CTA, Guidelife , Sicilien

Some of you might have been thinking I was sounding a bit negative about Sicily in my last post. I read i through and I do understand why someone might maybe possibly somewhere in the universe think that.... Of course there has been so many great moments in Sicily and I do bring fantastic memories with me home from this season. Here are 6 of my most memorable moments in Sicily S16.

- When arriving to Sicily on the 15th of April our manager picked us up at the airport. On the drive back to our house he was talking about crazy italians being shit drivers. Just as he was talking about it, a car was stopping right in front of us the wrong side of the road. Someone took a photo of Etna and then continued driving only to stop again right next to our house. A person comes out from the car running towards us and shouting "Guys, I bought toilet paper." This was the first thing ever Jackie said to me. Love ya gurl❤

- Etna is the highest active volcano in Europe and when visiting it the first time me and Jackie wanted to take a selfie (obvs). She was holding her Go Pro and just taking the shot at the excact same time as I stepped backwards into small little whole. I completely terrified thought I had step over the edge and was falling down the volcano. Whaaaa I screamed and you can really see the panic in my face in the photo 🔥

- Cavagrande with Angelo and Saimi. Cavagrande is really the coolest place in Sicily I would say. Walking from the car park down into the cave took at least 35min. Phuu💦

- All of those really great roadtrips around the island with mah bro Angelo. We where both driving at the same time with a horrified Saimi in the back fearing for her life. We arrived safe and sound all the way to San Vito Lo Capo (north west point of Sicily)☀

- And how can I not mention all the great colleagues and the super carpe life moments we had this season. I have met so many people with great laughter.🇮🇹

- The last one is actually when I met Malin. She came some days later than us and she has the most AHAMAAAZING laugh ever. She can easily make an whole room of people start laughing just by laughing her self. Love you Malin 💓

Oh yeah today I left the Fiat 500 I have been driving now for 6 months. I named her Felicia, so literally BYE FELICIA!

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CTA, Guidelife , sommar, Sicilien

So it is not many days at all left in Shittaly. The season has defenately not been easy and only flowers and champagne. On Tuesday it is finally time for me to leave this Maffia infected volcano island. Wohoo! I am so sick of Pizza and pasta and I wish to never ever see one ever again. Until I´m hungover and wants swedish pizza that is. Here is an interesting fact. Swedish "pizzerian down the street - pizza" is actually, according to me, waaaaay better than the italian pizza. WTF happened there?

I have been in Sicily exactly 26 weeks today! I would not say that these weeks have been flying by and I can definately say that these last few days are going by so slowly. Gaaaaah I just want a new place now. Even though I sound very negative about Sicily there has actually been some good things that has happened here. They are mostly my colleagaues Malin, Lousie and Jackie, who has been keeping me sane on this island. If you are a young tourist wanting to explore europe, meet great people, eat amazing food and go to some really cool parties I strongly advice you NOT to go to Sicliy. If you on the other hand are an elderly couple wanting to see a lot of nature and beautiful views, then why not Sicily?

I have done my first season here and it is actually only three days left here now. Pheew! The flight departures on Tuesday 18/10 at 19.05 and please God let it be on time.

Bye Sicily, I have had many tough experiences here, I have learnt so incredibly much here and I think the biggest thing I´ve learnt is that I AM NEVER COMING BACK!

See ya never, baiiiie Felicia




Gay, Resa, sommar

Last stop of this ah-mazing GAYCAY was Sweden. I was not amused by the stupid swedish old ladies on Scandinavian Airlines who was super mean when I tried to go to my seat. Me: "Excuse me ma´am if think thats my seat next to you". Rude lady: "Oh so is it now?" Me: "Uhm yeah I think so." ""Jahopp, so what should I move now for you then?". "eehm yes please??" "Mmmhmm so now you want me to move for you, these kids..." Okay byyyeeeeee bitch WHO ARE YOU?! Ugh got me so mad and for some reason I got into this *I hate everyone in Sweden*- mood since she was totally such a bitch. I arrived in Sweden super annoyed at the lady but it blew away quite fast since I got to see Troy Sivans concert. Whooo. And yes queen, I am also just a lost boy, waiting to be found. #slay 

After a weekend in Stockholm packed with reunions I finally got to see my family for 1,5 days. My brother is so cute, totally stealing the attention from me on my snapchat. But he deserves it TBH. 

