Finding the way through the pen. The escape music gives us. And with a camera at my side.
2013-09-24
Life in Italy
2013-09-18
Our favourite place
Last summer my parents bought a house in Italy. Caramnico Terme to be exact, in the region of Abruzzo. It’s their hidden treasure, a place where they can relax and just be at peace. Last week was the first time that the whole family were there together. I’ve been once before, in October last year. For my brother it was his first visit to Italy. I took advantage of the impressive and beautiful landscape and played around a lot with my camera. Here’s a few pictures from the week, and more will follow.
Food in the seaside town Pescara. It’s about an hour drive from Caramanico to get to the Mediterranean.
Cooking in the house. Pasta with pancetta and lots of local vegetables. The mountain is part of one of the ridges that surrounds the village.
2012-01-07
Travel geek
2011-10-03
The joy of travel books
LP are releasing a new edition of their Australia guide in November. And I've pre-ordered it from Amazon. I cannot wait to get my hands on it and plan my Christmas trip down there!
If anyone has any suggestions of things to get up while down under, let me know!
Travelholic
It's not necessarily a good thing. I've been told that it's a fear of commitment. That by travelling I don't have to create long term relationships. And I know already from the beginning that I am going to 'lose' my friends, rather than walking around waiting for them to fall off the face of the earth for no good reason what so ever.
So yeah. I travel. And move. I love it. And I hate it. Because how amazing would it not be to just be home somewhere? To have a place you feel at ease with. A place where you can see yourself living for years and years and years. Not feeling the need to have to fly away ever again...
But anyway. I'm going to start writing more about travelling. Anything that involves travelling. Because honestly, I can't live without it. For better or worse.
I took this photo of a baby albatross on Isla Española in the Galapagos Islands on the 12th of December 2007.
2011-09-02
Christmas plans are settled!
Going down for a friend's wedding, and then adding some exploring and chilling with good friends.
I feel a good year coming :)
2011-07-25
Hate is a strong word, but sometimes the only word
But I truly hate cockroaches. I have now had five in my kitchen/living room in the last hour. And I am freaking out. They're disgusting, they're fast, they're ugly, they're creepy, they're horrible. I hate them, I hate them, I hate them. I wa taught as a child that everyone plays a part. You know, the bees pollenate the flowers therefore we shouldn't kill them, etc etc. But cockroaches? What purpose do they fill more than absolutely, and completely, freak me out. I have been terrified of them ever since I at the age of 11 in a hotel in Bali came across one in the bathroom sink as I was about to spit out toothpaste from my mouth. The spitting turned into screaming. I refused to sleep in that room for several nights. Now though, my parents are not here to kill them for me. Or to hold my hand. I have to do it by myself. And you know what? It sucks! Sometimes it sucks being all grown up. I don't want to do this anymore. When nights like this happen I wonder why I didn't just stay in nice, safe, bug-free northern Europe. Yes, we have bugs. But we don't have cockroaches. Or bugs that might kill you.
I truly hate cockroaches. And I wonder if I'll be able to sleep tonight. I'm very grateful for my 'cockroach net' as I will call it from now on.
2011-07-18
I love you
I'm used to not being in daily contact with the people I love.
But somehow it seems extreme right now.
I'm lonely.
And I miss you.
And the only person that is attempting to shorten the distance between us right now is my mum.
And that means everything.
Thank you.
2011-07-02
Travelling as I want it to be
I remember when I was in Ecuador in the fall of 2007. My brother was in the early stages of planning a trip of a life time, he just wasn't sure which one. We had conversation on msn and I kept telling him the same thing: "I want to go travelling aswell!" And he kept reminding me: "You're in ECUADOR! You are travelling."
And that always seems to be the case. Whenever I'm travelling the urge to travel grows even stronger. It's probably because while I'm travelling I realise how much I love it. And it might also be because when other's see me as 'away travelling' I'm really not. Not in my opinion. When I was in Ecuador, I stayed in Quito for four months. It became like home, and thus the travelling became restricted to the weekends. When I was in Mexico, I lived in Guadalajara for almost a year. While I did travel around Mexico, I went to school and lived the normal day-to-day life just like everyone else. And now, I'm in Uganda. And while I'm travelling quite a bit back and forth between the north and Kampala, I'm still working during the weeks. Not really travelling and exploring. And I shouldn't even mention England. That is as far away from travelling as is possible. It's home. It's where I live, just as much as Sweden. If not more.
I want to travel. I want to book a flight somewhere random. Pack my backpack. And just go. Not working. Not volunteering (although I recommend everyone to do that and I'd love to do it again at some point). Not studying. Just travel. Have a return flight from a place quite far away from the place I fly in to. And just make my way. Explore.
I guess that is why the roadtrip I did a year ago is so special to me. Well, one of the many reasons it is special to me. It was one of those trips that was pure travelling.
I can't wait for the day when I have the money and time to do that again.