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Our misfortunes on our travels

We all have heard stories about peoples problem they have during their travels. Most of the stories are about getting sick, rain on the vacation, car accident or lost item. I wish I could say that none of these things never has ever happen to us but unfortunally we have our own misfortune stories to share.


Getting sick

Yes, getting sick is not uncommun and I don’t know anyone who hasn’t got sick during a long travel.

Apart that David is vomitting almost in every country we have visited the worse time for him was in Nepal and India! David caught the famous the tourista that lasted for over two month, from Nepal all the way to India!

The story that has to be told is the story when David got badly sick on the ghat in Varanasi. The same day we ought to catch our train from Varanasi to Mumbai David suddently felt nausy while walking with our backpack by the river Ganges, hurrying to take the train. David said that he has to lay down and so he did. He was complaining of stomach cramps and he was in agony of pain. “Here it comes again” I thought. And it did, right in a plastic bag. I managed to ask a tourist helping us carrying Davids bag to the nearest hotel. We were spending another week in Varanasi. Lucky we had time to lose.

I was not really puking. I was making fun of David. Luckly we were staying at a friends house in Katmandu.

And I myself who rarely get sick neither at home or on a trip got a very high fever and very sore throat for over a week in Vietnam in 2011 and in Nepal in 2014. I thought I was going to die!

Accident

Being in an accident is something we all try to avoid no matter where we, at home or out travelling.

Scooter accident in India

We were crusing around feeling the wind on the hair when a dog came out of nowhere chasing after us. David lost the control and I was thrown off and glide about 10 meters away. Luckly I wore jeans that day which I normally do when we are on scooter.

A car crash

We were on a tourist bus going to Huatulco in Mexico when we suddently heard a crash and the window opposite side of me shattered into pieces. Apparently a truck crash onto the bus and drove away. The lady who sat beside that window got injured of the glas splitters. Lucky that I have chosen to sit the otherside!

Overcrowded boat

TWe were on a small remoted island in Indonesia and the resort offerd all the guest a free boat transfer to another island to catch tbe ferry going to the mainland. Ofcourse in Asia a transportation is never full enough. We were about 30 people plus heavy bags for a boat for maximum 10 people. Luckly we were not far out when the boat started to swing high up from side to side without any control. Luckly that the boat got so heavy we got stuck on the corals so the boat stopped swinging. We sat there till they send us a second boat.


Lost items

Camera

David was responsable for our Canon. For ten days David had it hanging on his neck when we trekked to Annapurna basecamp. The day after we got back to the civilisation still very exhaustes we realise that the Canon is gone. Where can it be? Luckly we used two camera so all the photos are not lost.

Our photos!

Our backpacks

We were once again on a remoted island in Indonesia. The same morning we were leaving there were two boat coming. One was going to the mainland and the second one going to another island. We put our bags down among the others while eating our breakfast and the first boat left. But then when it was our turn to leave an hour later our bags were gone! I knew straight away that the other boat took ours by misstake. So we had to charter a longtail boat to catch the other boat going direction mainland. 2 hours later we even arrived almost as the same time. Our bags where back in our possesion but now with the same longtail boat we have to go all the way back plus another 2 hours to the island we had in mind. And lucky we made it just in time before it started to rain!

5hours on a longtail boat one better find something to do.

Moneybelt

David was wearing a moneybelt when we flew from Indonesia to Australia. In that belt we had a lot of cash and our passport. When we got of the plane and out to the terminal hall someone was poking our back. Is this yours that person ask us. Yes, it is our moneybelt!!! Thank you! THANK YOU! David didn’t even notice that he had dropped it! Lucky that there are honest people!

 

Getting lost

David got lost in Bangkok once when my family and I were praying in a small temple near the china town. David wanted to take a walk. Don’t go far and don’t be to long, I told him. He came back almost 2 hours later in a taxi. I got lost, he said. Luckly that the taxi driver understod Davids explaination about the temple. And we were all sooo worried as he didn’t have any money or phone on him.

