Europe is home. A backyard. A place to belong. While the cultures and societies of Europe are distinctly different, I have always felt a belonging to the continent - much more than to the small tip attached to the northern shores of Germany.
I have been fortunate to grow up with middle class privileges and close to an airport. Thus, from an early age my mother brought me to some of the worlds greatest cities and as soon as I was done with high school, I began to travel extensively throughout both East and West Europe. Whether my interest in the European continent and its shared history and identity came before my travelling or has been caused by it, is a mystery as unimportant as the hen and the egg. The point stands that Europe is special and has for as long as I remember kept a piece of my heart, while I through my travels have kept pieces of Europe as memories.
The following blogs and galleries are all from my travels to European destinations. Some of them from short weekend trips to European cities, some of them from backpacking through regions and some from sunny holidays in the south part of Europe. All of them memories which I cherish.
Wheelchair Friendly Paris
At the end we were all supposed to shake hands and claim something about Jesus. And so I heartily shook the hands of those around me and muttered Jesus a few times before donating 20 EUR to the basket going around.
I feel as if we got to experience a small slice of the real Cyprus that evening.
There was something so very peaceful about sitting there on a bench outside Büyük Han soaking up the sun without a care in the world and I shall take it with me as one of the best memories I have of Cyprus.
Daytrip: Northern Cyprus
The small delicate platform at the very top seemed to be strung up only by a few metal lists and it was rocking in the wind. I was basically crawling around on the top of the mountain breathing in heavily while attempting to take pictures.
Relaxing in Paphos
It was such a beautiful walk and with the wind cooling us off, we didn't realise that we had turned into boiled lobsters.
Day trip to the Ancient Kingdom of Kourion, Kolossi Castle and the Troodos village of Omodos
After a walk around the castle we bought freshly pressed orange juice from oranges grown in the fields around the castle at the nearby kiosk before enjoying the view of the castle from the shade of a pepper tree.
Gilleleje Past and Present
Our stay would end with all the girls lining up with the kindergarten leader Vibeke to get a French braid before we got back on the bus and returned to our parents with all the tales of adventure.
Sometimes the next adventure is just around the corner. With the building of the new neighbourhood Nordhavn in Copenhagen this is literally the case. Only a short bike ride from where I live, an entire new part of Copenhagen is rising.
...the New Balkans
After 12 years, I returned to the Balkans to discover the treasures of Montenegro and Kosovo.
Looking for the Authentic Amsterdam
It is a favourite pass time to shock tourists who are not taking care when stepping off the walk path. Though they are ten or 15 meters away they will ring. It seems as if their constant ringing with bells has become their silent rebellion against the many tourists filling the streets and pushing out the locals.
A short weekend in Oslo
Standing there with Oslo behind me and the large expansive sea surrounded by far away shores made me feel as if I had reached the very edge. That should I sail out of the fjord I would fall from the earth.
Exploring Southern Jutland
Having spent a few days in Tønder I can easily imagine that bureaucracy is not the only reason that the community has made it in the wedding business. The town is extremely picturesque, something I must admit that my prejudice and arrogance had prevented me from ever expecting.
Gallery: Sjællands Odde
Gallery: Fishing Boats in Chania Harbour
There is something exceedingly picturesque and idyllic about small and colourful fishing boats, and the ones we saw in Chania Harbour were no exception.
Learning to Dance in Knossos
Maybe I should follow the lead of the group of second graders from Western Crete who are walking ahead of us. They are dancing their way through the ruins. At each stop their guide teaches them a new step in the dance.
Walking in the Footsteps of Soldiers
One part of me complains, screaming that I will never do this again in a million years. Another part of me wishes that I could have more days such as this.
Walking on the South Side of Europe
This blog is the second part of our journey through Imbros Gorge and the E4 to Loutros. It takes us from the beginning of the trail near Hora Sfakion to Loutros and home. Enjoy!
The City of London, Vikings, Heroic Self-Sacrifices and Shad Thames
Since our plan was to do the my-feet-will-bleed-at-the-end-half-marathon-sightseeing tour on Friday, we went to bed early on our first night, attempting to fall asleep in the hard uncomfortable twin beds of our small and noisy hotel room.
