How it began

Adventures has always been part of my life. Not the wild and extreme kind, I had my own version of adventure. I grew up camping with my parents, and those early experiences shaped my love for life on the road. From biking and sleeping in a simple tent, then upgrading to a Camp-let and now traveling in our camper van. There was no rush or no strict plans, just being on the road, driving until we found the next place to sleep.

Those moments felt simple, but they meant everything. Just us, moving forward, one stop at a time
The sense of freedom, connection to nature and joy of discovering new places, has stayed with me ever since.


365 Days of Freedom

Back then, camping was something we squeezed into holidays and long summer days. It was a pause from real life, a temporary escape that always ended too soon. We packed up, went back home, and counted the days until the next vacation.

Today, that feeling never has to end. I turned those brief moments of freedom into a way of living. 365 days a year, on the road, in my own campervan. What used to be a destination is now my everyday reality.

I still have a house I can always come home to. But if I’m honest, I prefer my camper over my house. The camper feels lighter, less tied down, more alive. It gives me the freedom to choose my view, my pace, and my days.
Home is still about walls. I need a place to return to, somewhere I can truly be myself and feel safe. For a long time, that place was a house. Today, I see my camper as my home. When I close the door, I am home. Inside those few square meters, I find joy in the simplest way.