A city of wide and spread underground, thousands of different stops and lines and a city of cold, concrete architecture. I and my partner went to Berlin.
You wake up. It’s a sunny day, birds are singing but you wish you could be anywhere else, doing something else. Or be someone else. You have a bad day.
I did a diary post once, in June. You can check it here. However, this time quite different one, because from Poland. I usually have no inspiration to write diaries, but when there’s occasion and will, I do it. It’s not much, but a couple of thoughts. Enjoy!
We have finally come to the last part of my trip, thank god. I think six is a good number, and I could make seven of them, but decided to combine the last two days since the traveling back one is neither long nor exciting. For previous parts, look here: , , , , , [Ibiza]. Enjoy!
Imagine a sound that never gets boring. Colorful animation, jazz, and rap vibes chill out. Whole collections of music that is far from negative. I present you lo-fi.
There are a few ways I could put those thoughts in, but it’s quite hard when they’re not visibly connected. So here’s a post-bucket to contain everything that been on my mind lately.
If you haven’t seen the previous post it’s here. Before you start reading: I’m currently having a visit from my partner here in Poland, so this post is way more condensed and shorter (another explanation at the end). However, Ibiza one shall be long and picture-full, so don’t worry. Enjoy!
I left Norway. Not for long, for some months, to finish my education in Poland. But if there’s anything to say about that is that’s extremely hard. Period.
My last days in Norway weren’t spectacular, because my whole stay in Norway was more than amazing. It was just cozy, melancholic and way too sad for me to handle. But it had to happen one day so it did happen. Of course I’m coming back to Norway, but for now, I have to go.
We’re busy. We have work, school, food to cook, clothes to wash. And then we go to bed and we can’t sleep because someone didn’t call us when we wanted. Because we suddenly feel sad at some words we have heard. Then we fall asleep and the cycle goes again.
Before I will jump into the subject: I have quite a big dilemma. The number of pictures I have and things to tell about what happened is too much so I will make four or five parts of this (haven’t decided yet). First one and this one is already up, there will be few more from Mallorca and last one from Ibiza, where we went during our stay. Maybe in between, I will post some other type of post, I will see.
It’s almost ridiculous how much you can change in one year. Your view on life, relationships, money, religion. Everything can be changed. So did I.
I mentioned previously that I went to Spain, to Palma de Mallorca (also to Ibiza, but this later), and I have quite a lot of material from there, both travel journal and photos. It’s hard to fit 7-8 days in one post, not even in two so I will divide it into parts. This is the beginning. Enjoy!
How often do you find yourself unhappy and lost, comparing yourself to others or just don’t noticing what you have? We all do that.
As I mentioned in post about traveling, I’m away in Palma de Mallorca, and unfortunately I didn’t have time to schedule anything for this day. So this one won’t be too long, just couple of thoughts around the subject.
I was meant to write about this topic ages ago, but this one of those articles that takes a lot of thinking through. And for a quite long time, I didn’t have work myself, so I couldn’t even touch upon it.
We’re living in an era that’s completely possible to live your entire life in one small or big city, without leaving its borders. But why some of us refuse that facilitation and decide to cross the city and our borders?
Podcasts are, in simplest words, one, two or more people talking about a specific topic. It’s usually just audio, but more often you can find audiovisual ones, f.ex. on YouTube. But what is special about that? Sound like quite a normal thing, isn’t it?
I love minimalism. The philosophy of it, the tools it gives to everyone and the whole society around it. It’s not only about getting rid of stuff – but today I want to touch on this subject.
Nothing big. Few sunny and few rainy days, friend that visited me and short walk around Elverum and Oslo. How joyful those simply days can be though.
So I moved to Elverum lately (at the beginning of August; I should have made blog post earlier, however so much happened since the middle of July that I didn’t have “blog space” for it. You guys know I prioritize travel posts.
I have done some extremely short traveling, like less than one day in Kristiansand, or less than three days in the foreign country. But to spend one hour in Barcelona was the most minimum I have ever done.
I wrote about loneliness abroad or about loneliness in general. I wrote about not worrying, “Que sera, sera”, but what if everything falls on our head like heavy raindrops and brings us down? What if you don’t see any solution?
On a fine morning of last Saturday, I went out. I was in Våler back then, and there’s a really nice walking/cycling path to Haslemoen (and maybe further, I don’t know), so I said: why not. And I haven’t been on a lonely walk for a quite long time.
So today I have two quite big reasons to celebrate (read: drink definitely non-alcoholic liquids): it’s exactly one year since I’m in Norway and this post is the 100th.
