I went around all day with the moon sticking in my eye

Captain Beefheart & His Magic Band – Sure ‘Nuff ‘N Yes I Do

Man börjar känna sig lite lätt taggad inför universitetet… Känns lite smått roligt att börja igen efter en väldigt lång sommar.

They all steps aside, They has a fit while I commit, My Social Suicide!

Frank Zappa – Dancin’ Fool

Haha! Har vi glömt att uppdatera den hör på ett tag…

Det är väl dags att börja igen med mina små lilla och ytters ointressanta vardagshistorier…

Vi kan börja så här… Sitter hemma med huvudvärk och mår allmänt dåligt. Ganska olägligt att få det här nu när jag jobbar ”en del”, men jag hoppas kunna jobba bort det snabbt så jag kan återuppta mitt liv och främst för att jag ska kunna tjäna pengar.

Lady luck’s a fickle bird, but a lady is allowed to change her mind

Paul Williams – Down and Out

Karlstad igen!

Så mycket att göra dock, lyckades på något otroligt sätt skaffa massa jobb.

Nu är det dock bara musik och ommöblering som gäller!

They call it night, they call it night and I call it mine.

Beirut – Gulag Orchestra

So now it’s over… Or well, it was over almost a week ago but I have been too lazy to write an update.

Berlin was an overall nice experience. I managed to walk till my feet gave up on me and forced me to rest for a day. Bought some random stuff, met some random people, saw random things and walked some more. Fun fun fun

Haven’t really done much since I got back to Trolltown… yeah…

I would like to end this in some special way… but I have no idea of how. This is probably not the last entry in english, as I do whatever I please in this little kingdom of mine. But it will all depend on what mood I’m in and what language I’m thinking in at the moment of writing…

Well, enough of ramblings of an old looking but young man.

An amazing journey is over, but there will be more to come. Mayhaps (if that’s a word) I will post some pics up here later on if I feel like sharing how awesome my summer was with everyone. But for now there is not much to say.

Will write more once I get back to Karlstad, or maybe not…

We shall see….

An entire fish!

Ahoy there!

Engrish it is again! (Sebastian thank you for your good reason)

Not much has happened except that now I’m somewhere completely different. Woah! It’s even a whole other country!

Well I’ll start it off with short story from my countless (makes me sound awesome!) train rides.

I was on this train to Cesky Budejovice the other day when suddenly! It Stopped…! Well the train tends to stop from time to time so I figured that it was no big l but… Suddenly everyone and ”their dogs” went off the train! Double Shock!

Bus as my team of two is awesome we decided that this also was no big deal.

Until…

Suddenly the conductor comes screaming at us! I countered with my best attempt at Czech yet ”Excuse me?” so he translated himself into ”CHANGE!!!11one”

…

Of course I was weirded out by that so I asked him why he was rambling about Obama to us? Well I do understand the whole debate about USA setting up missiles in Czech Republic, but that is no reason for him to scream   at foreigners. What does he know of us? Maybe we despise Obama! Maybe we don’t even care!

Well Vanessa managed to get him to his senses by questioning him more accordingly as to why he liked Obama so much and we all ended up drinking tea and smoking Shisha for a couple of hours.

The End

A a special someone (namely Alexander Rydback) put into well remembered words a short while ago, then sure we all love fairy tales. But it is not often that you step into one. I just happened to do so a couple of days back.

That fairytale was Cesky Krumlov.

It’s definitely the cutest/prettiest town I’ve ever been in. It’s basically a couple of towers rising above a n of little medieval houses built  in the snake curve of a river. It’s almost as if this town is just waiting for a dragon to come and destroy it… But sadly not all fairytales come true.

So yeah… I’ve just been hanging around it during the last days.

Vanessa on the other hand turned into a crazy tourist while we were there.

And apparently you MUST pet the flowers in Czech parks… And it’s absolutely forbidden to scare away the birds.

Of margar Helvítis myndir!

Ahhh…

Now this will be fun albeit a bit strange but I’ll try.

I’m writing in English for once, since not everyone who reads my blog knows Swedish (or Icelandic for that matter).

So let’s go and do pray to whatever god you like that I won’t butcher the english language.

Left Vienna ( or as I like to call it ”The city of Splendors”) today, only to end up in the Ghost town of Brno. Well at least it resembles one during a rainy  sunday.

But before that! I went to a music festival yesterday! And not just any music festival… but Europes biggest (free) festival!

How many people attend this…?

Well let’s just say  that this is like the free Helsingborgfestival in Sweden (100.000 visitors) times 30.

Yes

3 Million people visit this event and my it’s wast!

The black line marks the route we walked in 1 and a half hour. This freak is so massive. It’s like Roskilde on steroids.

But enough of that, even though I do love festivals I found this ”thing” a bit to big for me. You sense how insignificant you are after walking through a endless crown for over a hour.

But what… oh yeah!

BRRRRRRNO!

(epic picture courtesy of Vanessa)

The town is pretty nice and yeah that’s about it. And wow… not sure if I’ve ever seen so many churches packed so closely together (like a mall that contains 25 mcdonalds if that makes any sense).

