Circletrip, Travel Blog, Written Words

Preparing for a vacation

We all know there goes a lot of thought and planning into a good vacation. For me that means, deciding where to go, how to go there, who to go with etc. After all the practical stuff is out of the way like flights, where to live and when to go, it’s time for the fun part!

I am leaving for a trip around Northern Europe in one week. More specifically Copenhagen, Stockholm, Helsinki, Tallinn and Riga. Copenhagen doesn’t really count, because I live here, but I’m going with my friend from Canada, so we have to treat it like a new tourist attraction as well. There are so much stuff I haven’t even seen in my own city. And I know I’m not the only one.

But the fun part of planning (one of the many) is reading tour-books, learning about the country and start packing. Reading about the country is important since you will get a bigger insight into the place you are going and the kind of people you will meet. To be honest, I think it’s sort of rude going to a country and not knowing about their culture and history. You need to know where they came from, to understand where they are now.

I always read guide book and I like knowing what to see. But this winter I went to Cuba and wanted to try not to read about the country, and just take it all in. It was awful. I felt so stupid when all the other travelers where talking about places, history facts and information I should have known. The monuments didn’t have the same impact on me, seeing that I didn’t know why or how they were put there.

That when I learned once and for all, that it is simply necessary for me to be well informed before I visit a new place or country.

So at the moment I’m in the reading fase. I read about the history, the people and the specific city I am visiting.

The next fase is packing. Understanding where you’re going and what you need, is something you learn along the way. At least that’s what I’ve heard. I still pack way too much.

Then there’s the traveling part. The best part some might think. But I always preferred the last part. The memories you collect on those vacations. The information and facts you learn and the thirst of the world you feel once again.

And then before you know it. You’re ready to start all over!

Poetry, Written Words


I love how words can lift me up to the unknown parts of my brain.

I love how they make me tingle and dance in my dreams and belly.

I feel twisted, as if I’ve been twirled around all night by a cute smile.

My heart leaves bigger noises behind than normally.

My hair shines brighter and my mouth feels dry.

I lick my lips and smile knowingly.

I don’t know why, but I just know it.


Cloud-like walking on the bare ground, the air feels lighter and smoother.

Words can do all this.

We just have to let them sink in.

Truly read them and not just skim.

Believe and breathe them like a delicious ice creme melting on your fingertips.

Hurry before it’s gone.

Hurry before you give up and throw everything out of sight.

I see you.

I see you through the words you write to me, and the stories they tell between the lines.

About you and only you.

Words are beautiful.

Words are poetry.

We just have to put them together in the correct order.

Like lego pieces.

Millions of colors and shapes, but only one solution.

You found it.

You mesmerized me and made my feet stop and my eyes stare.

Fire and lighting behind me, but I see only the words.

Your words.

Your true self.Β 

Poetry, Written Words

Unanswered messages

When I get stressed I don't answer. I let the messages haunt me with their nonstop reminders, but I simply cannot get myself to open them. If I open, then I have to respond. And if I respond I will get a response. Message after message of unwanted information stealing my time and concentration. Making me feel worse than I did before. People are just a toy we play with before we get to the real thing. Alonesomness. Alone time so we can sit and stare into a screen and wonder why it's not us, smiling in the picture next to other happy people. Why people no longer invite us, because we're refused to go the last 15 times. Because we were too busy thinking about answering instead of just doing it. Because we were so far out in our minds that we couldn't even see the world flash before our eyes. Waving at you, wanting you to join in, but you continued to live inside your head, wondering when it all went wrong. When you stopped being social, when you preferred fictional characters to real people and when you felt lonely in every situation. Maybe one might say you should simply stop thinking. Stop wondering. And just live. It's sound so easy. So pleasant. Just write, get it all out. So here I am. Writing. Expressing. Living.

Poetry, Written Words

Running words

Poetry has a way of coming to me in the most unusual of places. Here I am, minding my own business and then I see them. The words come crawling towards me, yelling at me to write them down before they dissappear. But how can I? I am in a shower in a new hostel in freaking Latvia? Why do you do this to me? It's as if they come in pairs. Once the first one is done a new one is lurking to take its place. Haunting me all over again. I want to run naked through the hall but feel somewhat rude to the people around me, they won't understand the hurry, the need. But I do. I want to run, to chase after the words and hold them down till they're mine forever. Locked in place and time. And here I am. Doing my best to remember them as they were at that time. They've changed surely. Maybe for the better, maybe for the worse? We'll never know. But here they are.

