Born in South Africa, I became an unintentional gypsy at the age of two and a half, when my family decided to leave everything behind, and travel on a 47' sailboat they built. The first few years of my life read like an extended travel itinerary, birthdays weren't necessarily about getting older, but rather highlighted by the various locations in which they took place. Except for eight years in England, the travel bug stuck, leading to a few years working in the Super Yacht Industry. It has been suggested that I haven't led a normal life...but really, what is normal?