I started my own business and worked my ass off to save money for all of my plans.
In the spring of 2018 I sold my house, car and most of my belongings, to make my dream come true. I left Holland to walk long distance trails like the Te Araroa trail (3000km) in New Zealand, the Via Alpina in Europe (2000km), The great Himalayan trail in Nepal (460km) and parts of the PCTin the US(1500km). I literally spent over a year in nature. But it wasn’t enough…
I started thinking about something big, something life-changing and I couldn’t get rid of it.
All the walking and the memories I made kinda triggered something because, all of a sudden, my journey kind of picked me. I vividly remember waking up in the morning, leaping up in bed and was like, “I know what I’m gonna do! I’m going to walk around the world!”
In the years following I worked even harder to save enough money for this huge undertaking. People thought that I was going crazy. Especially because I was at an age of getting kids and having a stable life which pays the bills. But the people that say “your dreams are impossible” have already quit on theirs.





