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: [1], [2], [3], [4], [5], [Ibiza]. Enjoy!
Tag: Reportage
A day in Ibiza.
Week in Palma de Mallorca [5].
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!
Week in Palma de Mallorca [4].
Besides the trip to Ibiza, the best day of the whole stay in Spain. Birthday, beach, city tapas, fancy restaurant. Another fully-packed day. If you haven’t read the previous one, it’s here.
Last days in Norway.
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.
Week in Palma de Mallorca [3].
Another day, new adventures. Maybe not the same as in the previous one, but still worth a piece of internet space. Enjoy!
Week in Palma de Mallorca [2].
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). The first one and this one is already up, there will be a few more from Mallorca and the last one from Ibiza, where we went during our stay. Maybe in between, I will post some other type of post, I will see.
Week in Palma de Mallorca [1].
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 journals 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!
One hour in Barcelona.
I have done some extremely short traveling, like less than one day in Kristiansand, or less than three days in a foreign country. But to spend one hour in Barcelona was the most minimum I have ever done.
A walk to Haslemoen.
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.
