Went out to find good spots for photo sessions, and this medieval fort ruin, called Ragnhildsholmen, was great.
Ragnhildsholmen belong to Norway around 1250’s when it was built. Sweden won over the whole region in 1658 in The Roskilde Peace Treaty negotiations. This fort however, was only in use for about hundred years as its significance was replaced by the bigger and better located Bohus fästning (which was sieged fourteen times but never overtaken).
The hill on where the fort once stood intact was surrounded by water as the water level was 2 m higher than today.
Everyone knows the answers to the questions asked. If we are honest to face them that is. Either there is a truth too honest for us to share or something based on years of misconceptions. In either case the work of letting the answers flow freely leads to the path of better living. Problems are also created by us, when the actively find flaws in us or around us. Then we can get lost for years in search for salvation or solutions. These habits make us live off the friction created by this blockage between our inner answer and confronting them. That energy is in the end destructive and not wholesome. Habits make actions and this is karma basically. When you enlighten yourself these habits can change immediately, or the new you dive out of the waters to swim wherever you please. All it takes is total honesty with yourself and together with people near you you can be whole and they too – with both the mundane aspects taken care of and the inner workings of the human soul. Freedom is honesty.
Our first child was a summer is a summer solstice child, and our second will be a winter solstice child. One in the peak of the flourishing year and the second to be the reborn light at the darkest time of the year. This time however, one is familiar with the pregnancy and thankfully my wife is fine. We’ve been moving to a new place and working a lot now during the summer – all to get prepared and cozy for the winter. Besides, as mentioned earlier, this summer was bad by even Swedish standards. There’s so much to do and if it’s dry and above 15 celsius I’m okay. In the back of our heads we’re planing long-term travels again. But first things first.
As long as we’re together and having fun, we turn anything into gold. Family life is alchemical when set on the next-level-frequency gear.
Finally the electric guitar dusted off after the move to our new apartment and new string put on. We haven’t had the instruments out nor with us for a long time, it was at Öland last time. During the winter we didn’t bring the keyboard, singing bowls, guitars and flutes to the south and upon returning it was all about packing and moving. So it just feels good having all that set before the autumn. You can listen and download my music for free over at Bandcamp.
Stockholm is always worth some excuse or another. It was three years ago I was there for a couple of days with Lisa, enjoying the capitol and performing some dark kosmische ambient at Fylkingen. This time around it was a football game, between AIK Solna and Željezničar at the national stadium Friends Arena. Getting the last minute tickets for the express train and the little room in the old town was great, including the game tickets all in all for about 100€. It wouldn’t have been worth otherwise.
As always, we’re getting out as often as we can. A new favorite place is the Ramhultafallet waterfalls. The fall is divided in five falls and changes character a lot between the seasons, so we’ll check it out soon again.
As long as we can survive and thrive somewhat as a human society, we will develop more and more complex robots. Industrial efficiency, medical diagnosing and general private use are some of the areas where robots will help us out. But at the same time endanger us. Because we don’t know the nature of consciousness, whether it can arise by itself through complexity with our help, or if we will ever be able to control that in a machine. Perhaps consciousness is something totally reserved for those sentient beings who already have it. If it’s not, then both machines will be able to get it and develop it – while we will be able to download and upload our consciousness into, let’s say, a new machine body. Or to live ever happy in a hard drive.
This is speculation, for the moment robots are tools, controlled by us and our methods are all connected through systems. Systems that can be hacked by anyone anywhere in the world, a couple of talented people could gain control over military robotics. Or why not a traitor? Just look at these small creatures, they are a perfect spy tool and a toy for kids perhaps. Imagine when it comes in nano sized packages.
This topic blows up in so many areas. What if the robots start to reproduce, manufacture and upgrade themselves. Cutting off all communication with their initial creators, that’s us. For if they get advanced, why would they communicate with us? Maybe not out of evil but for the same reason you and I don’t talk to ants. If we reach that moment where this new intelligence surpasses us so much that we become ants in their eyes, we’re done here, all that would be left for us is to be cute and interesting like an anthill.
