Swedish Nerd Vs. The World

Denmark is a country that I have experienced in many different shapes and forms since it was only 20 minutes away from my hometown Helsingborg in southern Sweden. In my childhood it was cheaper in Denmark so we often went there to buy toys and go to the amusement parks called Tivoli and Bakken and then get some taxfree candy on the ferries going home. The red sausages known as pølse were the most exotic thing I had tried at that age and I always had fond memories of Denmark since all the family went there and had fun. Lalandia is a huge waterpark in southern Denmark, just a ferry away from Germany, where I went three times as a kid. The first time was like a dream come true, living in a big house in a made-up village for the visitors, and having walking distance to the waterpark so you could go there every day. I don’t know why but I love places that doesn’t feel real, there’s no real life going on there, it’s a construction of someone’s idea and I like that feeling of an imaginary p

Sometimes it’s dangerous to find cheap trips when you just search the low cost airlines websites to see where you can go from your hometown, when you feel bored and want to see something new. It was extremely cheap to go to Tuzla and I hadn’t ever heard about the place before, neither did I know in which country it was situated. It turned out to be a small city in Bosnia and Herzegovina and I thought to myself, it’s cheaper than going to the next town in Sweden by bus and it’s probably summer there already since it’s a bad version of spring in Sweden right now. All my friends laughed and said “Bosnia? Hell no” when I asked them to join and so I thought to myself, let’s do it anyway and I went on my own. On the plane I suddenly realized I seemed to be the only tourist, all the others seemed to have some kind of relation to Bosnia. But I thought nothing more of it. Then we landed on the smallest airport I’ve ever been to, next to a farm with cows and I thought to myself "what

Me and my friend Jeremy went to the piss capital of the world, Brussels. Getting pissed It started of bad with the rain falling down ironically and when we got to the hotel they said they were fully booked even though we had already paid for it. The receptionist was rude and didn’t listen to us at all and he just called a cab for us in 1 minute to take us to another hotel far away, because he didn’t want to discuss it at all. He thought he could just place us at another of their hotels and get away with it if he got us in the cab as soon as possible, so his problem would be out of the way.  I got really upset with him because he knew he was in the wrong although he would never admit it and they probably overbook all the time and then send people off to the other hotels they own where people don’t want to stay. He was talking so much crap and he could never answer any of my questions so he just kept on interrupting me saying something else than I asked him about and we

I was stressed out at work and about modern life in general and I thought to myself, where can I go where there’s absolutely nothing to do? I came to think about Andorra being one of the smallest countries in Europe, and it should be the perfect vacation for doing nothing as its known as a hiking and spa resort. I feel small in one of Europes smallest countries When me and my girlfriend Felicia first arrived by bus from Barcelona I was struck by one of the most beautiful sceneries I’ve ever seen. Andorra La Vella which is the capital (as many as 22 000 people live there) is in a valley between endless mountains and we were going to stay at a hotel at one of the higher points in the valley. We had a balcony out to the city, and there was a rooftop pool and a tennis court on the roof as well. In other word it was exactly what I needed. It was freezing cold in the water but I'm a Swede so I'm used to it We started walking the small main street which went strai