Gallery: Sailing on the Thames
A photo gallery showing our trip up the Thames from the O2 Arena to the Eye of London
Westminster, the Mall and Prince Albert
Nearing London Eye by boat, there is a real and possible chance of falling overboard as it is the tourist's natural instinct to lean forward in order to catch all of the 443ft Ferris wheel at the banks of the Thames.
Bloomsbury, Covent Garden, Soho and Chinatown
We began Saturday with breakfast at the cute little Fleet River Bakery at Lincoln's Inn Fields near Holborn Station.
Sunday UpMarket, BrickLane Market and Spitalfields Market
Sunday is market day and we are heading to the East End beginning the day with a full Sunday breakfast at The English Restaurant next to Old Spitalfields Market.
Harrods, Hyde Park and Afternoon Tea at Kensington Palace
Today is the day we are returning home. But for some godforsaken reason, we end up walking 13.5 kilometres through Hyde Park, Kensington, Notting Hill and Bayswater before finally picking up our bags and heading for the airport.
Gallery: Christmas Joy in Berlin
I've been to Berlin several times over the years, but that does not make the capital of Germany any less fascinating. This time around we wanted to enjoy the many wondrous Christmas markets that crop up throughout Berlin in December.
Hunchbacks in Paris
There are certain things, which any person will have to experience when visiting the capital of France for the first time: The Eiffel Tower, Champs Elysée, Notre Dame, Sacré-Cœur... etc.
In my mind, Dublin has always been connected to The Commitments and U2. I have this idea of working class brick houses and old men and pale ginger women in pubs discussing over a pint of Guinness. Dublin, in my imagination, is, as Liverpool and Manchester, the ultimate working class city, with a rough look of the 80s and dirty side-streets.
Wait what? Sunshine in Galway? No way...
I come from a rainy country, where we for the large part survive the rainy days with stories of how it rains even more on the British Isles. You might imagine my surprise when I arrived in Galway and Connemara - the wettest place in Ireland - and found it warm, sunny and with a clear blue sky.
Gallery: Máméan and Diamond Hill
A hike to Mám Éan and Diamond Hill on a particularly sunny day in Connemara, Ireland.
Europe holds many treasures, but none as iconic as the French capital. This is a city shrouded in mystery and extravagance, a puzzle of both rich and poor. Dirty yet beautiful. These are blogs from my months in Paris.
Gallery: Florence and Fiesole
While writing my thesis on European Identity, I joined a seminar on the issue at the beautiful European University Institute which lies a short distance from the centre of one of Europe's most famous cultural capitals, namely Medici's Florence in Tuscany.
Gallery: Day in Pisa
After a week at the European University Institute and exploring Florence, I spent a night in Pisa. The city is known for its Leaning Tower of Pisa, where tourists flock to take pictures while keeping it uprise.
A Love Manifesto for Brussels
I love Brussels. Every time I go there I feel overwhelmed by the city's capability to encapsulate so many different cultures and ways of life.
Returning to Slovenia
I arrived in Ljubljana today, for the first time in three years. Being back is really strange. The city has changed, and yet it is the same. New people, old people, new smells, old smells. Places that I remember, places that have come, places that no longer exist.
The grand Danube river with the majestic Parliament lighting up at night is stunning and I must have spent at least twenty minutes in the cold summer weather gazing across the river.
Brussels - the Split of Nations
Apart from the abnormal amounts of alcohol and many types of parties, I got to not only explore the office couch but also Brussels - the city.
Brussels - Back at Square One
Sitting in this fancy it-room used by journalists, I have come to the conclusion that Europe is a part of me and I am a part of Europe.
My year of Germany
Germany - the object of endless Danish jokes. A country of sausages and sauerkraut, beer festivals and reunification. Full of jogging suits, toothpaste commercials and the synchronisation of everything on television.
The travelblogs from my backpacking trip through Spain and Portugal and following Erasmus in Madrid.
The travelblogs from my time in Slovenia and my backpacking trip through the Balkan peninsula.