Then we have the question of consciousness, can it be created, born and transfered? For the robo-apocalyptic scenario this is not a criteria. It’s just enough that the machines are complex computers and if they get hung up on manufacturing paperclips, like the example Nick Bostrom uses, then they will adapt everything they have, can get and think of – for the sake of creating paperclips. Destroying humans, planet Earth or whatever. Paperclips are the meaning of life. Ironically, if machines never develop consciousness and just get better and better as computers, then this paperclip breaking point will be caused by some random human program they happen to catch up on.
Remember, that as our society gets more and more complex and people stop using road maps and get totally dependent on their mobile device. They get less in touch with the actual technology. Because complexity is inherently ungraspable for individuals, but in this case there will always be a human breakaway civilization. The top, not in wealth, but in understanding of how things work. A deep network that needs the masses and that 1% of rich people to consume and invest.
Then again, complexity doesn’t always bring the best results. Look what the Apollo program did and the fact that we haven’t left Earth orbit for about fifty years. Even music was better when made with simpler technology. Just keep this in mind when all this nice, cute technology is being promoted – like a forthcoming nail cutting schedule by Apple or something else which sounds silly but will be sold.
Use wisely and keep educating yourselves. All the best.
Philosophy in our day and age is dead and is long past the cold lifeless state, it is so gone that the grave is not longer there, gone, only grass and vegetation are left in its place. This is because in our academic institutions philosophy has long ago departed from being part of human life, to distance itself on a fractal talent irrelevant to irrelevance itself. It began in the mid to late 19th century. Today we have career academics in isolated compartmentalized cells, all stuck up in their head far away from anything holistically relative to humans at all. So why does anyone need an answer to why Hinduism, Buddhism and Yoga have become popular? Just the simple fact that it bears philosophy alongside something of an everyday use is the answer. Those practices engage us wholly, more or less. Pointing ones nose to a book or screen leads nowhere if ones body and mind does not engage. We are composed of our perception, health, mind, attitude and intellect. As long as philosophy actively embodies some of these aspects it is useful – and I mean useful in the sense of wonder and of benefit.
In this age the word philosophy has little meaning unless accompanied by some other qualifying term. The body of philosophy has been broken up into numerous isms more or less antagonistic, which have become so concerned with the effort to disprove each other’s fallacies that the sublimer issues of divine order and human destiny have suffered deplorable neglect. The ideal function of philosophy is to serve as the stabilizing influence in human thought.
– Manly P. Hall, The Secret Teaching of all the Ages
Philosophy we think of is the kind of classical-branded philosophy – yet the philosophy of today is far too niched into question it almost works like a payed propaganda tool, something I wrote up on in this post – Applied Ethics – The Modern Sophists and Academic Priesthood. So instead of subsidizing the relativistic nonsense studies and research our government could just as well grant each citizen discount to access some sort of holistic philosophical mind- and body practice.
Greetings to you all and may the shorter and darker days ahead burst open more light within all of us. This years summer solstice days were saved by the mere fact that it wasn’t raining. We took the opportunity to head out to the forest, to the animals and to the archipelago. Initially we had planned for a road trip to Norway and longed for it. But plans changed as we had a lot of work to do in our new flat and as it will be repainted soon enough we saved the money and time to get away for that occasion. Besides, the summer has been below good even for Scandinavian standards. The weather forecast didn’t even give a 20% of good weather for Norway and its mountains. I’m okay with the forecast at least saying 30-40% OK weather – but taking this bad forecast into account we stayed where we are.
It turned out into a great ending for June, the days will now get shorter and we’re ready for it.
