the world. Read More