that first destination, sydney, changed everything. i didn’t just discover a new place, i discovered myself.

somewhere between the unfamiliar streets, the shared meals, the conversations in broken language… something clicked.

i realized that travel, culture, language, stories they weren’t just interests. they were my way forward.

that’s where i started peeling off the version of me i was told to be… and slowly began shaping who i really wanted to become.

that trip wasn’t just a journey, it was the beginning of nomadé b.