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Who am I and where do I come from?

Was it these red and white colours, making up my traditional Niçois costume, that destined me for Canada?

Was it my international folk group, called “Ciamada Nissarda”, that tormented me to the point of making Canada flow through my unconscious like one of Canada’s many waterfalls?

One thing is certain: Canada has been an ideal in my life since I was very young. Perhaps it began just after this photo was taken. In any case, it was around that age that a passion for this country in North America was born in me.

I remember that digital day, making me a king, that power that surrounded me and led me to buy a return ticket to Canada. I was 17, working in a pub on the Cours Saleya in Nice, and had saved enough money to fly towards my dreams.

Without telling my parents beforehand, once I had finished my pastry diploma, I presented my plan to them, with no turning back, one week before departure.

Seeing my enthusiasm, they could only say yes. From there came all my firsts: the plane, the journey, America and adventure.

My parents, two wonderful people who have always stood by me in my wildest dreams. If I had to thank someone today, I would not have far to look.

But unfortunately for them, today I have to talk about myself, introduce myself without talking about others. That seems impossible to me, because the others are me.

To talk about myself would mean, above all, explaining my influences. Though I am not easily influenced, I want to pay tribute to those I love through every step I take.

Without others, I would be nothing. If I am crazy and proud of it, it is because I receive so much support and encouragement, and my best audience is made up of the people I love and who love me.

Rich in this company, I decided to leave Nice many times.

Nice, my beautiful Nice. To understand who I am is also to understand where I come from.

Today I have just finished my season working as a waiter on the mountain. The number one question is: “Why did you leave Nice for Whistler?”

Actually, Nice, 300 days/year of sunshine,

the lively terraces, the food and the quality products, the sea, the beach, and the good French living style. I probably forget a lot.

But when I talk to them about my love for Canada, I like to believe that my clients understand why I’m here one day from Ottawa, betting on the fact that I’ll be Canada’s next governor. knowing the openness of Canadians, I did not take it for a joke, but would my love of this country be enough? Oh, ok it’s probably a joke, but they tell me, Canada needs people like you, thanks, I hope it is not a joke, I wish it.

To come back to myself, and to respect this exercise that I find so unbearable, I must say that I have a few qualities counterbalanced by many faults.

My greatest quality might be questioning myself every day.

As for my biggest fault, I think it is being emotional: I like something or I do not, and I know no middle ground. I am trying to work on it, but sometimes it is very difficult, especially far from familiar social surroundings.

Being far from loved ones in a country whose language is not my own makes my emotions painfully stronger. But I try to be strong, and immigrating takes enormous courage, so I try not to be too hard on myself and to take a step back from who I am today. Let time do its work.

And now, why did I embark on Sailing Garibaldi?

This project came about as something obvious. I like to move about as a nomad; my Italian ancestors must have passed on a taste for expatriation.

I do not know why I cannot be satisfied with Nice the beautiful, but I have learnt to long for her. Several times in my life, far from my hometown, I realised that I needed a way to share my heart between two places in the world, or even more.

Canada was that other part of the world I had chosen, and I had to fight to become, at the very least, a permanent resident.

Some good news to announce: we are on the eve of obtaining our resident cards, waiting for the invitation to collect them.

My dream is taking shape, but the problem is that I have several dreams. Including sailing around the world.

Of course, my address is and will remain in Canada. I fought for the right to be here legally, I am proud of it and I want to honour it. That is why our journey around the world will begin on the Canadian coast, so we can receive professional sailing training.

The project is beginning to take shape through this website, of course, but also through sailing lessons and the diligent search for a boat that can safely take us onto the wildest waters.

Through my passions and my way of life, I will continue to introduce myself in more detail at different stages of the project.

In the meantime, you can find my stories on the blog, my recipes in the cookbook, and soon videos will enrich my trip.

Sailing around the world Zero Waste comes from the fact that I adopted this way of life on land, and it seems obvious to continue it at sea.

Thank you for those who have taken the time to get to know me via this micro-biography