Well, naturally, in a Finnish forest, a bit north from the Arctic Circle. Where else.
There were two of us. One lived in Helsinki, the other in Belgium. The two happened to meet on the way to the Bear Trail in a taxi with an old man. The old man knew it all, as old men always do. They know.
After a hike, a few travels here and there and the two ended up living in Belgium, which is our main base. For now.
From now on, I am letting you into this travelling love story. I am planning on writing about the places we go to and the things we see, the things we do.
I hope you enjoy the journey.