Lofoten – Ramberg beach, Sakrisøy & Reine

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I’ve come to the last day on my vacation in Lofoten this summer. Previous days can be read about here, here, here and here.

My flight back to Oslo was scheduled to leave at 7 PM. Since the airport was only a few minutes from where I stayed, you could see it from the terrace, and it’s VERY small, I only had to be there like 40 minutes before takeoff. That meant I had quite some hours to spend before I left. 

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A walk in Hyde Park

070613- 362textOn our last day in London, we had to be out of the apartment hotel at 11.00. Since there were no reception, there wasn’t any place to store our suitcases – we had to bring them with us. Walking around with our suitcases wasn’t very practical, so we decided to do something easy. We went to Hyde Park to spend our last hours in London there.

Hyde Park is a huge and pretty park. I wish the weather would’ve been a bit better so we could’ve enjoyed it even more than we did. If we had more time and hadn’t our suitcases with us, we would’ve rented a boat and taken a trip on the (artificial) lake (the Serpentine).

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Ready – set – GO!

Tomorrow I’m starting my Easter holiday. Plans are made. I’m going to see my friend Chantal in Alkmaar (the Netherlands). While packing, which was very hard because I never know what to bring, I thought of doing a ‘what’s-in-my-bag’ shot.  It’s been a while since I’ve done one.

So this is what I bring my bag when I travel tomorrow:

  1. Travel documents. OSlo – Amsterdam – Oslo
  2. Book by Henning Mankell. Awesome writer! I love him.
  3. Wallet.
  4. Sunglasses. Lets hope they will be used a lot :)
  5. Painkillers. Just in case.
  6. Blisters plasters. They can come in handy.
  7. Passport.
  8. Tiny wallet with some Euros and keys to my suitcase.
  9. Notebook.
  10. Keys.
  11. Green hair elastic.
  12. Pens.
  13. My phone.
  14. Brand new Creative mp3 player with music like Ulf Lundell, Lisa Ekdahl, Glasvegas,  Gaslight Anthem, Bruce springsteen etc.
  15. Crossword magazine from last year. If I’m not in the mood for reading, I can do some crosswords.

I will be away for six days. Six fun and awesome days! Not much is planned yet. So far I know we’re having a movie-night, going shopping, eating at Henry’s or Intermezzo (where we eat every time I’m there), maybe visit Chantie’s dad and mum & stepdad, going out one evening… and we’re def. going to do a lot of haning around.

Of course I’m brining my camera and I hope I will be able to take a lot of photos. I’ve packed an extra memory card, my 50 mm lens and the 18-125 mm lens.

Hopefully I will come back when Easter is over, with lots of cool photos in my suitcase.

A subway dream

Yesterday, on my way home from the cinema, I had a weird happening on the subway. I don’t take the subway very often. I mostly go by bus or the tram.

So I was sitting in one of the new subway-carriages, under the city of Oslo. The subway was far from full and I’m reading in my book about U2.  Suddenly I got this feeling I was sitting on a subway in one of the big European cities like London or Paris. I also started to think about Stockholm. I closed my eyes for a few seconds pretending I was somewhere else.

It didn’t take long though before reality caught up with me and I was forced out in the snow which looked and felt a lot like slush yesterday.

That feeling made me think. It made me wanna go  away for a while to some place outside Oslo and Norway. What if I could just drop whatevery I have in my hands right now and just go away for a week or two? I would love to go to Berlin. I’ve wanted to visit that city for a long time now. I’m pretty sure there are some awesome shops there and I think there would be a lot of cool places to photograph there too.

I would also want to go back to Dublin. There’s no subway in Dublin, but it’s not the subway I come for. It’s all the cool bars, all the different colored doors, the great shops, the green lungs  and the double-deckers that drives you around the city.  It’s such a long time since I was there. Ten years, no 11 years to be exact. Hey, make it 12. haha. I’m bad at counting, it seems. I was there in ’97. Things may have changed in 11 years and if I go back, it would be like discovering it all over again.  

Stockholm is also a city I want to come back to. Badly! Next time I’m going on vacation (that is not the Netherlands!) I would have a hard time chosing between going somewhere new or back to Stockholm. I would love to do both. Sthlm is a city that has a special place in my heart. It may sound weird, but it’s true.

I am going on a mini-vacation in the end of April, start of May. But that is to Alkmaar to visit Chantie. And that’s different. Alkmaar is like my home away from Norway. I’ve lost count on how many times I’ve been there. Let me think… I think it’s six times. I know Alkmaar and all about its greatness. There’s nothing new and exiting about it. Don’t get me wrong, I’m always happy/exited to go to Alkmaar. But it’s not like when you go to somewhere new place. You don’t get the new-place-exitment. It’s more of a happy-sigh-i’m-back-feeling.

Well, this time it will actually be a little new-place-exitiment, since Chantie has moved and now live in her very own apartment a few minutes outside the citycenter of Alkmaar. And if I’m going to Pink-Pop in Landgraaf, south in the Netherlands in late May, it will be something new too.  But that festival would be something totally else. It would be a different kind of vacation. It will be awesome, but something else. By the way, only two weeks left until the ticketsale is on :S The 7th. It’s gonna be a nerve-wrecking day!!

Next year I hope I can go to either Berlin, Stockholm or Dublin. Maybe I’ll work on the idea of getting Chantie to Stockholm with me?! I so, so, so, so want that to happen. Drag her in front of Strandvägen 39 and pose for a picture. LOL!

I understand what I mean and hopefully you do to!

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