Some words about the blog first: this is not what is commonly understood as a travel blog. Through travel we discover the world, we form impressions about places, habits, people and facts. It allows us to penetrate the substance of the reality portrayed in reports and accounts, in the social and conventional media, and to understand the world and ourselves at deeper levels. In this sense, traveling is also experiencing mundane facts from an even slightly unusual perspective, without leaving our armchair. This blog is about that experience, be it born on the road or not.
A unique perspective on the world does not exist. Our perception is filtered by the sum of our experiences, our culture, our ideas: the same experiences are different for different people. We can only experience the world by being immersed in the reality we want to understand; still our understanding will be a particular perspective.
I will try to convey in words or images (captured on camera or mobile, depending on what is handy) what the world gives me, tells me, and how it changes me: my perspective on things.
Don’t forget to add your views and perspectives to mine!
Some words about myself now.
I have been lucky enough to gain an early perspective on our world’s width and diversity. I was traveling back and forth across the Atlantic ocean and over the equator since I was a child. Once a year, in the autumn, my mother, brothers and I would leave the approaching Italian winter to join the approaching Argentinian summer. It lasted a handful of years, in which my seasons skipped winter at its darkest, and the sun would travel sometimes on my south, sometimes on my north.
I was born from an English speaking Italian woman who spent her youth in East Africa, and from a French speaking Italian man who instead spent his youth in North Africa. That should make me sort of Italian myself (at least that’s what my passport says; I recently found out here that some call it the “passport country”). I though speak English, think in English, dream in English, work in English, write in English, and I apparently had already uttered English words when I blurted out my first Italian ones. I didn’t manage to get much French until later, though, to much of my father’s disappointment.
I grew up among stories about faraway places I partly yet need to visit, pictures of Serengeti plains, scorched deserts, tales of endless boat trips through the Suez canal, African nights and wilderness. And most importantly about local life, people, hardship and injustice.
I left Italy for good in 2012 to spend 5 years of my lifein Sweden, till 2017. I then defended a PhD at the University of Gothenburg, where I researched on inequality, social identity, social conflict and discrimination where economics, sociology, and psychology meet.
I am currently living in Germany.
I continue researching what I believe are the most important hurdles of our contemporary societies at the Max Planck Institute for Tax Law and Public Finance in the beautiful city of Munich.
Here’s a link to my professional website.