Existential hibernation

I must admit, it is hard getting back to writing after taking substantial time off from this blog. And albeit things of course have happened, I still feel like not that much has happened, especially in comparison to what readers of this blog usually get to take part of. Since I crash landed in Sweden…

My age is actually an important number

I think it is too important for too many of us to be important. If I require your time and energy, if I, whoever I am, require you to see me through digital or analogue eyes, I should be important. When everyone else is hiding behind images, posts, re posts and quotes, those who write,…

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…

So easy to learn, still easier to forget

Rediscovering the ego is never a good thing. I left Chiang Mai with a bag of sadness. People had shortly come to mean more to me than what’s healthy and I had started to feel a need for security, a craving for belonging. Forgetting my place in this here creation, forgetting we are all in…

To all the people without whom we couldn’t travel

That girl, when she pulled me in. Roughly she grabbed my elbow without a word and had me share her umbrella. The walk was far longer than I expected and the rain started coming down heavily. I was already running panicky late and was coming to terms with the fact that I was about to…

The biggest journeys are the ones we make on the inside

My first month in Indonesia brought me little physical movement but still kept me unusually much in motion. From Jakarta to Yogyakarta is not a far way to go in 30 days, but the two cities differences made my transgression from one state of mind to another both beautiful and welcomed. My all in, high…

This is just another love song

Coming from West Africa and straight into South East Asia kind of just stresses the differences between the two. Though both continents have similarities as all the post colonial countries do, similarities created by years of oppression and neglect, inequalities and neo colonialism, corruption and material as well as philosophical stagnation. (All of these are…

From Guinea to Guinea – neighbours though worlds apart

After a few stumbling, rambling, intense months through the most inaccessible and non-touristic places I’ve been to it is time to move out of this continent. With lots of love and new experiences adventure continues in other parts of this old blue planet of ours. West Africa did sure leave it’s mark on me. Guinea-Bissau…

Some places got bigger issues

After Mali which to no surprise enchanted us completely we left for the often ignored and badly reputed Guinea, or Guinea-Conakry as one says to separate it from its neighbouring Guinea-Bissau. Guinea has had its toll of problems, with Ebola as the latest nouveau-friss, a big scare. Though our guidebook ambitioned to include all West…

Mali – like nothing you’d expected

Mali. The ancient civilisation who caused the whole of North Africa to plunge into deflation when gifting the king of Egypt with a tiny bit of their gold reserve. Mali, with the mystical collection of thousand year old literature never copied or digitally preserved. Mali. A collection of forests, waterfalls, savannah and deserts. Mali. With…