Isn't it strange how sometimes months and months go by with nothing going on, and how other times of the year can be so packed with fun stuff that you hardly have time to do it all?

You know how I mentioned I've got tickets to New Zeeland and Turkey in my last post? Well, those are not the only tickets I've got; this morning I managed to grab a ticket to Splendour in the Grass as well!!

The tickets to this awesome music festival have been sold out ever since they were released earlier this year, but every now and then a ticket will pop up for grabs on their resale website, due to people cancelling their purchases. If you're lucky and quick you can then grab that ticket before anyone else!

I actually set the resale webpage as my start-up page for Chrome, so that every time I opened my web browser I'd see if any tickets had shown up, and early this morning it was my turn!

I am so excited to go, I've heard so many good things about this festival and I absolutely LOVE the line up. Here are a few of my favourites that will be preforming:

* Allday *

* Amy Shark *

* Asgรฉir *

* Bag Raiders *

* Banks *

* Catfish and the Bottlemen *

* George Ezra *

* King Gizzard & the Lizard Wizard *

* Mallrat *

* Peking Duk *

* Royal Blood *

* Stormzy *

* Tash Sultana *

* Thundamentals *

* Tove Lo *

* The xx *

* Vance Joy *

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I know I haven't been too frequent updating the blog lately, and to those who have been hanging in there looking for updates: thank you and I'm sorry! Not too much has been happening beside the ordinary stuff: work, food, drinks, work, food, sleep, etc. Hence the lack of updates. The days have come and gone as summer turned into fall, and now the fall has turned into winter.

And winter calls for a change.

This morning, Alex kissed me on the forehead and said bye as he usually does when he leaves in the morning. Though, this time he won't come back in a while, as he is about to enjoy three long weeks on my little party island: Bali!

On July the 5th, it's my turn to take a holiday (from my holiday ;) ), as I have spontaneously booked a return-trip to New Zealand! For nine days I'm going to check out what the kiwis are up to and hang out with my own kin in "Hobbiton" (the Lord of the rings set). It is incredibly exciting to get to travel overseas again and I can't wait to dust off my backpack and get on that flight!

I'll be back to work and normality here in Brisbane on the 13th of July, but not for too long. Unfortunately my one-year visa will come to an end in the beginning of August this year, so I've got to leave the country whether I want it or not. Luckily, the expiry of my visa lines up perfectly with Alexsandra's leave from work (Yep, Alexsandra who I travelled Indonesia with!), so we figured it would be a perfect opportunity for a reunion! ๐Ÿ‘ฏ๐Ÿ‘ฏ

One skype-call later, plans became reality as we both booked tickets for the 14th of August to: Istanbul! โœŒ Literally everyone I've told about these plans is letting me know what a bad idea it is to go Turkey in these times of terrorism and war. I just want to say THANK YOU for your concern but I am neither blind or deaf, and I do actually listen to the radio daily and get news updates on my phone and TV, and I know about the risks it brings to go to Turkey at the moment. But heck, the whole world on currently on a terrorism threat list, and if I don't go I'm letting the terrorists win, right?

At least that's how I see it.

Being very anxious about leaving Australia behind, I can't think of a better way to take that step than doing it together with her. I can totally see us enjoying days at the beach again, far away from everything else. ๐ŸŒด

Lotta, Ebba and me last night as we had a leaving party for Lotta who's also leaving Australia soon.โœˆ



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Once again I've waited a little bit too long to get photos before I do a blog post.. But I've finally got my hands on Alex's GoPro photos from when we took a tour to Tangalooma island and snorkeled amongst the wrecks and I can't wait to share them with you!

The tour was a birthday pressie that I got from Alex and included a full day boat tour to the sandy islands that make out the outline of Moreton Bay (the "sea" outside of Brisbane's coast). The tour also included lunch, guides, coffee and snacks, boom netting, beachtime and best of all: the opportunity to snorkel amongs the Tangalooma wrecks! Though before we could get into the water we needed to put on some protective wetsuits and gloves, which we pulled of with sass.๐Ÿ˜‰๐Ÿ‘†

Before we got to have a look at the wrecks we got the opportunity to go "boom netting". Boom netting is basically being dragged behind a boat at full speed while hanging on to a giant net and it is exactly as bad of an idea as it seems to be: you desperatly try to get the salt water out of your mouth and eyes as the ropes dig in to your feet and hands. On top off it all you have to do this lying awkwardly between the legs of strangers or on top of their lower parts.

