Somewhere hidden in my heart the desire to travel remains alive. Travel is a culture. Travel is being aware of the world. Travel is self-love. That November 21 I was drinking mates and reviewing for an exam when my dad called me to tell me that he had been rewarded for his effort as an electronic engineer. He told me: -Well, daughter, I ask you a question, I have a trip to South Africa, a prize that I won in the company, would you like to go with me? -You are going to have to do a couple of paperwork, such as a passport, vaccines and buy a suitcase. -I need you to confirm if you want to go, I don't care if I go or not, if you don't go I don't go. And at that moment I felt that everything I had ever dreamed about traveling told me that I had arrived, that was there for me and I had to answer, “yes”. I told him: - Dad, Are you kidding me? with restless breathing tone -No Flor, I'm not kidding you, if you want we go to South Africa, just tell me, yes or no, I give you a few days to think about it. - Do you really think that I need days to think about traveling with you to another South Africa? definitely yes yes yes yes yes yes. At that moment, I also felt that the universe gave me a rematch with my dad. I met my dad when he was 16 and despite all the ups and downs in the relationship, we chose each other. Waiting for 25 of March, I began to prepare everything I needed. I learned to thank every day what I had, a memorable trip and my dad by my side. Now let's talk a little about the pre-trip nerves. The feeling of closing your eyes and know that other people are waiting for you in their country to show you the best. My heart exploded with happiness. A day before I went on a trip around 2 a.m I got out of bed and looked towards the window, a beautiful starry night looked at me and there at that moment I said loudly: - Thank God, thank you universe, I can not Ask for more, just more life to enjoy South Africa. At 6 am my dad knocked on my door to wake me up at the same time my alarm sounded with a loud song by Arctic monkeys. I got up. We went to the airport. On the way there, my dad grabbed my hand and told me: - I am so thankful for this moment with you-. That made me cried a bit. Gustavo and Paula were waiting for us at the airport. A beautiful family. Certainly, I miss them. Gustavo made me laugh too much and Paula made me feel like my mother was on my side. They were the prettiest people I met on that trip. Our trip had 2 one-way stopovers: San Pablo Brazil and Cape Town. I still remember that night above the plane. I woke up 4 am looking around as everyone slept and that I should do the same. There is always the fear that made me think of turbulence, that the plane was going to fall in the middle of the ocean and I was going to die being young and not knowing South Africa. Then the other part is activated that says that everything will be fine. The next day I woke up with a beautiful view next to my window and there I felt that sensation in the belly of butterflies inside of me. Well, lions roaring inside me. That week I was in South Africa I met so much culture, so much hospitality, so much South African love. The food was excellent that absolutely everything I liked. Everything was perfect, until every little breeze that ran there. I guess that's how it feels when we travel and feel alive. The best part of the trip was to know the safari, breathe that fresh air, laugh with the ranger and see fantastic animals. Connect with nature. The last safari, I got out of the car. I looked at the sunset and in the air, I drew a heart with my hands as a sign of thanking my dear South Africa for all. On the way back this trip allowed me to meet two countries that are also on my list of dreams to be fulfilled. The airport in London and Spain was waiting for me to meet me. Another point in favor of this incredible trip. Sometimes I say to myself "Wow flor, you met 3 beautiful countries, be grateful for that”. My advice for the people is: “Travel Meet Eat Drink Talk Learn Be happy That's what life is about: having little lions in the belly before getting on a plane and a heart full of happiness”. And my heart says: "Thank you, my dear South Africa".