Jens Hult, Märsta’s pride

Jens Hult, Märsta’s pride

I met Idol-Jens for the first time four years ago. Back then, he was 17, a carpenter who aspired to be a singer. He was ruggedly good-looking sporting a white or beige shirt and a vest. He looked like Star Wars’ Hans Solo. I noticed back then that there was...
Starry-eyed at Tinseltown

Starry-eyed at Tinseltown

For one whole day we visited Hollywood. I expected a glittering city, but it’s not all that. I guess what makes the city glitter is not the place per se, but the movie stars that abound here. Hollywood is the home of the entertainment industry.   Hollywood is in...
Blue Santa Monica

Blue Santa Monica

The color blue is what I think of when I remember the beachfront city Santa Monica in California. The skies and sea were blue, the façade of Four Sisters Inn, a top bed and breakfast, where we stayed was a blueberry color, and our matching clothes were light blue...
Food fair at Kungsträdgården

Food fair at Kungsträdgården

I treated the family for lunch at the food fair at Kungsträdgården today. The atmosphere was warm and festive. Bananas walked around. And we discovered Bubbies! The whole Kungsträdgården was crowded. And queues to certain food tents were long. We found out though that...
About interesting people

About interesting people

A man ridiculed me as a journalist and said: My wife who is a journalist has interviewed the kind of people you’d never meet in your life.  Oh he said many bad things, painful words that could make one’s eyes light up in fire. What he meant that my job was...
Hornsberg strandpark

Hornsberg strandpark

Hornsbergs strandpark has just turned two years old this spring. It reminds me of a beach park in Berlin, but smaller and less crowded. There’s a part in Berlin where people sit at a park overlooking the waters and observe boats sailing by. Hornsbergs strandpark...
Oui, Paris!

Oui, Paris!

Flirtatious men, mime artists, outdoor restaurants as people-observation decks, dog poop on the streets and the music of Edith Piaf in the air. Oui, that’s Paris for me!   I was in Paris, the world’s fashion hub,  summer 2005. Going there without a...
I cry for Nigeria

I cry for Nigeria

The image of Nigeria in my mind is painful: filth,  maimed beggars, teeming streets and corpses on the side of the road.  I stayed in Nigeria for almost a month in 2004 to do several reports for P1 Sveriges Radio, SR (Swedish radio). I was to write about the famous...
Meeting Lagos’ musical kings

Meeting Lagos’ musical kings

  Lagos in Nigeria is known for its high crime rates. But it’s also known for its music. It has many of Africa’s best musicians. It was an honor to meet some of them. I stayed there for a month to do radio reports for P1, Sverriges Radio, SR (Swedish...
Inspired by Frida Kahlo

Inspired by Frida Kahlo

I tried walking around in Sweden in my Frida-Kahlo-inspired look back in 2005-2006. You know, big skirts, big accessories, but without the monobrow. It wasn’t really appreciated. Ironic, when her fashion sense is perceived legendary. I received strange –...
Riding through Intramuros

Riding through Intramuros

A first time trip to Manila should always have Intramuros in its itinerary. It should be passed through on kalesa. Intramuros, also called the walled city, is the oldest district in Manila. It was from here that the spaniards governed the country, when the Philippines...