It’s official — my bus now has a name: Marea.
In Italian, Marea means tide, pronounced mah-RAY-ah — for those of you not fluent in Italian 😉
I can’t think of a more fitting name for this project and for the adventures ahead.
Life, like the tide, is always in motion, shaped by ebbs and flows. In many ways, nothing could better symbolize the past two years. Marea is a project of love, and the solo journeys I will take in her will be more than simple escapes — they will be part adventure, part reflection, and part spiritual journey.
The name also feels deeply personal. It connects to my life on the sea: from my childhood going out with fishermen in Celle, to years spent on oceans around the world, to my life today in beautiful Mandalay Shores. The sea has always been there, in one form or another.
Marea feels like the perfect name for this bus and for this new chapter of the journey.
And so, Marea begins.
