About

I’m an IT girl who fell into travelling at a time when everything in my life was upside down. What started as a way to get out of my own head slowly turned into something that helped me process, heal, and move forward. Travel became my therapy. It distracted me when I needed it, grounded me when I felt lost, and eventually gave me this hunger to learn more about the world – its cultures, its history.

At the same time, I started a new hobby – I picked up a camera and a tripod, packed them, and went out to play. Over the years, I upgraded my gear, added a few gadgets, but the joy of taking photos hasn’t changed.

Back in 2016, I made one simple decision: no more “one day.” If something interested me, I booked it. No waiting for the perfect moment, because that moment never comes unless you drag it into existence yourself.

Even though I’ve lived in Denmark since 2011, I realized I barely knew the country. I worked, went home, repeated. Days blended together, and suddenly, years were gone. Looking back, it felt like I had let too much time slip through my fingers. So now I’m catching up. I try new things, learn to say yes to experiences, and make sure future-me won’t look back with that grim “wow, I wasted so much time” feeling.

I also hope my photos and stories inspire someone to get up and move a little. Not in a dramatic “go chase your destiny” way – just enough to show that the world is full of things worth seeing, even right next door. You don’t need a long-haul flight to feel alive; sometimes the best discoveries are a short bike ride away. I wish someone had shaken me earlier.

What kind of traveling do I do?

When I started in 2016, I travelled solo. I loved it then and still do. There’s something freeing about choosing your own tempo, wandering with a camera for as long as you want, and handling surprises on your own. Solving your own problems on the road gives you a quiet confidence that’s hard to get any other way.

Everything shifted a bit in 2019 when I met the man who’s now my fiancé. We began travelling together and had to find a rhythm that worked for both of us. It’s different from solo trips, but in a good way. He gets me to try things I probably wouldn’t do on my own, and he makes sure I actually eat real meals instead of relying on toast and adrenaline. And now I have a built-in photo buddy who doesn’t mind wandering around with me at golden hour and doing photoshoots.

From time to time, I join group trips. I enjoy them, but they taught me to loosen my grip on planning. With five or six people, you’re never going to tick off everything on your list – and that’s fine. Those trips are more about being together, laughing, going with the flow, and giving my FOMO a gentle pat on the head.

And now an entirely new chapter is beginning: travelling with a baby. Our little one arrived in October 2025, so we’re still figuring out how to leave the house without forgetting half of the things. But I know I want to show him the world. It’s a different kind of adventure, with its own challenges, mess, and magic. I can’t wait to discover what travel looks like through his eyes.