Circletrip, Travel Blog, Written Words

Circletrip day 2: Stockholm

Getting up early is a joy, when you know you're heading somewhere new. It's a bit harder with alcohol remaining in your blood and jet-lag. Poor Madeleine. I on the other hand was very awake and ready for our first destination: Stockholm.

Isn't it funny how we always visit places far away from us and forget the ones close to us. Stockholm is only a 6 hour drive from Copenhagen, but I still choose to travel to Cuba and Cambodia before going there.

That being said. Wow! Absolutely wow! But I'm getting ahead of myself.

Flying from Copenhagen is a pleasure since it always brings back great memories. On the way, we realize one of the belts for the backpack is ruined. Thankfully my family lives close by so my dad came with a new one so we could survive the trip.

Norwegian airlines are so nice and polite. In the flight they showed little mood videos from various destinations and that's when it hit me! That's my future career. So that's who I'm going to send my videos to!

From Stockholm airport there's a train to downtown that only takes 20 minutes. You pay the price, but it's quick, worry free and easy to access. Arlanda Express arrived in the central station of Stockholm around midday.

When we arrived at our hostel: City lodge, we had happily forgotten that we had booked a 28 person dorm room. What seemed charming and fun in pictures, were not reality. Thankfully they had extra beds in the 5 person dorm and we quickly jumped at the chance. So much better!

And now away we go! We were hungover, tired but excited so it was time to go exploring.

Stockholm is a very big, royal, wet, busy capital with a lot of attractions. We wanted to see it all and were happy we had planned an extra day in this capital.

The first and most important place is visit us without doubt the ABBA museum. It just doesn't get more Swedish than that. I have a theory that all the cafés and people secretly hum the tunes of Abba so the songs are constantly stuck in your brain. Especially Waterloo and Take a chance on me.

Abba museum is a joy for ears and soul. If you like Abba and you like Sweden, then this is where you should go. There's an exhibition on Eurovision first, which is just hilarious. "Best beard", "longest note, and "coolest shoulder pads" are just some of the things they talk about there.
We learned a lot about abba and got to sing, dance and pose like them!

Getting there was a bit of a struggle though. Being new to a town is excited and a bit scary. We had to buy a ticket for a specific time for the museum. I googled mapped the way by food and we were on our way, when suddenly…. there was nothing but water in front of us. As you may know there are a lot of islands in Stockholm. Apparently google maps thought it was okay to guide us to a place where you had to take a ferry to arrive to your destination?!? It made no sense and we almost didn't make our time slot at the Abba museum. But if you look of the bright side we got to add a boat trip and circle trip to our big circle trip.

You can always tell how nice the people of the country are, simply by asking for directions. We found the sweetest Swedish girl who walked with us to find a supermarket. She even had to run for her team after, but she really wanted to help us out. How cute is that??!! My feeling towards Sweden have definitely warmed up. You go Stockholm!

We found the supermarket, walked zoomie like around in it for 30 minutes before deciding on noodles and nachos and then tried to find our way home.

Funny story. If you type in the wrong hostel in your directions, then you definitely will not magically appear at the right one. Haha but again, life has a funny way of leading us to places we didn't even know we wanted to see. So we ended up at the coolest tunnel even( seen in the picture) and then an amazing blue fountain. Suddenly we didn't care if we were hungry, tired and cold. When you see a view like that you appreciate it. And with appreciate I mean take a million pictures and videos so you can post it to the world and spread the joy.

All in all we had a great second day, feeling Swedish, zombie and Danish and I can't wait what Stockholm has to offer tomorrow!

Poetry, Written Words

Mindless wander

I hate when my friends say I drunk when I'm not
I hate when strangers say I'm drunk when I'm not
I hate when I'm drunk and I don't want to face it
This innocence yet adult atmosphere is confusing my mind when it doesn't know which way to go
When I can't find my way my wanderlust mind and soul takes over and leads me where I need to go

I say and sing without words,
I shout and scream but no one is listening
They simply nod
Tries to understand
But without getting a word
I want to find my person
The one who make the wrong answers right
And changes sunlight into sun bright
I wish you were there to see it
See it all
It's over in the morning
Over before it ends
For I don't know how to start it
Just know how to scribble it down
Before it leaves my mind
An leaves me mindless once again