Paris: The city of ballgags, Napoleon and crêpe


“Paris is the only city in the world where starving to death is still considered an art.”
Carlos Ruiz Zafón

Well… I hardly starved to death on my little one-week trip to Paris. I hunted down a crêpe vendor “hunger games”-style before he’d even fired up his hotplate and very kindly demanded my nutella-fix.

I arrived at my hotel, turned on the television and the first thing I see is a guy in a pink, fuzzy one-piece furiously rapping in French while his buddy’s is wearing leather and a ballgag, being spanked by an old lady and another guy who looks a bit like Bismarck.

You can’t not love Paris… Read More

Hogmanay in a Scottish Castle


“The birth-place of Valour, the country of Worth;
Wherever I wander, wherever I rove, the hills of the Highlands for ever I love.”

Robert Burns

For a number of years now I’ve had a dream of gathering a small group of friends I could ship off to Scotland to celebrate “Hogmanay” with. In a Scottish Castle, that part was essential.

When my, very beloved, grandmother passed away in April she left me some money and after paying off my student loans I had enough left to make this particular dream come true, in a big way. (So in many ways, this one’s also for you, Bestemor). Read More

Helsinki :: I ate bear


“I ate a Danish. Better than eating someone from Finland.”
Jarod Kintz

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Helsinki, here we come

Scenic summer panorama of the Market Square (Kauppatori) at the Old Town pier in Helsinki, Finland

This year’s “Kolletiv”-trip is coming up. My little family, La Familia, and I used to live together for four years – we’ve known each other forever, and still hang out every week, so every year we take a weekend together and find somewhere new to hang out. Read More


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