Category: Travels

Early morning at the tram stop

• December 11, 2005 • Comments (0)
Early morning at the tram stop

I woke up at 4 AM this morning, unable to go back to sleep. Thoughts of texts and departures, my future writing and how to find a natural time and place for it, kept me awake. I am bad at goodbyes, and it’s a bit sad to part from this writing group. We’ve got to […]

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Eight hours in Oslo

• November 22, 2005 • Comments (0)
Eight hours in Oslo

I’m not going to say a lot about today’s trip to Oslo: it was a long day, the weather was nice but cold, the light at the harbour was amazing. Check out the video for more. As you can see, I’m experimenting with vlogging, and I have a lot to learn. I only have my […]

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Trying to save money

• October 11, 2005 • Comments (0)
Trying to save money

I need to save money. But then I got hold of a ticket to Laleh’s concert in Stockholm on Sunday – on the first row. The concert is sold out, and of course I just have to go. But after that I’m not spending a krona on unnecessary things. The trips I’m planning next year […]

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Mini-break coming up

• October 9, 2005 • Comments (0)

A flu of some kind is creating quite a problem at work. A lot of people are home ill, and it’s hard to find replacements. I was supposed to work the morning shift Friday, replacing a replacement, but got ill myself. It’s the sign that autumn is really here, I guess, though the weather has […]

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To finish a project

• August 12, 2005 • Comments (0)
To finish a project

Finally! Today I finished the guide on Malta I have been working on (more or less actively) since I went there in May. It feels good, and yet a bit scary. Did I omit something? Could I have chosen better photos? I’m not very good at finishing stuff. Taking up the work on the guide […]

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Terror attacks in London

• July 7, 2005 • Comments (0)

K just called to let me know there has been a terror attack in London. Atleast five bombs, he said, the death toll ranging from one to ninety. Once again the world feels a little less safe a place to live in. London is home, or as close to home you can get. Forget geography. […]

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The Ungelt Jazz and Blues Club

• July 5, 2005 • Comments (0)

The music is loud, too loud for me to want to pay the 200 CZK it costs to get into the room where the band is playing, almost too loud in here, in the bar, where you get in for free. The wine costs 38 CZK a glass, about a dollar and a half. You […]

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A rainy day in Prague

• July 5, 2005 • Comments (0)

It´s a rainy day in Prague, one of many this week. The Czech capital is like a moody mistress, and I haven´t learned the tricks to please her. When we got here, me and my mom, last Wednesday, we were greeted by three days of rain. Then the sun broke through and we got hot […]

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Sunbathing in bed

• July 4, 2005 • Comments (0)

sunbathing in bed on the fourth floor I don´t have to worry about love handles or that someone might see me writing in the nude

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Turning Skriva.net into a blog on writing

• June 26, 2005 • Comments (0)

After six years as a writing site connected to my mailinglists on writing, I am turning Skriva.net into a blog. It’ll focus on writing and the creative process. Apart from myself, Sofie will also be writing in it. Eventually we might invite more writers. I’m thinking a lot about creative writing right now (without actually […]

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Liverpool

• June 8, 2005 • Comments (0)
Liverpool

The Liverpool trip turned out really well. Well organized, nice people, interesting discussions and a good amount of writing. We stayed at the International Inn, a hostel of almost Swedish quality with nice sturdy wooden bunk beds. We got the whole dorm to ourself (six beds, five people) apart from the last night when one […]

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South Ken after a long day of travel

• June 1, 2005 • Comments (0)

It’s someone’s birthday and the other guests at Acacia Hostel in London’s South Kensington sure know how to celebrate. It’s constant singing, birthday chants mixed with 2 Unlimited’s No Limits, bottles crashing onto the inner yard, shouting, laughing, arguing. We are four women in a small room, though from what I’ve seen of British hostels […]

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