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.