The header image is called sol niger meaning black sun. It comes from the beautifully illustrated alchemical work called Splendor Solis (source image), meaning the Spleandor of the Sun. The black sun represents the dissolving of the body, or a state, the rebirth and the necessary darkening of matter, which I find fitting for the summer solstice and the restart it represents for the darker days to come. The image is in the Public domain and a drip in the ocean coming from the British Library and their illuminated manuscript catalogue.
Here are some thoughts I want to share about our life and my everyday life as a remote working dad, where I’m grateful for the time I get to spend with my toddler and wife. Even though the title says stay-at-home dad I’m not and have never been stuck at home, unless the weather was horrible. We also don’t send Florens to a kindergarten, for now, maybe later maybe not. We fill out time with events and one of the aspects that keeps our family love and motivation going on is the natural flow of engagement and vibrance underneath it all – be that glorious days or rainy days. Happiness and success come after ones efforts, but it does not in any way mean you have to sacrifice your family.
We have all had traumatic experiences, and we will have more of them. It can be physical like death, illness, injuries and deformations of various forms and it can be emotional due to relationships. How are we to deal with trauma? I have no way of doing that and will never be able to deal with it. There is no erase-function nor a cure for the emotions attached to traumatic experiences. Yet there is the only alternative left there, unavoidable and waiting, and that’s to live with it. I maintain that everything in our lives ought to be used as manure, for us to grow the garden of our life. This is easier, or can be true, for some traumatic experiences – but for others only time will tell.
If there ever was one cure for all traumas nobody would bother with any traumatic leftovers right? Everyone would just get their painful experiences fixed and move on. We are very aware that there is no universal cure or coping mechanism for trauma. We are each left on our own with all the various ways of setting our minds to work about it. Of course, there is help and support, but we are on our own. That’s perhaps the scary bit, that there is no balm to calm us in moments of need other than the one we made ourselves, with what we got or found along the way.
One way for me to deal with any hardship is to let it go through my body, in either tears, electric shaking moments, meditation, thoughts or however it manifests. The important bit is to pick a time and space for that, to let it through ones body and mind completely. We are a unity and emotions are physical – remember that the energy physical activity brings, or the piece of mind meditation brings about – in the same way we can let traumatic memories, sorrow and emotions through our, and out of our, body.
Be honest with yourself but be even stronger as yourself.
There are maybe there types of characteristics in dealing with traumas, one is the one who becomes desensitized, the second character is the introvert self-destructive type and the third character is the one who is bullish. None is better than the other and each have their natural place. The desensitized person might be working with traumatic scenes and thus needs to desensitize because he or she will witness that on a daily basis at work. The second type might be considered the weakest kind, as they turn on themselves, these types are mostly prone to serious or total self-destruction. The third type is the one who goes on with life no matter what, however in this type we also find those who cope and react to their traumas by hurting their surroundings, or just get to hard on everything and everybody. This is just generalization but for this purpose it is enough. A bull bears the burden, recognizes it and keeps strong about the life still ahead. Be honest with yourself but be even stronger as yourself.
I think we are deep down affected by everything absorbed by our perception, we cannot avoid the bad and will never be totally safe-spaced in our head as traumatic events will happen. Even when it happens to others we can feel empathy and get moody about it.
The last day of April was the first real good spring day and May has come out mostly sunny so far – not that warm, but sunny and the long Nordic days give you a sense of timelessness.
What’s amazing is that the doll theatre, Pozorište Lutaka, from Mostar came to Sweden and Göteborg so we and especially Florens got to see them once again. They did The Beauty and the Beast, a fine show and a play recognisable for almost everyone. It was odd though to see Bosnians once again, but this time the kids in the audience spoke Swedish. A good sign of integration from the Bosnian community, yet they keep up with their roots sort of. Lisa and I met at this place called Brewhouse, dancing to Dungen at the same stage. Now we were together as a family enjoying our favourite doll theatre group. Here’s the first photo of us together.
On May Day we went out on a picnic and brought along the longbow for some first practice in almost a year.
