Travelling in a world that’s falling apart

I guess most people my generation vividly feel and experience the world changing around us. So much is so very different from a couple of decades ago, and as the world is falling apart, maybe that will actually be the salvation. In just a few years we’ve seen the rise and fall, thank God, of…

Not weird, but a bit quirky

As I established in my last entry, Iran is a surprisingly normal country with an unfair and bad reputation. That, however, doesn’t mean it is like any other country, or, for that sake, similar to “home”. No, Iran has it’s uniqueness, apart from the people being extraordinarily nice. The strict laws enforced since the revolution…

I’ve got nothing to do today but smile

So as we slowly dragged and snailed, rocked and churned, huffed and puffed our way over the Myanmarian country side, a country side of infinite beauty in its simplicity, I started analysing the fact that I felt so strongly for this country and its people. I loved them, each and every one. That was apparent…

Every new beginning comes from some other beginnings end

Being alone in a place you don’t want to be on your last day of travelling, after months of happiness and love in the most remarkable settings, paints everything in shades of grey. San José is one of the most unpleasant city I have been in, not to offend any of its inhabitants. Not only…

Split ends and untied knots

It has been a strange holiday season. Spent most of my time working, laying sleepless, considering life in general and the great mystery of monetary influence over the concept of freedom. I don’t want a job, but I like to work. I would like to work for a living and cut out the alienating job…

First mission accomplished!

As humble as ever, I mostly thought that I myself was the one finding this blog amusing or inspiring. Since I get to decide the content, reading my old posts is for my very own pleasure; I do agree with most of what I’ve written and find some phrasings rather catchy. But oh oh oh!…

Booking and hosting

One more weekend has passed since last entry, oh these days are either packed or completely wasted doing close to nothing. I’ve been quite careless most of the time and haven’t really got back on track since last weeks blues, energy has been rather low, sleep bad and turning the nights into days and back…

Even cowgirls get the blues

So, the Gothenburgian weekend is still surprising in between times, all though the surprises are uncomfortably familiar and really not what you might hope for. If you’re travelling through Gothenburg as a foreigner most people will probably recommend the Second Long Street for your pub hopping experience, and I guess they’re right. Thought it’s just…

Take one!

Here we go, the start of another journey, this time a literary one. I will keep this blog in English since it’s the most useful language to connect with people at the present (hey, times are changing, I’m trying to skill up on Spanish and Mandarin too, just to be on the safe side!). This…