Posts from year 2010
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Review: All Inclusive
I’m a frequent reader of Swedish travel magazine Vagabond, where Johan Tell used to be one of the regular writers. This book is a collection of his small stories previously published in the magazine, describing hilarious issues on the road.

Egg hunting in Brussels
Even though it’s used as a curse in Hitchhiker’s Guide To The Galaxy, Belgium can be a nice place in the summertime.

Google adds more caffeine
Google has just updated their indexing machine, calling the new system Caffeine. To honor its name, the index is refreshed much faster than before.

Rammstein fires up Metaltown
The 2009 edition of Metaltown saw artists such as Marilyn Manson and Slipknot, but I was looking forward to this year, since it was time to finally be welcoming back the German fire monsters of Rammstein.

Vince festival in Karlskrona
There is a new electronic festival in Sweden. The Vince festival, named after legendary Vince Clarke, is located in Karlskrona.

First impressions of iPad
I’ve had the good fortune to try the new iPad on two separate occasions during the past week. The user interface is clean and intuitive, eliminating the need for reading boring manuals.

From Toledo to Salamanca
We spent yesterday exploring Toledo, the old imperial capital. I really liked the narrow medieval alleys, the imposing alcazar and the magnificent cathedral which featured a room with wooden panels so full of carved details that it would make Dan Brown go bananas.

Tales from Tehran
Tehran isn’t a place that welcomes you with open arms. It sizes you up first. You don’t stroll casually into Tehran, to paraphrase Boromir. You arrive. And the city lets you know who’s boss before letting you in.

Getting lost in Yazd
There are cities that whisper their secrets. And then there’s Yazd. An ancient desert mirage that doesn’t whisper so much as lean in close, hot breath in your ear, and dare you to lose yourself.

The splendor of Esfahan
They used to say “Esfahan nesf-e jahan” — Esfahan is half the world. A bold claim. Maybe even arrogant. But then again, after a few hours under that cobalt dome of sky and tile, you start to get it.