Lovely weekend in Val di Gardena with my sister-in-law and her friends. They all came from Norway on Saturday afternoon, so I went up there, skied on my own on Saturday and then skied with them on Sunday. OMG the weather was amazing, the pists were great and the company were world- class.
Decided to go to dinner in Milan yesterday and eat at a so called ‘Churrascaria’ where the concept is that you buy a menu, get as much sides as you want from a buffet and then they walk around with meat… delicious meat!! And I’m not normally a fan of meat, but this one… O.M.G ❤ !
Before that we had a drink in Corso Como at a bar called ‘Chinese box’ which I love!!
As the fourth day of our trip around Europe last week we went to our offices in Wexham, which is very close to Windsor… Where Her Majesty the Queen of England has (one of) Her residence. Super British countryside, some super- nice cars were also spotted!
When we arrived at the airport at 8.30 in the morning one of the hostesses of the airport was making Champagne ready, and I of course had to ask who in the lords name drank Champagne at 8.30 in the morning, the answer; a group going to Ibiza… what a life?!
I really, really regret not taking a picture of it, but they had the coolest coffee machine there also (at the airport, realizing this post is more about the airport than of Windsor- ups). You had an iPad on the side of a tap where you chose the coffee you wanted, and then could choose the strength of the coffee, if you wanted milk etc by sliding on the iPad- so cool, and the coffee was really good!
We went on a five day trip last week with work, Antwerp (or outside of Antwerp), Berlin, Paris, London (Windsor, so outside) and Barcelona. Since there was nothing to report from Antwerp as I was staying at the hotel and conference the entire time, I shall bring you back to Berlin- the city I have not been back to since I lived there for three months two years ago.
Some lovely snaps from around Berlin, the city really is a big city!
How cute is this floor in a Nudie store, it gives you steps to decide whether you should wash your jeans or not- love it 🙂
And well… we traveled in style- lucky us- there just is no turning back to commercial flying now! (yes, there is- my money tells me there is..)
It all started with my mother wanting to go, so to support her we gave a slice of the trip as a 60th birthday present. Needless to say a lot of my family were not sure if this was something she wanted… I knew better. I will come back to the awesomeness of my mother another day.
My mom decided to go with one of her colleagues and one of her friends. I wasn’t that excited about it, but at the end I didn’t have a job (I was in the processes), so I had the time and though it would be a great experience with my mom as well as the last continent in the world I had not been to- Africa.
So off we went, to Tanzania for a weeks hike in the highest freestanding mountain in the world- Kilimanjaro.
We had two days before we started trekking up, and met the Danish crew that went with us, in addition to one English girl- all really great people!
For five days we hiked up, up, up and a little down again, to see how we could handle the altitude. Above 4000 meter there are no helicopters who can get you, so the sherpas have to bring you down if something happens. I felt it at 4200 meter where we had lunch one day, and believe me- that is an uncomfortable feeling!
My mother had brought with her small portions of oatmeal- a genius stroke on her part! The food was great, they really did all they could for us. It was a week of getting up at 6AM for sunrise, no sanitary luxuries, no showering (only washing), walking slowly, slowly to not exhaust yourself and force altitude sickness. Every day, the same- and at 9 ‘lights were out.
We got there in the end, after the last day which was grueling. Up at 6 AM to walk up to 4200 meters, got there at 12AM and then we ate some and were supposed to sleep from around 3PM until 11PM when we were supposed to start our last trek up to Uhuru peak through Stella Point.
We were warned that it would be very cold, so I layered on with two ski pants, one dune jacket and one ski jacket over…. it was waaaaay too much clothes, being from the north of Norway our perception of very cold is a bit different from the rest of the world…;)
Anyway, we succeeded, at 5895 meters above sea level the altitude sickness was fierce, but if I have a tangible goal… I get there!
SUCH an experience, watching the stars walking up there- insane! Watching the sun rise on the top- insane, the landscape- insane.
I love Italy, that is pretty clear. It has it all, beach, city, food, fashion, mountains, and an odd nice person here and there (just kidding- Italians are the best… except from Norwegians;) ). So when I got the chance to go to one of the Pearls of Italy- I was in!
Me and two of the ones I studied with in Milan went to visit a third one who has a house there. While I only went for the weekend, they stayed for almost a week- lucky ladies trippin’!
Greta brought with her Patos, our yellow friend, he totally took too much space on our boat- trip, I think the Dutch couple who was on their ûber- romantic honeymoon was not as amused as we were…
Anyway, Patos (which means duck in Spanish, I was told) needed to be blown up, and so we went- this is where all my cardio came in handy- FINALLY!
We had a day on a boat where we visited Amalfi, and had the mostamazing pastries in the world- I tell you!
Me and Greta, Patos’ mother…
Me, standing in an alleyway
Amalfi, everything is beautiful there!
You just cannot beat a view like this, insane evenings, and the food… to DIE FOR!!
We agreed to make it an annual thing…;) ❤ ❤ ❤ ❤ Love them to death and beyond!