It doesn't mean I'm leaving

After 2,5 years with my things stored in a box, it is time to make a change yet again. Continue moving, evaluating, and evolving. 

2,5 years changing homes in an average of 10 days, mostly in Hotels but with Housesitting and airbnbs in between. 2,5 years living as a Hotel Nomad. It has been an opportunity to get to know the little bits of Switzerland and the local hospitality scene. What a journey!

There have been loads of learnings, stories, experiences, countless train rides, testing beds and eating superb food by talented cooks. 

A life many might dream of. A blast, with content for an entire book. Not only meeting other's realities but diving deep inside and getting to know myself better in every new place and situation while understanding my limits. An exponential self-growth and the possibility to see how much the entrepreneurial and nomadic life offers. 

But also a challenging path. The need to let go of people, places, things, and beliefs and not having a base to return to. Always packing and unpacking. A life where logistics takes up a higher percentage of the daily work. Together with the excitement and adrenaline, an internal unease stays present. 

After 2,5 years without a proper routine, adapting to a new location every ten days and mostly eating restaurant food, my body and mind started asking for attention. A change is needed. A break from all. A step outside the buzz to realign routes and understand how to make this lifestyle more sustainable. 

After a super busy Hotel Nomad Summer, the past few months have been mainly about testing new models in parallel, such as bike guiding in Portugal and trying a more artistic approach to this entrepreneurial journey. Both are very appealing for various reasons. 

How things will continue is still unsure. First, I need a break to breathe.

My priority is to recover from sleepless nights, be in one place for longer than a week, have a healthy routine, and reset my body and mind. After resting, finalising a few open jobs and spending time with family, I will realign the routes and see where to focus my energy as of next year. 

A one-way ticket to Brazil seemed the right decision for a proper restart. 

So today, after over 12 years in Switzerland, I see myself packing up my things again and travelling to Brazil without a return ticket. My storage has been emptied, and everything is ready to go in suitcases. 

12 years of meeting incredible people (friends for life), trying out various jobs, from private banking to research, startups and photography, and learning about different versions of myself and this stunning country I've called home.

It doesn't mean, though, that I'm leaving Switzerland for good, but instead going to Brazil with an open door, unknowing for sure what the next steps will be. Maybe I'll be back in a few months. Maybe I won’t.

We'll see what life has in store for me. 

A mix of feelings, deja vus from the last few times I've encountered myself in similar situations (restarting), memories of the day I left Brazil in 2010 to commence a new life in Switzerland and images of how the Hotel Nomad chapter initiated back in 2020.

A particular type of nostalgia with excitement intertwined.  

Whatever it will be, I am sure it will be great. Life has continuously surprised me positively, making these transitions more exciting every time, where trusting the process is a must. Whatever is in store next will be exactly the adventure I've been looking for (the curiosity to continue exploring has not ceased).

This move feels weird but right - an opportunity to write new chapters on these presented blank pages.