Soaring through Europe at low altitude is the freedom to fly like the bird, and less complicated than you would think. This summer’s adventure went from Norway to the beaches of Southern France in a 4-seater propeller plane, with yours truly behind the controls. Continue reading
After hiking up 2000 vertical meters, and spending a sleepless night with a very present headache in a decrepit old meteo station (3700 m) I was questioning why on earth I would want the pain involved in climbing another 5000m+ peak again. Continue reading
Yesterday Oslo was hit by an unbelievable tragedy. A large bomb went off just next to the prime ministers office, and a madman went on a killing spree on a youth camp for the Labour party. The city centre looks like a war zone today. The bomb went off only 150 metres from my office. Continue reading
I’m on my way to India as I write. This is going to be a good year for travelling. I’ve been skiing and eating Khachapuri in Georgia, visited Fidel’s Cuba, and AzerbaijanĂ‚Â has gracefully granted me a visa.
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The Easter holidays have turned out with better weather in Oslo than anybody could have hoped for! Thankfully we ditched the planes to head up in the mountains to ski. Instead we are enjoying the Oslo sun and strange heat. Continue reading
Plan A: Take wife on (very belated) honeymoon to Cuba. Cancelled – due to volcanic eruption on Iceland. Plan B: Take wife to Nice, France. Cancelled – due to more volcanic ashes. Plan C: Just be with wife somewhere. Also cancelled. What to do? Take a short trip to Azerbaijan. Alone. Continue reading
Going to Barcelona I had no idea I would encounter an old friend of mine from University. One I hadn’t seen since I moved from Australia. But low and behold. Wonderful busy Barcelona tapas restaurant Ciudad Condall serves my favorite Australian beer: Coopers. Continue reading
When our new friend Albert just suddenly appeared out of nowhere, landed at our table and took the role as our tamada – or toastmaster – we knew this trip was going to be a winner. We were in the village of Zhankhoteko in Kabaradino-Balkaria, eating dinner on our way to conquer the 5542m high peak of Elbrus. Continue reading
At 79 degrees north, in the artic desert of the Spitsbergen island group, the Svalbard skimarathon was organized on Saturday 26th of April. The wheather was perfect. Not a cloud in the sky, and reasonably hot. Not even 10 degrees below zero. It all made for an incredible cross country race through amazing artic nature. Continue reading
The average monthly wage of Russians is still below $500 – but at the crazy annual Millionaire fair you can buy yourself a helicopter, or at least a really, really expensive car. The fair could just as well be named “A whole lot of beautiful girls, and some really expensive toys. Have a look at the pictures… Continue reading