The Los Angeles Diaries / vlog

Meeting family in Los Angeles and having them show me the many sides of Los Angeles was lovely. A lot to take in, an experience I’m grateful for. Grateful for the people I met. Hope you find this little piece of diary interesting – maybe Los Angeles is somewhere you want to see? x LiveContinue reading “The Los Angeles Diaries / vlog”

Barefoot in the sand

Barefoot in the sand – I’m sitting on a red towel. One of those you can take traveling that doesn’t take up any space. I can see the Venice Fishing Pier from where I’m sitting. Behind me in the distance is the Santa Monica Pier which lights up beautiful at night. Thought I have neverContinue reading “Barefoot in the sand”

Sunsets of California / the states week 2.0

the sunsets made for a beautiful end to each day that I had down by the beach. Abi, Alina, Megan and Meg – Thank you for a beautiful day wandering the streets and canals of Venice – and for a beautiful day enjoying the beach, sitting down talking and also getting to know a littleContinue reading “Sunsets of California / the states week 2.0”

driving taxis at night, rooftop picnic / the states week 1.0

Two weeks has gone by. This was week 1. Arrived in the city late at night and took a taxi to the beverly hills hotel where I met my relatives. The taxi driver was telling me all about the american culture and wondering about how it is to be a girl from scandinavia. – godContinue reading “driving taxis at night, rooftop picnic / the states week 1.0”

Through the eyes of a child

watching them play on the beach. seeing a new place for the first time. experiencing the many great things about getting to travel. to be around the people you care about. It is in times like this that I feel connected. Connected to the world in a sense. Hope you’re having a wonderful day! xContinue reading “Through the eyes of a child”

lying down, listening / resö

it’s no longer 34 degrees.  it’s 22 and the wind has its way of tangling my hair.  the sun greets us once again.  here on a day trip. just like we do each year. the same beach, the same place, the same lovely café. a place I don’t mind being disconnected from the world at. Continue reading “lying down, listening / resö”