Oh and I almost forgot how much I missed swedish food. I mean the salads in Sweden?? Not to be forgotten, Loka, Kalles kaviar, lösgodis, Celsius, tacos... OHMAGAAWD!

Byyeeeee Sweden,!



Gay, Resa, Berlin

Meine damen und herren. Herzlich willkommen bei Germanwings nach Berlin. Vielen dank fur fliegen mit uns.

So me and Santi decided that we would show Barcelonas´ gay scene how Cindy Stardust and Santi Fierce do it one last time before leaving. Our flight was on monday morning (2pm) and on sunday night/monday morning (6.30am) we were still having dance battles in the middle of the dancefloor with all the hot spanish guys standing around us. DO i need to add that they all were topless? Gawd! I think that was one of the best parties in Barcelona actually, it was called black room and was actually pretty much like berlin parties. The major difference was that Barcelonaeian gay guys are super fit and major buff! Anyhow we had an amazing time and I also found a guy who Santi looked like a spider... He was actually such a cool guy. Buhu I´m still single and alone. 

Anyhow the flight to Berlin after Barcelona was totally not so raving at all. Both me and Santi where still pretty drunk when we arrived to the airport so that was absolutely amazing. But as soon as we sat down in our seats aboard the plane, at least I completely fell asleep. Even before we had taken off. I just remember waking up like 1,5h in to the flight when Santi ordered a tomato juice and I was soooo confused! Where am I? What year is it? Why are you ordering tomato juice? 

We made it to Berlin and she has never ever looked more gorgeous than what she did that evening. The sun was out and shining on our taxi on the way to Lichtenberg where my friend Mitch lives. He´s so amazingly cool and funny and I didn´t realize how much I missed (Mitched, hahah see what I did there?!) him until I was there again. We ate such good food like asian tapas, sushi train, Berlin pizza, spring rolls, Deutches früstück und zu weider... Ahamazing! Me and Micth also realized how bad we were at serving when we had a tennis match somewhere in Wedding. 

And yeah, one of my favorite moments was when me and Mitch biked through almost completely whole of Berlin. It´s actually such a good city to bike in. We ended up on the gayest street in the Gayberhood Schönenberg. We stopped for a coffee at the café Romeo & Romeo. I just love those cleaver names. Pride flags, sex shops, hot men in leather, cute gay guys a feeling of acceptance everywhere. Love it! 

All and all I miss Berlin now more than ever. 

Bis bald! 



Gay, Barcelona, Resa, story time

So boys and girls. This ahamazing GAYCAY has now come to and end and i feel that it my responsibility as a good citizen to tell y´all about it. So here´s the first part of it.

As you already have seen from the topic I went to Barcelona. Omg this vibrant and colorful city was actually way more exciting than I thought it would be. The city it self is so beautiful, not to mention the hot spanish guys (on FIRE!) and of course the beach walk and amazing food everywhere. I think this might actually be the city I move to after I´m done with being a tour guide. Sure it´s great fun moving to a new destination every sixth month and I have so much more to learn from it, but I am already starting to feel a desire for something more. Living in a city that has an alive gay community with gay events, gay sport clubs (not only saunas you perverts), and people with ambitions and dreams. Sounds so cheesy probably and in that case, fuck it. Then I guess I´m cheesy.

Me and my FIERCE SLAY QUEEN SANTI STORM  totally made the gay parties in Barcelona with power. As usual he killed it on the dance floor and for those of you who follow me on snapchat totally saw his dance to Britney Spears. Where does he gets his move from? Well Santi I had an amazing time with you as I always do, even though you drag me to all these crazy expensive vegan restaurants. I mean ONE vegan shrimp for 11 Euros?!? WHAT IS THAT EVEN MADE OUT OF?