 

Car problem

Once…or rather twice our hired campervan let us down. Lucky that there is Couchsurfing so we were happy to be sleeping on a real bed.


Anoter rented car in Australia and this time a 4WD. We thought yeay atlast a 4WD so we could drive out of “the beaten track”. But ofcourse we got stuck in the sand. We were quite nervous not knowing if anyone would pass by because after all we were middle of nowhere. Lucky that an hour after THE RANGERS passed by...oh how I love them.

Thinking about these incidents we were quite lucky at the end. It could have been worse, a lot worse! There were many many time we thought we are not going to get back home safe and sound. But we did!

 

And you guys, do you have any stories to share?

 

I have fear of travelling

Travelling for long term is something many people would love to do and those who don’t manage to get out there seems to have the same fears. They have fear of stepping out of their comfort zone and they have fear for the unknown. But the biggest fear has to be the fear of having economy problems, not finding somewhere to live and not finding a job when getting back home.

Althought I can understand why some are having these fear, I myself never had any! I could exchange my soul for unlimited time to travel anywhere in the world!

In early 2015 when we got home from our RTW trip I was already few months pregnant. Even though we were expecting a baby I knew in my heart that in a few years we will be packing our backpack and leave again.

And now almost three years later we are actually leaving soon! Without revealing to much we have set a departure date! It’s very exciting and both David and I are very happy. The decision to leave came naturally without any questions asked. But slowly, for the first time, I am starting to have fears and doubts of leaving.

The reason why I want to do this trip so bad is the same reason why I am afraid of doing it. The reason is my daughter Mirabelle! 

This time this trip is dedicated to her. It’s for her we are leaving. We are offering ourself and our time to be with her everyday, showing her nature, wildlife and amazing places. Teach her and just love her endlessly! But I am starting to have doubts! I am asking and telling myself: 

 

Are we being selfish? Perhaps this is more what we want and not what she needs??”

” Is it really fair to take her away from her home because children need stability!”

 “We are putting her in danger by always travelling around!”

She will be so bored sitting long hours on planes, car and buses!”

“What if she will have problems adapting when she starts school when we get home?”

“She need to socialise with other kids than her parents!!”

The doubt always comes at the bedtime. But each time the sun comes up I am always having answers for my doubts.

“All she need are her parents! She will be with us all the time and that is what makes her happy!”

“An accident can happen everywhere even in Switzerland. Just by crossing the street! And we will not take any risk by jumping on a half fonctional bus riding for 8 hours!”

 

Waiting for the “chicken bus” to leave.

” During our trip we will find other travel families for a playdate, going to the local playgrounds and arranging our days suitable for her. And the world is her playground! What is better than that?”

“She might have difficulties adapting in a class later but perhaps she will be like a fish in the water! We are willing to take the risk!”

As parents we don’t always know what is best for our children but we always do what we think is the best! Time can only tell if we are making the best choise but deep in my heart I know we are….

….are we really?

My 10 favorite waterfalls

I am inlove with anything that has to do with water! So it comes naturally that I love waterfalls ! 

I have seen many many waterfalls in my life. Especially when I live in a country as Switzerland where a valley is called Valley of the 72 waterfalls! 

I will ofcourse not going to bring out all my favorit falls but only 10 of them. The list is not only based on the beauty of the falls but aswell of the great memories I have from that place!


1. Semuc Champey, Guatemala


2014

Semuc Champey is not an easy place to get to but worth every minute of the bumpy ride in a crowded bus.

This cascade is first on my list because I love waterfalls that create many levels of swimming holes or pools. The turquoise pools are surrounded by lush green vegetation and make a beautiful contrast. It’s peaceful and most of the time you are having this place all for yourself.
 

2. Jim jim falls, Australia

 

2014

In spite of lack of the water from the waterfall I still think Jim Jim falls earns a second place on my list. Just imagine this place when there is water pourring down! As long as there is not a crocodile swimming down the falls! Don’t forget we are talking about Australia! 

