Ever found a place during your travels you loved so much that you wish you could find a way to stay there forever. To forget going home, and continuing with your job in a professional capacity. I believe that this is how my journey began: I found that place in Pemba, Mozambique. I had no idea that I would set up a business outside of my own country, but when I got a call one day from the owner of the lodge that I once called a second home, I realised that I had to buy it, I had to “save” the guest house from closing down; take a risk; and test my cards in the field of enterprise. A million thoughts crossed my mind, causing me to sit on the offer for two months without doing anything. It wasn’t a simple decision between yes and no – it was rather a matter of: what could I see myself doing for the next years of my life? Being young and single meant that I had no other obligations. Overtime I had saved. But, would that mean throwing all my savings into one business venture that was at that time, already failing?