We love old machinery and handcraft, so we visited the “small” wallpaper and printing manufacturer Lim & Handtryck in Mölndal at Kvarnbyn. They actually have a machine, the real deal of steampunk, form the late 19th century. Combined with the traditional use of paint and the pattern matrix rolls they are globally unique in making authentic wallpapers. Here’s the huge machine and just look at beauty of it’s mechanics, also notice how the wallpaper hangs for dry at the other end.
I have to mention this delicious ambrosia of a fruit cake Lisa made. It’s totally raw, vegan, gluten-free and all that. Pure pureness! She made it for my birthday.
And the vegan mung sprout sandwich with kidney bean pate on a juicy but crunchy sourdough piece of bread. No matter the weather during April, at least we ate really good.
These girls ought to hold tight as I got some great ideas for the summer!
Last night’s dream was played out in an insane asylum, psychiatric ward or a whatever you wanna call that. Everything was symbolic and metaphoric, and a reflection of what I’ve seen in people since I got back, after being away from their charade for a good long time. In this nut house I had a room, nothing in it, or sometimes something in it – it’s a dream remember. There were other rooms and I apparently had a thick glass window, rectangular and stretched out to my neighbor. As he was really sick and ugly I knew I must not look in at him or else I’d become like him. My rescue will come, I just have to keep strong like those buddhist prisoners locked up in cells for fifty years, repeating mantras, hiding their hope safe from the security forces entering their room five times a day.
In this dream the doors to my room would open, yet nobody elses would be open, no interaction between us. I thought I was privileged and wandered around the halls, these dark hals only lit up by the light from the rooms. I had to avoid looking into them, because you become what you see everyday, don’t you? Sometimes shouting I released tension and sometimes wondering what if I just took off and left? Apparently I realized after waking up that everyone got their doors opened up, we were all observed, all analyzed. This was something nobody escaped, it was a one way stream and a stream can’t change its mind and reverse to the mountain, to its depths like a grown up cannot go back to the safety of the womb either.
In once scene my wife was there and we had a dog. Happiness prevailed, we sat on a couch inside of the white room and watched something on a laptop or TV I can’t remember. I noticed we were directly observed and saw a stiff man and more men behind him in the dim halls looking in, through the glass door. I smiled back and waved but that caused no reaction in them. In this hell hole happiness is not what gets one out, neither is sanity, neither is nothing as one is stuck – until you become like your neighbor.
Scenes changed and began to sort plastic from the trash I had so it could get recycled. The insane guy in the room next door went far out or too deep into madness, they put him down with medication, he had someone else in the room, maybe a sister and his mother. I saw the medication nurse, a man who’d pull your brains out on the doctors orders if he had to, walk pass my glass door. I knew they will want to get me, medicate me and I could not fake it. No pills under the tongue possibilities here at all.
How to get out of this madness? Then I realized I was visiting someone else life, seeing life from the closed-eye perspective people have who are stuck in the wheel like a primate chasing something all their life. That chase become the goal in itself as the object of the initial stage has been forgotten. I realized this was how people live here, in this place I left for some time. They all think they are better than the person in the next room, they avoid their fellow people as they have this idea that something better for them is around the corner. D-day will arrive, cause a havoc and liberate them. Meanwhile they do as their neighbors because the system can’t let you have it otherwise, you have be under some toxic influence and messed up from the pineal gland and beyond. The only aspect they have left is to pretend, pretend they are better, smarter and points over their next-door human, be that a co-worker, family member or neighbor. This insane asylum I visited in my dream is their reality without any clothes off, this is their anthropomorphic king undressed. That’s the reality the system-dwellers see but are too imprisoned to accept and talk about.
I did something right in my life, that’s why I’m curious and made this soul journey to experience the system-dwellers inner state. In a sense witnessing something that could have been my life. But why, you just have to resist, stay put and love your way in and out.