3.  Wallamans falls, Australia

2014

Australians tallest waterfall with a plunge of almost 300 meters. Do I need to say more?

 

4. Sendang tui, Indonesia

2014

A beautiful waterfall on the Lombok island. What you can’t see from the picture is there are garbages floating everywhere! We paid an entrance for the park but all around the park was plastic bottles and bags. It was sad to see.

5. Agua azul, Mexico

2014

Agua azul means blue water in spanish. Instead of shimmering blue we got grey and murky water because of the heavy rain the days before. However, the many levels of falls were still beautiful!

6. Kuangsi, Laos

2011

Unfortunally when we were backpacking in 2011 I was not into photography so I don’t have much (any) photo from this fall. It was truly beautiful with the blue milky water descending down in many levels. It was just to crowded that time we were there.
 

7. Gumlom waterfalls creek, Australia

2014

You guys know I heart an infinity pool but what is even better is a natural infinity pool with an amazing view. A bit dry by the time we got there but we were enjoying the little water it was left. 

8. Saluopa, Indonesia

2014

I remember people and plastic…everywhere! But this falls is special because the fall was almost white like it was whipped cream smeared on the rocks. 

9. Shiraito no taki, Japan

Small small stream of water falling down. Since it is in Japan just imagine if they have plant cherry trees around and during the spring..wow!

10. Mürrenbach falls, Switzerland

2016

What is so special with this one in Lauterbrunnen is how excited we were when we could walk all the way up to the fall! And aswell how beautiful and tall it actually is! I appreciate Mürrenbach more than the famous Staubbach fall on the same valley not far away.

And do you guys have any favorite waterfalls?

 

 

 

I am dreaming of a Swedish summer

While many people are dreaming of a long stretch of white sand, the sea crystal clear and eating rice with spicy curry. I am dreaming of pine forest, lakes and eating potatoes with pickled herring. 

I am dreaming of Sweden! Or more correctly I am dreaming of Swedish summer!

I have not been back to Sweden since summer 2006. That is over 10 years ago. Every summer I keep telling David that this summer we are packing for a Swedish summer. But ofcourse somewhere else has always seems more exiting so Swedish summer has always becoming “next summer”!

So no, this summer we are not going but next summer WE ARE GOING! 

I miss Swedish summer so much!

Stockholm

I miss Stockholm where I used to live. I even miss HallundaAlby and Tumba where I grew up. I can’t wait to bike around Botkyrka kommun and swim and grill korv med bröd by Albysjön listning to The Latin Kings showing my Swiss husband and daughter my secret places and where I use to play as kid. Perhaps go and fish some gädda in Ekerö. I even want to show them ICAKonsum and Pressbyrån. And Skärholmens centrum where I use to shop as a teenager.

I want to stroll hand in hand with my family in Stockholm where my girlfriends and I use to make noises at every Vattenfestival. Or walking by Patricia in Slussen where I use to get drunk. Being childish at Gröna Lund. I miss the Spökhuset!

I want to jump onto a boat and get lost in Stockholms skärgård and eat rökta räkor, våfflor and Piggelin. And eat a tunnbrödsrulle at Sibylla but perhaps not at the Stockholms skärgård.

Stockholms skärgård

Tunnbröd! Mmmmm

I want to make a road trip from Malmö to Kiruna. I want to swim naked in one of the thousands lakes and make smultron på strå for my daughter to eat and a maskros krans for her to wear. And pick kantareller for dinner.

Smultron!

I want to sleep in a peaceful sommarstuga by a lake and dance around the midsommarstången while learning my daughter to sing “Sommartider” by Gyllne tiderIf we have time we could take a Silja Line or Viking line to Soumilandet

And eat Semlor!!

Ohh how I miss Swedish summer! 


Traveling as young VS Traveling as old

Ok, I’m not old but I’m older! 

