I hope that it does mean “my journey”.
It’s portuguese, and I like how the language sounds, and I think that is what I want to capture in this blog. My journey. Literally – in many different meanings of the word.
To go not so far back, the first journey started when I was 16 and started high school. At that time, the journey was from the suburb of Jakarta to the very hip/ghettoish/central area of Jakarta where my high school is located. It was a nice kind of surprise, and during those 4 years of high school – life was good.