In April 1994, I was celebrating my tenth birthday. I remember traces from that day quite vividly, since turning ten seemed like a big thing at that point. The most badass present I got was a card with the number 10 glued to it – created out of golden 10 crown coins. The golden 10…
Tag: Historical travelling
Didn’t we almost have it all?
The last few posts have dealt a lot with the subject of travelling vs expectations, and finally I managed to circumvent both my prejudices and hopes by not really knowing much at all about Ethiopia. Yes, I have noticed an increased interest from fellow travelling friends to visit Ethiopia, but I haven’t really reflected on…
A country slowly picking up the pieces
When starting to plan this big overlanding adventure of the African continent, it felt like the only real hot potato would be Sudan. I almost jokingly suggested to my travel friend that we had to pass through Sudan since I only wanted to travel by land from Cairo to Cape town, not really thinking it…
Chinese Amnesia
This is not a personal blog post about my trivial and adventurous experiences in China, my impressions are surprisingly neutral so far, and I feel it’s more imminent to dig straight in to politics, which I actually avoided for quite a while now. I cross my heart and promise to write something more convivial and…
Chernobyl – a human disaster leaves room for natures survival
Though I was too young to remember the news of the Chernobyl accident I still remember the triggered fear of nuclear power which the accident resulted in. Sweden was the first outside country to realise the magnitude of reactor number fours meltdown and it was a Swedish politician who phoned and informed Moscow when Kiev…
Travellers Without Borders 