Mythbusting in Wellington
I’m currently in Wellington, New Zealand. At latitude 41°S, it’s the southernmost national capital city in the world. This is about as far south as you can be without hiking through Patagonia.
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New Years Eve in Sydney
The year is about to get wrapped up, so me and Emelie are on our way to Mrs Macquarie’s Point in the Botanic Gardens of Sydney. It is the best view in the city, where the Opera House is seen in front of the massive fireworks in the harbor area.
Bricks of Segovia
The magnificent aqueduct of Segovia was created around 100 AD, being one of the best preserved Roman aqueducts in Spain and possibly the world. 14 kilometers of stone brought water to the city with a one-percent grade of slope.
Viva Las Vegas
One might think that you arrive to Sin City by casually driving your car down the Strip, throwing your car keys to a valet and start indulging in whatever the premises have to offer.
The beauty of Big Sur
Big Sur is a section of the Californian coast, often said to be one of the most beautiful coastlines in the world. We left the cozy town of Carmel early in the morning, leaving nothing but memories (and unfortunately a pair of sunglasses) in the sand.
Back in San Francisco
It’s been some years, but it feels like I never left the streets of San Francisco. It all feels familiar. The smell of Chinatown, the loss of dollars at Amoeba Records and the questionable people in the streets of Haight-Ashbury.
Turbulent times in New Orleans
The hurricane Katrina has arrived at the mainland of Louisiana and hit Mississippi like a ton of bricks. Many streets in New Orleans are reportedly flooded with debris everywhere.
London calling
For some reason, London has never really been one of my favorites. “Bad food, worse weather” as they once put it in the movie Snatch. But I cannot deny the allure of a sprawling urban area that has been an important location for thousands of years.
Epicenter in Khao Lak
I remember a morning last year when I sat on a beach in Khao Lak, sipping a soft coconut beverage while my toes were the only thing that obstructed the view of the Andaman sea reaching into the Indian ocean.
With the Terminal man at Charles de Gaulle
I was recently sitting in Terminal 2 at Charles de Gaulle airport in Paris, reading The Terminal Man, the tale about Merhan Karimi Nasseri who has been living in Terminal 1 of CDG for 16 years.