After our travels and time all-three-together I’m now spending much more one-on-one quality time with Florens. Of course I’ve already been a sort of stay at home dad, while traveling and at home, being a digital nomad I could do it all. Besides the term stay at home parent doesn’t imply being stuck in your home. Florens will be two years this summer and we’ve done so far all we wanted. Been on mountains, islands, travels and many road trips. So each day I full of possibilities.
I’ve scheduled it all very simple and easy; my daughter from the morning until evening, because evening and beyond is working time! I’m happy to see my wife get back to work and also continue with her projects she began on during her maternity leave, our travels and so on.
One early, and sunny morning (which has been a rare case in April this year) I recorded some thoughts on time. Being a ‘time flowing being’ makes all the vibrance in life possible.
Witnessing a life coming to be and evolving is mesmerizing. Now we can do things together and communicate in a way not possible one year ago. She feels like a best friend. Sometimes she even stops and looks at me with her beautiful big brown eyes, and we both freeze in the moment. She has a soulful stare which I feel says something like.
I’m aware of life and cosmos, I’m aware of so much I can’t communicate to you in any other way than this.
I get the sense my eyes reply her too. In moments like these in deep awareness and vibrant contemplative energy, transcendental connection is made. Can this be cultured globally in a sense? After a while we go off and do something else.
In 2007 one of the main fun energetic albums was Mylla’s Vanya, which was released by Subliminal Sounds. On the 25th of August the same year I went to Stockholm led by a spontaneous decision after seeing the one-day psych festival announcement for Festen i Vinterviken on some artists Myspace. Vinterviken is a botanical garden in Stockholm and that day half of it was turned into a concentrated dosage of Swedish psych music, old and new. I saw Bo Hanson perform live, together with Eric Malmberg. As Bo Hanson passed on in 2009 I was grateful for seeing the legend on stage, which was a superb finale for the festival. Eric Malmberg is another of my favorite musicians and his albums Det Högre Medvetandet is an ambient masterpiece. All these albums mentioned in this post are still being played, I still dance and sing to them (now with my own family) and I still deeply relax to them. It was actually on Eric Malmbergs Myspace page back in 2007 that I saw this festival poster photo, because I had just played on the same event in Göteborg as him a week prior to the festival.
On that August summer day in Vinterviken I saw Life on Earth where Mattias Gustavsson, most known the bass player from Dungen, lead a bunch of Stockholm musicians into musical heavens and raw music with his then fresh new band Life on Earth!. Reine Fiske was also there that day, playing with Turid and showing up on stage here and there doing his usual great guitar work. Then of course Mylla got on stage and without any expectations I watched the show. I just recognized some of the musicians as they all play(ed) together in the various psych constellations in the Stockholm area. Like members of The Works who in 2005 released a self titled psychedelic masterpiece called The Works (also an album that’s still vibrant!). The joy of that show so great and lasting even to this day – I didn’t stand still for long and it’s still one of the happiest shows I’ve seen. Unfortunately they never played live that much, nor toured, nor did any promo – but still, their music holds on ten years after. Back in Göteborg with a copy of the album a colleague from the University also liked the album, and it turned into our starter-kit for fun nights. Now, ten years later, my family is enjoying the same album and our daughter stomps, dances and claps hands to their music.
Fröken natural har dukat upp till fest…
The second time I saw Mylla was in 2013 at the psychedelic Psykjunta Festival in deep Småland, where I boosted the expectations for my wife and the band didn’t let anyone down and did the magical whirlwind once again. I always wonder why they never played around more or promoted the project more. Vanya Mylla is a psych-prog party booster of all elements. Besides some tracks that I always skip the songs are always a turn-on and still make the moment!
Jag sa! Skogen! Myllan! Skiten under naglarna! Svetten! Fyllan! Och dom många långa dagarna!…
Vanya was recorded in Fårö on Gottland in the summer of 2006. Check out this old 240p YouTube video with photos from the recording sessions.