There are thirteen years between my first real taste of the world and my latest one. My first big step into the world was made in 2001 when I was 20 and I was interrailing alone for a month in Europe. And my latest adventure in the world was for fifteen month in 2013-2015 and I was then 33-35.

When I was 20 years old I thought I knew so much about life but now at 36 I’m just laughing thinking about myself as 20! And when I am 50 I problably will be laughing harder when thinking of me back as 36!

So traveling as 20 and traveling as 36 is totally different for me beacause I have mentally and physically changed during those sixteen years. If I’m now going to redo the same trip as in 2001 the trip would totally be different! 

So at what stage in life is the best time to travel for me? Everyone is ofcourse different so this post is based on me and how I was before VS how I am now.


1. Money

Happy to have a nice room once awhile. Here in Jodhpur, India 2014

Money is important if you want to travel and when I was younger I didn’t have a lot. I had a job in a kindergarten but saving up money was harder at 20 because at that time it was hard saying no to my friends when they wanted to do something that included spending money. As older I am just saying firmly but kindly NO!

So I am having more money to travel as older and therefore I can do more cool stuff and permit myself to eat better than instant noodles in hostel kitchen. And sleep in a better room than in a dormtoir.

Young: 0  VS Old: 1


2. Physically lazy

34 years old and love physically challenges. Photo: Mount Rinjani, Indonesia 2014

Honestly, at 20 I was adventurous by heart but I was physically lazy! I was choosing to do activities that was not physically hard but often I was wishing to do them. Now when I am older I am in better shape and not afraid of physical challenges. For exemple I went trekking for ten days in himalaya. At 20 years old I would never do that but instead rather lay down by the beach reading a book. That is fine to, but for three weeks? I missed a lot of great adventures traveling at 20!

So for me traveling as older I am having greater experiences than I had before!

Young: 0 VS Old: 2


3. Mentally ready

Solo traveler at 20. Photo: Venize, Italy 2001

When you travel in the world for the first time it is important to be mentally ready because it can be a big and lonely out there! Oh my! I was shy and insecure about myself and very socially ackward…but inspite of that I had the courage to take the huge step to traveling on my own! But I missed out a lot of fun as I was shy and rather spend the evening reading a book rather than to hang out with other backpackers from the same hostel. If I was as I am now I wouldn’t miss a single opportunity to hangout with people. For me people are those who makes my day memorable and not only the place.

Very shy but I made some friends! I remeber them more than I remember the site. Photo: Athen, Greece 2001

Young: 0 VS Old: 3


4. The cultural interest

Visiting a stupa. Photo: Buddhanath temple, Nepal 2013

As younger I didn’t go to Rome to see the Colosseum. I was traveling for the sake of traveling! I just went somewhere just to get away. I didn’t care if there was a Van Gogh museum just around the corner. I was just happy to be walking on the street of Amsterdam. Now at 36 I still love just to stroll around without any goal but as older I also need, not necessary always a museum but it could be for an exemple a garden or a building, to make my day complete.

But at the end as I was younger I was happy even though I didn’t go to Van Gogh museum or entered the Colosseum because I was happy just being there. So why not?

Young: 0 VS Old: 3


5. Planing

At 20 I was traveling without any guide books. Zero plans! I don’t remember how I managed to get around places to places.  I often got suprised as I never knew what to expect of the place. I remember when I traveled for the first time with David. We went to Sardegna and he wanted to rent guide books and I told him “No, let’s rent a car and be spontaneous!”. We had a nice week but I agreed with David when we were in the middle of nowhere that if we had a guide book we could know if there are anything intressting nearby. Or a good recommended restaurant.

I used maps! Photo: Venize, Italy 2009

Now at 36 I just love to make some research before traveling and decide my destination according to my research. Perhaps because it is easier now than before to find information thanks to IT and Iphones instead of always go to the library and rent guide books.

However, I prefer to make research beforehand to make sure I don’t miss anything awesome!

