My First Trip to The Mediterranean

For Norwegians, the Mediterranean is one of the most common holiday travel destinations.

It is such a common destination for us that we have a shorthand for everything around that area. “Syden” directly translated just means “the south”. But for us it just refers to the area around the Mediterranean, despite almost everywhere being south of Norway.

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What I Did This Summer

Me and my girlfriend’s summer-holiday is coming to a close, so I figured I would share with you how we have been spending our time off.



We have climbed one mountain each week, counting an upcoming one this sunday.

The two previous times we combined the hike With some blueberry picking, and on sunday we are eating at a cafe on the top of Fløyen mountain with the friend we visited in Oslo.


Dinner with family

We had dinner at each of our mothers’ individually, and played a lot of gin rummy with each of them.


Improving our apartment

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The Day I Thought My Actions Had Killed Me and My Sister

In the summer of 2008, after I, my mother and my sister had been in London for a week, going on The London Eye and visiting The British Museum, we traveled to the small seaside town of Eastbourne to relax away from all the hustle of big city tourist attractions for a few days before returning to Norway.

We relaxed, went to the cinema, I ate boar-steak at a restaurant, we watched the season finale to series 4 of Doctor Who in the hotel lobby and, crucially, tried to go swimming.


The wind was pretty bad that day, but it as sunny and warm. Due to living so close to the beach we had been wanting to go for a swim for some time, but now this desire was overwhelming to the point where no mere wind could ever deter us.

Our mother wanted to relax and read in the hotel room that day, and she mistakenly thought that her eighteen year old son would be able to keep himself and his sister safe for an hour by themselves.

I seem to remember that someone had even put up “

Do not swim!” warning-flags by the beach

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My Trip To The British Museum, A Decade Ago

I am continuing to curate my own Facebook photos, and this time I have found some cool images from the time I visited The British Museum in 2008.

This is from the same trip to London as I mentioned in my previous post. I had taken a lot of pictures there, but most of them were very blurry, so the curation-process went rather quickly.

If you have not been, and ever get the chance, The British Museum is absolutely worth a visit.

There are plenty of interesting statues, murals, archeological curiosities and other old junk from all over the world, and timescale.

Sure, a lot of these pieces were stolen from their rightful owners during colonial times, but you can’t knock the convenience of having all these interesting things in a single location.

I am however of the opinion that if the countries that originally owned this stuff wants them back, the museum should just hand it out.

After all, it’s not like everybody wants their old stuff back. The museum would be left with plenty, I’m sure.

There is this sort of macabre sense of doing something wrong when gazing down on the mummies and skeletons of long dead people.

But it is only matter, the persons they once were have long since passed. No chance that they will take offence.


Here is the full album, with a few more pictures, if you want to see the full set.

British Museum 2008



I now sign off, with this goofy lion:

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