The sandy beach Skrea Strand in Falkenberg, Sweden where I spent much time as a teenager and young adult. There are some good, and bad, memories from this place. It must been 20 years ago since I was here the last time and still amazed by the long sandy beach and the high dunes.
Cherish your memories but don’t get stuck in them, ha de Gött!
I took a bus tour to the Northern Ireland on my visit to Dublin. There was several stops where we were herd around like sheep by our friendly shepherd, ehh guide. One stop was the Dark Hedges. Never heard of it but my brain quickly built up a picture, more like this first photo.
This was what it was like. More sheep, ehh, people. More places to go so time was, to say the least, limited. Total stop 20 minutes, 8 minutes to get there from the bus stop. Do the math and there was 4 minutes to get a good picture. Preferably without all the sheep, ehh, people. Eight minutes back to the bus, no time for a pit stop! Let me tell you my bladder is now double size.
Luckily I’m Scandinavian and close to two meters tall. Managed to come away with this last picture.
Only small sips of the water, ha de Gött!
Sun sets over the Swedish Norwegian border on the first day of the first autumn month.
Someone’s sunset is someone else’s sunrise, ha de Gött!
For English version, please scroll down.
Svensk version
sövande kadunk, kadunk
far fram i maklig lunk
passerar en å och en ko
över och under en bro
åar, älvar och berg
så blåa och röda i sin färg
böljande landskap i skimrande högsommar grönt
skog och fält av bondens slit krönt
stoppar på mången station men passerar de gamla små
Bohusbanan en av de få som ett trött hjärta dunkar på
för ung och gammal en pendlares puls
historiens vingslag där vikinga tingen hölls
fiskarens kamp mot havets hårda lag
ekar i takt med stenhammarens slag
kadunk, kadunk
En resa i då och nu från Strömstad till Uddevalla
English version
Soothing thud, thud
moving on in slow jog
pass a stream and a cow
over and under a bridge
streams, rivers and mountains
so blue and red in colour
rolling landscape in shimmering high summer green
forest and field crowned by the toil of the farmer
stops at many stations but passes the old small ones
Bohusbanan one of the few on which a tired heart beats
for young and old a commuter's pulse
the wings of history where the Viking thing were held
the fisherman's struggle against the harsh law of the sea
echoes in time with the blow of the stone hammer
thud, thud
a journey in then and now from Strömstad to Uddevalla
A tribute to the old railroad named Bohusbanan where the train still runs even if it’s in dire need of refurbishment. Still has those old bolted joints that make a very characteristic thud sound as the wheels pass over them. The distance is 80 km and takes an hour and half. I never mange to stay awake the whole journey.
Enjoy the ride, ha de Gött!
Small rental boats hiding away from the wind. It’s the end of the season and soon they will be taken ashore for the winter. Ramsvik, Bohuslän Sweden.
We all strive to stay afloat, ha de Gött!
life is shit some say
try standing here all day
this is now my lot
my own destiny full fills
standing on this spot
taking all the spills
seagull chuckles
they say that I’m a noisy pooping bird
honestly I don’t give a turd
This poor guy stands outside the City Hall of Belfast, Northern Ireland. I don’t know who he is or what he done to be immortalised as a statue but the seagulls like him, or do they?
It’s always good to wear a cap by the sea, ha de Gött!
I got this picture from the island Ven of the old man on his boat. Made me think of Hemingway.
The beautiful island Ven is situated in the Öresund between Sweden and Denmark. There will be more pictures coming when I catch up with editing my photos from all traveling this summer.
Navigandum est, ha det gött!
The Stockholm City Hall was completed in 1923 after 15 years of construction. This 101 year old building is not only for administration but also holds several large halls for larger banquets. The Nobel Prize banquet is held here in December every year. So if you want to rub shoulders with the Swedish royal family you just have to figure out a ground breaking invention or discovery.
The 106 metre high tower it makes a good landmark for Sweden’s capital by the shore of the lake Mälaren.
Keep invent, ha de gött!
We took a trip to the Capital of Sweden, Stockholm. Me and my son spent almost five hours at the newly renovated National Museum. In the museum there are art from the great Swedish masters like Carl Larsson and Anders Zorn. There are also paintings from other masters like Matisse and also some art stolen as spoils of war from the time when Sweden was a super power.
I must confess I don’t remember what was on display in this hall. I was mesmerised by the amazing light from the windows. Quite a long waiting to get a picture without people, worth the wait.
See the light, ha de Gött!
She gave me an angry look when she realised I was taken photos while she was in the bath. I feared that she would call her friends and do the scream and shit fly by.
Thank God for the umbrella, ha de Gött!
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