Here’s a link to some photos from the album recording – Mylla i People.
Friday was our first day of being back in Sweden and it was a very sad Friday. Here are some thoughts on what has happened and happening. No one will get out of this mess clean, perfect and ideal. No ideology, no person, no cult of personality, no movement, no one. Everyone will get their hands dirty and they ought to. We need to end terrorism.
The last 6 months have been so amazing, yet there’s so much more to come and be done. But for the nearest now, and the summer to come, we’ll be in the north, in the twilight, the long summer nights and hopefully an even longer road trip to Norway this summer. Split was great, it’s a great city!
In this post I’ll show you the various vegetarian and vegan food alternatives you can find in Split. We stayed for three weeks all in all and went to eat at the places at various times, and we also made food in our little kitchen. So I’ll show you products too and not only food bars and restaurants. I hope this helps and inspires your trip to Split so you won’t waste time looking for something good to eat.
Toto’s Burger Bar
This is a veggie-friendly place where you can get pumpkin soups, burgers, noodles, pancakes, hot dogs, detox water drinks, juices and salads. It’s our favourite place even though it’s not 100% vegetarian – things simply tasted the best there and the service was great. They have hot drinks for take away and you will find yourself stopping by while walking along the water, for either food, snacks or drinks. My favourite was the pumpkin soup and veggie noodle plate, the noodles were actually raw vegan made from squash with spiral slicer. The veggie burger was good and so were the cakes. They offer various snacks and it’s all good! Check out their Instagram.
Get to Toto’s Burger Bar at ‘Trumbićeva obala 221000 Split’.
Marta’s Veggie Fusion has fine honest vegan food! This place is in the heart of the old town, in the picturesque passage between the Pjaca and Diocletian’s Palace. It’s fully vegan and they have really good stuff, from something light, to heavier meals, from coffee to fine beers. The red beet burger is tasty, the chia pudding is great, with chocolate or orange taste and the coffee made with passion. They have various fresh drinks and special assortment of beer. Since our November visit to Split this place has opened up on this location. They established in this local the 25th January this year, so they are brand new on the spot. Which means Split is a city where the veggie and healthy trend is on the rise! Check out their website MartasFusion.com and their Instagram.
Get to Marta’s Veggie Fusion at ‘Kralja Petra Krešimira IV 8, Split’.
This is your typical regular quality place for veggie food, well mostly vegan at this place. For lunch you’ll get a soup and main dish with a sallad. It’s almost like sattvic food you get at Krishna places, but not really yet similar and light for the stomach and digestion. This place falls into the category of your regular vegetarian place, satisfactory but not above that. They also have all sorts of drinks, sandwiches, pies and desserts. What we really appreciated with the desserts was the good ingredients, all vegan and not sweetened with sugar. The locality is down to earth, local and nice, especially at the tables outside. As a family it’s mandatory to have some space for the little one to move around, watch the cats while you enjoy the food. More info (a lot of info) can be found on their website MakroVega.hr and YouTube Channel. Here’s a promo clip where you see all the goodies inside.
Get to Makrovega at ‘Leština 2, 21000 Split’.
Being part of Makrovega you can bet to eat good stuff here. This place has a fine variety of food, sandwiches, desserts, drinks and so on. It might seem a bit off on the map, but it’s just a 10-15 min walk from the old town straight up to the avenue. Check out their website UpCafe.hr and the promo video below.
UpCafé is located at Domovinskog rata 29a, Split.
That’s all Woks!
My wife liked the veggie alternatives here, and there was more to chose from than in other wok bars. It’s a small, fresh place with an open kitchen and cozy inside and out. I liked it too, the noodles were the best in Split, if we don’t count in the absolutely best ones in Toto’s Burger bar. They have a small and big cup, but be sure the small one is big enough!
Get to That’s all Woks! at ‘Obala hrvatskog narodnog preporoda 25Split 21000’.
