Never-Ending Journey: Backpacks, Churches, and the Long Way Home

This book is a travel diary, spiritual memoir, and comedy of errors rolled into one—with a lot of walking, a little weeping, and an unexpected amount of grace.

My journey started in Rome and took me deep into the south of Italy, through the wild, beautiful, and slightly chaotic regions of Calabria.
It was a mix of heartbreak, hilarity, and truly horrible moments that somehow led to a spiritual awakening I never saw coming. I set out looking for answers, only to learn that planning is mostly pointless—and that having no plan might actually be the plan.

I ended the journey walking The Camino from Portugal to Spain— or should I say... to pain?
Blisters, burned shoulders, lost arrows, and divine signs I almost missed. But somewhere between the churches, the exhaustion, and the silence, something shifted. I stopped running and started listening.

And guess what... the journey never ends. Even when you're looking for something, that's always been right in front of you.