The need of share a story

Everyone has the same dream when we are kids. About flying through the sky, discovering and conquering all over the world.

Being Erasmus in the center of Europe, I discovered my Greek friends looking for coffee places and relax. Others were trying to squeeze the days like they were wet clothes, believing in the possibility of eat whole Vienna in midweek. Nevertheless, I’m not sure whether I was looking for something else or all the points together.

I remember exactly the moment when I felt the need of share a story. I was walking between imposing buildings in Paris. I was travelling alone and I was starving after hours walking in the French capital. I decided to look for fast food but sometimes I have a problem with the main avenues and even if I had a McDonald’s in front of me, my hunger of discovering was bigger. Finally, I walked into a tiny street which was at the end of a huge mall. Being in Paris, inside you would find more fast food and more clothes stores. But, from my view, it was warmer there.

Once there, I was running (of course) to another McDonald’s when I realized it was only McCafé. With disappointment and my head down I had resigned myself to the possibility that I may have lunch with ordinary tourists. However, suddenly I heard the language of my soul: hip-hop. I started to dance before I started to be able to remember it. Even if I left it as a hobby, that’s my mother tongue. I turned around and on the other side of the street I could see the ghetto blaster. They were two thin teenagers. I really have the belief that black skin people have better skills for everything. Anyway, I started to film the situation because I love to capture any beautiful scene with my camera. But also I really have the belief that was the worst video I have ever made. I needed to look at them – dancing - with the crystal of my reality, not across my eyeglass. I had the momentum to go and discover their story. But I didn’t.

After that journey, I love lonely trips, narrow streets and impulses. I’m following the sensation to uncover lives and now I’m not scared to ask about it. I feel I’m the one to write about something common and make it special. I am trying to take our daily tales and to put the magic.