We also gained some new friends inVienna:

I found a huge iceberg floating on a globe:

And finally the myth was confirmed…

It doesn’t matter where you are, what time it is or even in what context it is. Some things will just always remain true:

Stormar och Stormar

Resandet gar sakta framat… nu har man varit pa vagen i just over 2 veckor men dock kanns det som om Krakow var igar.

Ja… sa langt man ar nu fran borjan, nu ar det Vienna.

Vinna ja

Den har staden ar sa vacker! Och gud… atmospharen ar fantastisk, man kanner sig lugn i staden som luktar rosor (bokstavligen).

Annars har inte sa mycket hant, man bara ”glider farmat” pa nagot satt.

Vi lyckades ta kameran av Vanessa till slut… men dock sa hadde vi ocksa den oturen att den fastnade strax ige, dock pa mig istallet.

Vienna!

Historien bakom den har soptunnan ar lang… ja… sa lang att jag orkar inte beratta nagot om den..

HAJ HAJ!

Frageteckens stad

Hallojsan igen!

Budapest!

Budapest?

Hmmmmm

Den har staden ar fantastisk! Bratislava ar inget jamnfort med det har!

Idag badade jag i ett turkiskt badhus (byggt i romans stil) som byggdes nar Turkarna en gang i historien agde staden. Som var karta beskrev det ”at least it was not the bloody brits… they would not have left behind such wonderful bathhouses”. Sen sa ar den har staden hur vacker som helst och proppfull av gamla byggnader.

Igar besokte jag en park som hade massa statyer fran kommunisttiden, for att manniskor i Ungern… sa smarta som de ar. Bestamde att istallet for att riva allt ner sa transporterade de alla statyerna i en liten park utanfor staden for att framtida generationer skulle kunna se dom.

Jag skulle nog ha passat ganska bra in pa den tiden.

Det har ocksa visat sig att exakt den dagen vi anlander i Vienna sa borjar Osterrikes storsta musikfestival i centrala Vienna (Gratis festival) sa nu har man massor av kul att se fram emot.

Oh och wow… kollade pa en konstigt labrynt for tva dagar sen… det fanns ingen information inne i de, sa man bara vandrade runt och undrade vad fan allt var…

Vanessa fotograferar faktiskt inte en fontan i den har bilden… For nagra dagar sen fastnade kameran pa hennes huvud eftesom hon har anvant den sapass mycket de senaste dagarna… Vi forsoker komma pa hur vi ska fixa det har just nu…

Fossil som fanns nere i labrynten… Ska komma ifran urmanniskor sen lange. som gick under namnet ”homo consumus”.

En vacker dag i Slovakien, med lite regn

Livet i Bratislava ar lite mer chill an jag trodde. Vi kollade in gamla stan idag och det var faktiskt valdigt vacker och proppfull av intressanta statyer. Sen var det episk lunch pa ”Slovak Pub”… ja jag vet, valdigt orginellt namn men gud vad maten var god dar.

Det ar en grej med den har resan, jag har nog atit fler ganger pa resturanger nu en vecka in i resan an jag har hela mitt liv. Och fy fan vad gott det ar! Kommer bli svart att fa den vanan bort nar man kommer hem igen. (mat som kanske kostar 300 kr pa en resturang i Sverige ar pa 50 kr har… helt otroligt skont!)

Men forutom staden sag man lite intressanta malningar och skulpturer/statyer pa ”Bratislava Galleria”. Insag hur roligt det ar med artister som istallet for att ge sina konstverk konstiga namn, ger dom jatte torra och enkla. Som nar det var bild av ett apple och paron da hette konstverket ”Apple och paron”.

Allt som allt en ”greit” dag som har hallit sig relativt varm. (med korta inslag av varmt regn)

Oj och jag laste klart ”The Book of Laughter and Forgetting” imorse… helt otroligt bra bok! Kopte en ny som efter forsta kapitlen har fangat mig ”One Hundred Years of Solitude”…

En av de intressanta statyerna i stan: ”The Paparazzi”… Gissa vilken ar en verklig person!

Tog en dagstur till Monaco for ovrigt i dag och solade pa stranden dar…

WTF?

Forst:

1-0 Island – Danmark

HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA! (Island ar inte ens i skandinavien)

Sen:

Bratislava ”UFO Lookout”… ja… Det sa var karta i alla fall…

Och apprapa Bratislava

VAD FAN HAR KOMMUNISMEN GJORT MED DEN HAR STADEN???

Det ar bara massa fula stengiganter overallt har! Javla vad jag hatar kommunism just nu… inte nog med det. For att bygga den dar jakligt fula UFO bro, rev de bort hela judiska delen av staden…AAARRRGH!!

Earlier in history the Slovak empire made a good use of Hippogryffins. To be able to land these at the castle they built a huge gate leading nowhere on top of the hill to the castle. (Engelska sponsorerad av Milka som ar ett valdigt gott chokolad).

Jag tror att Vanessa haller pa att bli galen… tidigare idag nar vi kollade in Slottet (som haller pa att byggas om sa att man kan inte se det nu sa FUCK YOU kommuni..ohm….) hoppade hon plotsligt in i en stenring och borjade dansa den har jattekonstiga vodoo dansen… Maste halla koll pa henne sa att jag inte till slut ar ensam pa den har resan.