My favorite day in Barcelona was totally the day we went to Park Guell after closing hours. Santi did not at all enjoy the walk from the subway station to the top although I freaking loved the 1million stairs we climbed in the middle of the night in an empty local neighborhood. It was such a cool place with all these beautiful mosaik things mixed with great architecture. We where the only ones there so we dance around in one of the big "rooms" with loads of pillars in it. All of a sudden while I kept dancing on my own, a la Robyn style, we hear something/ someone whistle the Hunger Games sounds. You know the sound Katniss makes to Rue to tell her she´s safe or something like that. We both completely froze for about 4 seconds and looked at each other before we screamed ​OMG WHAT THE HELL IS THAT?! ​and started running for our lives. What the fuck we are in the 76th annual hunger games! Are we going to hear a cannon soon? I though president Snow was dead? Where is the girl on fire? Well I mean to be honest with youg guys, it was probably just someone messing with us.... Don´t ya think? 

Hasta Luego Barcelona, te quiero mucho <3 



Barcelona, Resa, sommar

So I landed in this city that I have never been in before. I didn't know anyone here and to be honest with you, I basically had 0 facts about Barcelona. I did not think very high of Barcelona... Until now!

Wooooow this city is amahazing! It sounds so cliche to say it but it really is a true happy spirit Oscar walking down the streets of Barcelona. I have been working almost everyday and always having to be "work Oscar" instead of "crazy funny Oscar" which you guys, is really really exhausting and life suffocating. I finally feel like I can breathe  again. I'm laughing, meeting new people, exploring and even though I had mas o menos no sleep this night I have more energy than I ever had in Sicily. Barcelona really is something special and I can't shake the feeling that one day I will make a classic "impulsive Oscar" move and move here in a heartbeat.

I really do feel happy for the first time in a very long time, and this is only after 2days here. Is it some magic fairy-glitter-dust in the air here or what? Nope it's just a really great spirit over the hole city.

Muchas gracias Barcelona



Resa, Gay

Klockan ringer 06.33. Det är tisdagsmorgon och jag har semester. YASSS FINALLY! Incheckningen stängde kl 9.00 och jag checkade in mitt baggage 08.57. #livinontheedge

Jag ska till den kanske mest bögiga staden i Spanien.
10 poäng, Det finns ett väldigt känd fotbollslag här.
8 poäng, staden ligger på östkusten.
6 poäng, om man vill kan man ta en turistig promenad längs La Rambla.
4 poäng, Barcelonetta hittar hi här.
2, poäng, staden börjar på B.
*drum roll please*

Yaaaaaaas! See ya never bitches 💁🏼

Btw, the flight attendants on this Vueling flight are so f*in hot! Omg like everyone onboard is probably gay as well because there are tons of Gucci bags and muscles here. The GAYCAY really has started!

Barca, be ready I'm coming!



Guidelife , CTA, Sicilien

Alert alert! Växlarna på cykeln var visst inte sönder. De funkade och jag fick en halvt förnedrande genomgång om hur man faktiskt växlar på en tävlingscykel. Så det här är vad som hände...

Killen som hyrde ut cykeln var Geohohrgeous! Like not egen funny he was so cute! Anyhow han var minst sagt skeptisk när han hyrde ut den till mig och jag såg ut som ett frågetecken när han försökte förklara hur man lagar ett punkterat däck. "Oh well, I really hope you won't get a flat tire then" sa han med en extremt nervös röst. Hursomhelst när jag skulle lämna cykeln förklarade jag att växlarna inte funkade och att jag hade fått trampa sönder med krympande lår i varje liten backe. Han skrattade och verkade tycka att jag var hillarious, score. Han var väl mest glad över att cykeln faktiskt hade kommit tillbaka. Han testade växlarna och konstaterade att de visst fungerade. Jahaa är det så man växlar!? Sa jag lite halvt skrattandes medansvar han utbrister i skratt. Varpå han sedan ger mig en förmanande lektion i att det här minsann är en tävlingscykel och såhär fungerar växlarna. För att växla upp drar man i en liten flärp framför bromsen. För att växla ner ska man tydligen vrida hela bromsen OCH flärpen!? Vem kom på det här!?! WTF!

Next time you know, sa han och skrattade och körde därifrån.

Bye Felicia!