I was born in 1994 in Ostia (Rome) to a family of Albanian immigrants, and even though I started surfing as an adult, the sea has always been an integral part of my life. I spent my entire childhood playing sports, but eventually, like all my friends, I devoted myself to soccer (I know, big mistake). My path with surfing crossed one afternoon on the way home from school, on the bus. A friend I had recently started hanging out with told me that as soon as he got home, he was going surfing, and I, being completely naive, teased him about the slim chance of being able to surf living in Torvajanica. But I was still intrigued, so I made him promise to take me next time. That next time took months to arrive, but I remember that day as if it were yesterday. My first experience was traumatic for several reasons, but I remember the phrase I told myself as I came out of the water: "Wow! How cool is this! I want to do this for the rest of my life!" And until now, let's say we're keeping up with expectations. It took me a while to gather the money after that, but in February 2014, I bought all the equipment and started this wonderful adventure in the world of surfing. At the time, I was 20 years old, and until then, I had devoted my life to soccer. Surfing enchanted me from the start, and in a few years, it completely took over, making me completely forget about soccer. Between 2014 and 2017, I think I surfed any swell that came, gaining some experience along the way, but I wanted more.