If someone a few months before would say to me that I will go to Croatia, for one week vacation, I would just laugh. How that could be even possible? But life is like a box of chocolates and here I got the best one.
It’s no firework or Sun that makes a day brighter, it’s the smile that wasn’t given which makes it darker.
Sorry for not posting for a while. I’m currently in the process of moving out as well as organizing things, which made me not able to keep up with a schedule from July. Although I must say I’m quite proud of myself I stuck to the plan almost the whole month (I think one Saturday was without post), so at least that.
There are two blog posts coming this week, so stay tuned! And definitely one more next week, after that I will see.
Have a nice week guys!
Midnight Sun. Sunsets that lasts longer than a single quarter. No crickets, therefore silence covers every night (that’s not a night). People with way too big pieces of luggage filling up every train, no matter the direction. Summer in Norway.
Don’t get me wrong: I’m not lonely, but there were times, and still, sometimes there are when I feel like that. Everyone does.
We all do like or would like to have a comfortable life, with no worries. Sitting on a couch in afternoon, enjoying a cup of delicious coffee, while some drama is flashing on the TV screen. Imagine that every day. Isn’t that boring? We all need some challenge in life.
No, I won’t write in Spanish, although it would be nice to know this language on such level. However, you may ask, what does it mean? Simply: whatever will be, will be.
I was in Oslo a few times. Firstly, I believe, two or three years ago, a completely spontaneous trip with my friend, sleeping at some couch surfer’s place, trying to explore the whole city in two and a half days. Then another one, when I have been already living in Hamar, for a karaoke night with friends, then for a job interview, for a walk through main streets… but never went to Vigeland before. Now I ask myself, why?
So, around one month ago I went to Sweden, again. Technically just for shopping in Charlottenberg, as previously, but it turned out to be quite a spontaneous trip. And those are always the best ones!
Have you ever hoped to see a diary post here? Yes? Then it’s your lucky day. No? Then better just skip this one. I have plenty of other types of posts, don’t worry.
I mean not stopped playing at all. When I have done everything I wanted during the week, and it happens to rain and storm outside, I may put on some good ol’Sims 4. But usually in my life, especially this year, there are enough things to do. I mean, who will wash my dishes and wash my clothes, if not me?
Yes, that’s how much time has already passed here for me and you, readers. If, if there’s someone since the beginning of course – a glass of champagne for you! I don’t know how to feel about this, but I’m kinda proud of myself I still keep writing. I used to have such a slash in the pan for a lot of things, just start everything with tons of ambitions and next week throw it away as it doesn’t matter anymore.
Glad I stick out with this platform. It’s such a good thing to have your corner on the internet. And thanks to all my readers, those long-time ones and those fresh, hope my writing isn’t the worst! I always try to improve it.
Have a nice rest of the week! New post coming tomorrow.
A plain city, where every road heads to the North Sea (or just water). Kristiansand wasn’t necessary a place I had to visit, besides the fact that I knew that’s one of the cities that lies in the most south of South Norway, I didn’t know anything about it. For a small, seaside city, is it worth visiting though? Continue reading “One day in Kristiansand.”
When you think about Norway you usually see fjords. High mountains that quite harshly fall into a deep, dark and bendy river that goes miles into the land. Trolltunga and Preikestolen are two places most known for their view on this specific scenery and I was lucky enough to be able to experience Pulpit Rock. Let’s dive into the mysterious beauty of Lysefjorden pearl.
A colorful and summery city on the West coast of Norway, the beginning of Norway fjords (from the South direction). The main destination for those interested in the Preikestolen (the Pulpit Rock) hike and Sverd i fjell (Swords in Rock). Long story short: a unique town. I spent more than two days here, but one of the days was almost entirely on the Preikestolen hike, so I didn’t count it.
Is there any reason to judge people by saying: that person is good, this person is bad? Should we do that? And what after all is good?
I’m back! Sorry for not posting for a while, but a lot of has happened, among others some traveling. Firstly I was in Våler and Elverum. Quite briefly, without any sightseeing plan, but I got some pictures.
It happens that recently I wrote two poems, in quite a wild act of nostalgia. They aren’t much – more like a description of a feeling you get on a sunny day. Besides the fact of their simplicity, I still wanted to share them.
So last weekend on Saturday I drove to Sweden, to a little town called Charlottenberg. Yes, I actually drove a car. If you want to know how possibly I didn’t die in a car crash, read more.
Some people say when you’re sad or stressed, go to sleep. I say: go for a walk.
What’s better for chill and slow little Sunday evening than few Norwegian poems? Let’s dive together into those beautifully composed art pieces in this fine, spring day (well at least I hope you guys having a lovely spring as well).