🌍 Amelia Zoe James: When FinTech gets put on the shelf for wanderlust. 💸✈️

"Life’s too short for terrible investments—both in your portfolio and passport." 🏦🔥

Let’s get straight to the point: I didn't so much as pick the FinTech life; it came to me voluntarily. But sweet heart, I did pick the borderless, move-fit, adrenaline junkie life. Can you envision this? I'm sitting in a Tokyo high rise 🏙️, decoding blockchain trends one moment—and then I'm in a stall at a souk in Marrakech 🧿 bartering for beautiful vintage silk while my stiletto heels sink into the sand. (Yes, I do pack stiletto heels, EVERYWHERE! Fight me.)

I was born with a calculator in one hand and a horribly outdated world map in the other hand. Growing up, I crunched numbers for Wall Street wolves 🐺. But the real numbers? The ones that counted? They were in the currency of experiences—the miles flown, the sunrises stolen, and the risks taken. Bartering my corner office for a corner seat on a rickety bus to Patagonia, (Instagram 🎠makers notes: always pack motion sickness medicino).

Now? I am the unapologetic offspring of high finance and high adventure. To my LinkedIn authorizations, my title is "Financial Technologies Advisor"—but my Instagram clearly states "Professional Chaser of Sunsets." I have hacked Crypto, in Costa Rica 👊 (when I wasn't learning how to surf 🏄‍♀️), debated ethics of AI in a Berlin speakeasy while consuming absurdly overpriced gin, and allegedly flirted with a banker from Switzerland at the summit of the Matterhorn. (Allegedly.)

But here's the real tea ☕: Money is not just about stacks—money is freedom. And freedom tastes like street food in Bangkok with emergency cash strapped to your thigh (sue me), last minute flights to nowhere. So, if you are here for FinTech hacks, or for the wanderlust chaos, buckle it up, buttercup. We are rewriting the script, one borderless transaction at a time. 💋

P.S. My DMs are always open for investment advice and your best hostel horror stories. (Bonus if it is the same story.)