The corona virus is spreading throughout the world. My thoughts goes to all the affected countries in these troubled times. The nation being worst hit in Europe at the moment is Italy. It will likely be a no-go zone for a long time, so I think back on the many good times I’ve had there.
This is my 500th blog post on this site. What started as a coding exercise in 1994 turned out to evolve into something different. After starting to write regularly in the early 2000s, it just kept on rolling. All of a sudden, I seem to have written 500 of them.
So we have finally reached a proper decade. The 00s or the 10s doesn’t have that nice ring that the 20s have. The last time we were there, it was called “The Roaring Twenties”, a period of prosperity and growth. Somehow I doubt that will be the case of the current decade, but let’s do our best.
Still worrying about finding that last present for your significant otter? (pun intended) Look no further! My book Här finns inga drakar is still available in both print and digital format.
After being away from civilization for a while, the city of Durban would be a sight for sore eyes. But even though one may be fooled by the pristine beaches and tall buildings, the urban area can be deceptively rough around the edges. I usually love to discover new cities on foot, but this time I felt a bit uneasy with the surroundings. I would not recommend other travelers to do a casual stroll through the dodgier parts, such as the quarters near Juma Masjid.
Even though I released a book earlier this year called Here Be No Dragons, I must confess that I do enjoy a good dragon or two. So I found myself going up the steep dirt road in Sani Pass in a dirty jeep to look for them.
