Hi guys! My name is Elina and I’m the sole genius (?) behind wayfarover.
Originally from Finland, nowadays you’ll find me wherever looking for a place to call home. I pet every animal that doesn’t run away from me, wear lipstick even alone at home and have never got a food poisoning (*touches wood* *crosses fingers* *makes a sacrifice to the ancient gods just in case*).
Storytelling has been my foremost passion even before I could put pen on paper (seriously – thanks, mum, for captioning my earliest stories that were just sequences of Pokemon stickers and rather surrealist drawings). In travel, I seek out any experiences that are out of the ordinary: hanggliding in Rio, hitchhiking through the Balkans and successfully doing the first escape room in Albania. Travel is an emotional, life-changing experience. I bring that emotion into my writing and incorporate local knowledge into my own experiences.
My other interests include intensive Netflixing anything scary and/or funny, disappearing for three weeks for a solo hike, eating cake and photography – although based on the condition of my beat-up Olympus you’d probably wager that I hate the poor camera.
After finishing high school in 2012, I packed up my trusty backpack Rosie and took flight to Australia, and didn’t come back for nine months. (Not because I was having a baby abroad, as a few people have suggested.) People told me they thought I was brave for doing it all alone, but I didn’t feel brave; I was just having fun.
Since then I have gotten my Master’s Degree in translation and continued exploring the world mostly solo, a little lost, sometimes hangry, all the time yearning to see and experience new places and people. So far I have travelled in some 50 countries, stayed in over a 100 hostels and lost my passport three times.
Travelling these days is easy if you have the money and the time – but that’s not enough for me. I aim to explore more locally and adventurously. That’s why you’ll find me next to a highway ramp with my thumb up, on some obscure new hiking path, or settling in a cool city for a few months at a time. What’s the rush?
I’m currently working remotely as a translator and a (mostly unpaid) writer. Living month by month, I have no idea where I’m going next. Wherever that is, I hope there’ll be cake.
Still got questions? Leave me a comment or shoot me an email! You can also find me on Instagram @wayfarover where I’m probably over at the stories trying to find the best possible filter and a font for a picture of a cat.