Universal Studios: treasured memory

Living is a short process, and I mean shot because 70-90 years are not enough to do it all. Some people keep trying living their life to the fullest and some just are happy with their way of life. But there is a third kind, in which I include myself: the ones who live from…

Brick by brick – or how I grew up

I am amazed by the imaginative world of LEGO, and how if you connect piece A with piece B, ecetera, etc, etc you can build an amazing figure, and that made me think? Does it work for everything? I mean, can I – and my personality – be compared with a LEGO? I was just…

I always wanted to be a magician

It’s funny how the brain select some memories. I can’t remember my telephone number but instead, I can describe to perfection the first time I saw magic. I was 4 and I went to the circus with my godmother. It was beautiful. And when the magician entered in the stage, he asked for a volunteer,…