I'm 23 and I'm a perpetual traveller, the real kind. There are many reasons why I have chosen this lifestyle. In the beginning it was all about discovering new countries and managing my finances and businesses but over the time it has become a sort of drug. I'm always in need of some new thrill, new way to make myself fell alive. It can be a trip to North Korea, a walk across a desert, a dive in the pacific, an exotic girlfriend in some godforsaken country or anything that involves a fair bit of adrenaline and unexpectedness.

Of course most of my family thinks I'm crazy but you would be surprised to see how many people secretly envy peoples like us who travel a lot. For example, I went to see a movie called Chernobyl Diaries last week in Bangkok with a friend and that friend told me "Would be great to go visit Chernobyl!", I said "next week?" and my friend replied "I can't go, I was just joking". Well I'm in Ukraine right now and I'm about to visit Chernobyl, my friend is still in BKK and is working in his cubicle.