Wok Me Away
This small noodle bar is fresh inside and offers tasty veggie options. I was a bit sceptic at first, but my wife tried the veggie cook noodles with peanut sauce and the taste was nice. Just simple, tasty and lots of food for the money. Perfect takeaway place and Florens enjoyed it too!
Get to Wok Me Away at ‘Matosica 8Split 21000’.
Vegan Groceries & Products
Here are some tasty vegan products you can find in any season. It can be good to have some organic and healthy stuff in your apartment or room – or to bring along to the park. My favourite ready-to-go food from DM (Austrian Drogerie Market) is the Chilli Sin Carne, the various spreads and their juices. They have other stuff like natural toothpaste without fluor, natural hygiene products and so on. The bigger the Konzum (or other local grocery store) you find the more vegan, organic and health products they’ll have. I didn’t find as much in Split’s central parts like we found in Mostar in Bosnia & Herzegovina. But there is, we’ve eaten sesame spreads, humous, juices, buckwheat products and all sorts of variety local to the region. So there is more than just the imported Austrian and German products.
Dobar Tek! Bon Appetit!
Split is a very veggie-friendly city and the trend seems to be growing. Besides having pure veggie places many other offer good quality veggie food. There is a wide range of healthy and vegan products on the shelfs, like in DM and in other grocery stories that have a wider range of products like Konzum. You can be sure to enjoy Split with a happy stomach.
Every morning I take a walk with Florens and we get some fresh stuff back home for breakfast. The morning ocean air, the rays of sun and pleasant warmth together with the surrounding old, older and ancient buildings makes this routine into a stream of beautiful scenes that will get etched forever and caress my old head in the future. For me, this sort of cityscapes are ideal and the kind of architecture I want to live in. They exist in souther Europe and in the northern, like Ålesund in Norway, a perfect cozy example with ocean, mountains and architecture.
We have now two weeks left and the winter months have given us perspective on what we’re after, what we want as a family. I think our determination is razor sharp at the present and our visions cut the future in so many places and paths like a Swiss army knife.
A good indication you’ve been at the right place is that you feel like you’re leaving when it’s about to get much better. We had a fine winter and early springtime during our stay in Mostar. We also meet and hung out with some nice people. So this is the perfect farewell for this time around, at the height of the journey and just about the first weeks of spring. Happy, satisfied and ready to move on. Mostar was my place of birth and we have been here for two turns. I’m glad that my wife liked it here, and of course if we didn’t like it here, we wouldn’t have stayed. For the last seventeen months we have been here for almost seven months in total, including the first trip here. Being a Bosnian-Swedish family we love to explore both home regions. We will return to Bosnia & Herzegovina but for now and a good time to come many other destinations are to be explored.
It’s been a great time ever since Florens was born and we’ve been various places and seen some magnificent scenes, we are grateful and humble for that experience. For now, we will head back to Sweden and arrive just about right for the northern springtime. I’m looking forward to get back and explore even more of the various ancient sites on the west coast of Sweden and hopefully head out to another yearly summer road trip in Norway.
We will miss the balcony high up where the birds fly, where light comes into the flat from all directions and no one can look in. Velež mountain range is spectacular to watch in different lights, changing colours and at other times striped with mist sliding from one side to the other.
This is the best way of sleeping, I was working late and long past midnight and when Florens woke up she went to the living room where I basically had crashed. Waking up was like the phrase from Pink Floyd’s Echoes.
Cloudless every day you fall upon my waking eyes
Inviting and inciting me to rise
And through the window in the wall
Come streaming in on sunlight wings
A million bright ambassadors of morning
On of our favourite places is the doll theatre in Mostar, we saw one last show before leaving and the place was packed and happy. I’m so satisfied that my head is growing on my wife’s shoulder.
Springtime in Mostar is something special, and we saw the beginning only.
That was that, so much fun, so much work, so much love and good memories to embed in our souls from this time around in Mostar. Off to Split now…