Island Hopping Around Koh Lanta, Thailand

Back in February, while I was in Thailand I went on an island hop around Koh Lanta. It was my first ever island hop, during my first week ever visiting Thailand - you can imagine that I was completely amazed by the scenery, having just a few weeks prior never even left Europe in my entire life. I snapped some photos and filmed some clips, and just now put together a video showing the trip from my point of view - hope it'll inspire and add a bit to your Wanderlust!

London jan 16

I'm back

Uluwatu, Bali. Feb 2016

The day before yesterday I returned home after six weeks of traveling, most of which doing so alone. It involved many firsts - amongst other things it being my first time riding a plane by myself, my first time leaving Europe, and my first time traveling anywhere by myself.























Every year of my life up until now, my family and I have had two or three weeks of summer vacation together, which we spend going to Italy to visit my mother's side of the family. We would stay at the same house, go to the same restaurants, visit the same beach, see the same people as the previous year. And I had absolutely no problem with it. I loved, and still love, knowing a place so far away so well, being able to navigate around without a map or GPS, knowing where all the good, hidden places are, and having a network of people so different from my everyday usual which I can still talk to as if we say each other every day. This area in Italy, that house, is like a second home to me. And I am incredibly happy that we did go to that same place every year for my 20 years of life.

The Bed and Breakfast we visit two times every year, on the way to Italy. Germany. July 2015

Gaeta, Italy. July 2014

The Italian freeway, on our way home. July 2015

I am twenty years old. I graduated 'gymnasium' (a three-year primary education in Denmark) last summer. I worked two jobs for half a year just after, one full-time in a bank and one part-time as a waitress. My job at the bank ended as 2015 did, leaving me with all the money I had saved up throughout school and those six months and a way too much free time. My friends are still working, I will not be going back to school this summer, and nothing is really keeping be bound to Denmark. This is the time to try something new. And so I did.

Traveling to the other side of the world by myself has easily been the most exiting, rewarding, and self-building experience of my life, and if I had the chance, I would leave again tomorrow. I don't really do, though. But I will dream myself away through the pictures from my trip and look forward to next winter when I will be going back to Asia. Maybe do a little more reading of travel blogs and google-searching cheap flights and jobs abroad than usual. Expect some more badly-written posts about my experience and stories and dreams regarding travel, along with some semi-quality photos taken with my phone and compact digital camera.

Uluwatu, Bali. Feb 2016

(Just outside of) Kaoh Tang, Cambodia. Feb 2016

Ubud, Bali. Feb 2016

Sounds good right now

--and a beer

There's too much dust, and too much stuff, and I can't rhyme

Cleaning takes too much time

Run

Book Haul

I like reading books which are not for school, and I am almost done with school (for now), and so I bought seven books.

Maj 2015 ♪

In the mood to leave the country

Creative Inspiration in the form of...

Lookbooks

Story-telling films

Happy video blogs

Music

If you, such as myself, enjoy a good, inspirational, and/or joyful video occasionally, here is a start.

These are some of my favorite video at the moment, including both mark-leaving messages and careless, feel-free Youtube-videos.

Summer of '14

Concert in Copenhagen

Ten days ago, on June 17th, I went to a concert in Copenhagen.


The bus from my town to Aarhus went 10:31 - train to the main station in Copenhagen at 11:25 - something called "S-tog" which I will just translate to S-train (why it has the 'S' in it I do not know) at about 14:29 - 15 minutes of walking and we were THERE. Well actually we were in a Baresso (Danish coffee place thing), but then after our coffee/iced tea and walking to the football stadium in CPH, then realize we had a lot of time on our hands so went to The Body Shop and bought some body butter for 60% off (!!) and then back to Parken again WE WERE THERE. RIGHT IN THE LINE TO A CONCERT. A ONE DIRECTION CONCERT.

I have a few subjects to touch on about this trip:
- Copenhagen, the capital of Denmark
- Fandom, on the way to the concert
- Fandom, at the concert
- After midnight


Copenhagen, the capital of Denmark

I'd never really been to Copenhagen before this trip, nor do I think that this trip made the best possible representation of the city, since I only got to see a small part of it. I will say though, that being in Copenhagen...it was like when you visit the capital of a whole other country, but everyone (well, almost) spoke the same language as you. For some reason I expected Copenhagen to be kind of like Aarhus (the 2nd biggest city in Denmark), but nah, I felt like a proper tourist.
Also, people talk weird over there


Fandom, on the way to the concert

Wow was the area flooded in teenage girls! I almost kind of scared me, just because I can be a bit creeped out about extreme fandom, but, hey, I was going to the concert as well... This scenery was something I had never seen before - I had only been to two other concerts before in my entire life, not involving anyone or anything as big as One Direction. For some reason, I was also shocked at how packed it was with fans from all over the country and even Sweden and Norway.


Fandom, at the concert

This was just as, if not more, crazy - but in two different ways.
One like it was on the way to the concert; there were sooo many people, and some of them were really quite crazy (hehe).
Although, during some parts of the show, it was very touching. I took some photos and videos of these moments, because I knew I wanted to show it to someone. It surprised me that I could feel both like it was scary and too much and "you don't even know them personally and you're screaming at the glance of them!?!?!?" and like it was such a beautiful thing that all of these people had come together with at least one thing on common - they liked this band enough to want to but the ticket and fare to go and watch them live. That, or they valued their children's happiness enough to go with them (if they were to be too young to go without). How special must it feel that so many people all around the world would pay with both money and time to celebrate your band - and even your existence, because that's why we go to concerts, right? We want to experience our idol in live form, away from the computer or television screen.

After midnight

Our train from the main station in Copenhagen to Aarhus was to leave at 00:30. With a bit of a delay after waiting in the wrong place, Mette and I were at the train we were supposed to take at 00:28 when the controller tells us, and other passengers, that there is no room for us on the train...and it freaking drives off right in front of our confused noses. So here we were, in the very beginning of Mette's birthday, thirty-one and a half hours before I had to draw my subject for my German exam, stuck in Copenhagen - easily 3-4 hours drive away from home. I was honestly intensely pissed. We ended up (luckily) being able to take a train that left at 02:18, so we had a nice little nap on the floor of the train station before adventuring on our four-something-hours travel with no seat reservation. But we got home! At like 7 AM.


All in all, it was a great trip with great company (which really is what makes or breaks everything).

Pictures of Istanbul