My name is Abhinandan Dahal - This is my official name. I am 30 years old and last week it was my birthday. I was very happy on that day. I talked with my mother and had lots of good wishes on my wall on Facebook. The bad part is that I went to work that day. I am from Nepal and I have a Bachelor's degree in Business Studies. I came to Europe to study but then I had to quit and start working.  Most people from Nepal who come here to study cannot pay the full fee of the University, so they have to quit. It is difficult to extend the visa, that's why they come to Portugal, because here it is easy to get the visa - the Government tries to benefit from us because they have fields and they are promoting the agriculture of Portugal. They need the workers. That's why they welcome us. That's why if someone arrives illegally, they are also welcome.

When I came here I had to pay twelve thousand euros, just to arrive. I paid the agents and they charge a lot because in Nepal everybody wants to leave - to see the world, for the lifestyle, to explore.

You see pictures, you see photos and then you arrive and it's very different.

In the beginning I worked in shit places. I lied to my family and told them everything was ok. In Nepal, the families are very united and connected through the heart. Here in Europe everyone is connected through the mind. In Nepal I live from my heart. In Portugal I live from my mind.

A few months after arriving, I went to Portimão and did skydiving. I jumped from a plane and landed here. It was 1 minute of free fall. I was thinking: Where will I land?

Then I landed and I felt so happy. I shouted the words I LOVE YOU PORTUGAL! - When the parachute opened, when I landed. It was very different than when I landed for the first time at Lisbon airport.

When I touch the soil I feel a connection. When I touch the soil I remember I exist. Our thoughts stop and we go back to the heart. Here there are so many chemicals in the soil.

I you have time, walk barefoot on the earth. I walk here, on the earth outside my house. That is also a way of landing. Of returning to myself.