Young: 0 VS Old: 4


6. Taking a photo

Photography goes hand in hand with travel. I loved to take photos and I still love it! The difference is that I was taking the photo for me. One click and I was happy. Now I am clicking thousands and just to impress others. It is very sad and very time consuming! So as young I enjoyed the moment more as I spend less time worrying about taking the perfect picture.

Photo: Angor Wat, Cambodia 2011

Young: 1 VS Old: 4

As you can see at the final score traveling as an older me is better than younger me. I have more money, more courage, I am fitter and I plan better my trips.

How about you guys? Did you had more fun traveling when you were younger?



When I have to defend my way of living as a travelholic

Many people love to travel but perhaps not as much as I do. And many people don’t even like to travel but most of them respect the way I want to live my life while other few can have a negativ opinion about it.

When I come across these people I sometime get comments I don’t appreciate. This doesn’t happen very often but when it does I kind of having a second thought about travelling. Are they right? Why not spending money on a house? Why not thinking to build a career instead of running around the world every two years! Think about your daughter, shouldn’t she go to ordinary school? 

Just for a few second I actually think that they are right. But that last just for a few second!

Thanksfully!

Here are some of the comments and questions I once got. And the answers I gave back.

1. Are you travelling so much to escape your boring life?

Photo: Mount Bromo, Indonesia 2014

….it sound very cheezy but that is the simple truth and very spot on.

2. Why do you think about travelling so much? Enjoy what you have here!

What makes you belive that I am not enjoying this beautiful country Switzerland where the mountains are so high, the lakes are so many, the rivers are so long and the chocolat is so good?

Photo: Niederhorn, Switzerland 2016

3. You must be rich to be able to travel so much.

Just stop shopping, eating out, drinking beers, go to cinema every weekend...for about six month. See then how richer you suddently got!

4. Isn’t time to settle down and buy a house?

I would love to buy a house! But I don’t have enough money to buy a house. But I do have enough money to travel! I wish though that I could afford both!

Photo: Annapurna, Nepal 2013

 5. Is it worth the money?

Swim with a whaleshark, find a seahorse, hug a koala , walk on the Salar de Uyuni, climb the highest mountain…for me yes!

Is your new sofa worth the money?   

I love to buy experience not things!



How about you travelholic out there. Do you have comments and questions that you hate to get? 


Walking in Kimono for a day in Japan

When we were in Japan in 2014 for the Hanami festival we dressed in kimono and walked down the streets of Japan. It was a really fun experience to be dressed in traditional japanese style for a day!

I just can’t belive though that I managed to talk David into it!

There are many stores in Japan where you can rent a kimono. We chose to rent our kimonos in a store in Kyoto next to the Gojo station. As couple you can get a good deal compare to other stores in Kyoto. The two kimonos were for 6500¥ and then I had my hair done at the same place for 500¥. Once you have chosen your kimono there will be staff helping you get dress. For booking and further information you can find it here.

Just remember to book your time for morning so you can wear the kimono all day. When we booked there were only times available on the afternoon so we only had the kimono on for a couple of hours! 

Taking the subway in Kimono. 

It was strange at first to walk in a pair of Geta, a traditional japanese footwear that looks like flip-flops,  with socks on. Other from that my kimono fits me like glove. I really felt like a japanese princess..and kind of beautiful! 

As we didn’t have much time we decided to take the subway to the nearest parc, Kyoto Gyoen garden aswell known as Kyoto imperial palace parc. It was a perfect parc for having a photo session and just strolling around.

Both locals and tourists were looking and some even wanted to take photos of us saying that we looked cute. In reality they must have think that David who is almost two meter tall was looking quite funny. If you hate getting attention than perhaps this isn’t something for you. 

I just can’t wait to go back there with my daughter Mirabelle and we could walk in kimono as family!



What about you? Would you like to wear a kimono for a day? Perhaps you have done it? 

P.S I forgot to mention that in some restaurant you can get a special price if you wear kimono!