At least now we know not to do that again!

The wetsuit I got felt more like a chainmail than a wetsuit and filled up with air so much that I couldn't dive under water. Maybe my wetsuit was a floating device designed for war? Luckily Alex's wetsuit was a little more flexible so he managed to get some good photos while in the water.๐Ÿ‘‡

The Tangalooma wrecks consist of fifteen wrecks that are sunk in a long line just about a hundred meters away from the beach at Tangalooma island. Not to worry though, this isn't the Bermuda triangle: the wrecks were towed there and sunk intentionally to create a habitat for the marine life in Moreton bay as natural coral reefs are getting more destroyed and bleached for each year. The first wreck was placed as early as 1963 so you can imagine how dilapidated and rusty the wrecks are at this date.

Even though the wrecks have been there for a long time now I was still surprised to see how fast and to what big extent the marine life had developed around them. There wasn't one piece of metal that wasn't covered in some sort of coral or shells, and the variety of fish and other marine creatures was wider than I've ever seen anywhere! Yep, Great Barrier reef and Phillipines included. ๐Ÿ˜ฎ

We saw Gill from Finding Nemo (Moorish idol fish)! ๐Ÿ 

We spotted this incredibly beautiful Moray eel!๐Ÿ˜

We even spotted Nemo himself (clownfish!) ๐Ÿ˜

Even though the water was a little bit chilly I could've stayed the whole day just to observe, explore and take photos of this extraordinary wildlife. Nontheless, it was time to get back to the boat and the staff wasn't keen on waiting. As a last experience before we got out of the water they gave us some bread to feed the fish, and they were hungry! ๐Ÿž

On the way back to the boat we managed to spot a pufferfish and a bunch of sea stars as well, although unforutnately we didn't get an opportunity to snap a photo of them. ๐Ÿก๐ŸŒŸ

As we got back on board the boat we couldn't wait to get out of the wetsuits and get some food in our systems. The lunch consisted of chicken/ham sandwiches with prawns and even though it wasn't the most exclusive feed I've ever had it was just as good as food always is after a long swim. ๐Ÿ”โค

My face on the last picture: "Seriously, drinking your beer while I'm trying to take a photo?" haha

We spent the rest of the day exploring the beach at Tangalooma island where there wasn't much else than a few four-wheel drive campers and a beautiful view and then cruising along the coastline in shallow waters. From the boat we managed to spot "flying fish", giant green sea turtles and after a long time of looking: a dugong! I had never seen a dugong before and got incredibly excited as the big fellow broke the surface to take a breath. We got to see him feed and breathe for about 10-15 minutes before the boat turned back and it was time to go home.

I was originally supposed to go out for dinner with some friends the same night but as it got delayed and I had work the next morning I went straight to bed instead. It didn't take long to fall asleep after such a long, incredible and eventful day ๐ŸŒด๐Ÿ’ค




noun  | famโ€ขiโ€ขly |  \'fam-lฤ“

1 a: People you fight with over stupid things.
2 a: People you can talk to about everything. b: People who understands not just your humour but understand You.
3 a: People who beleive they have the right to to go through your room and sleep in your bed.
b: People who will call you names but will get protective if somebody else does.
4 a: People you love unconditionally.
5 a: People who will always respect your opinion even though it doesn't match their own.
6 a: People whose presence or absence you are always aware of.

b: People you go across the globe for.

The picture above was taken about two and a half weeks ago when my family had woken up to their first day in Australia and we visited Lone Pine Koala Sanctuary together. Together. Can you beleive that? After more than a year apart we found ourself sitting around the same table again,  me, mum, Lukas and Simon. Only this time we were on the other side of the world.

Two intense weeks followed. Without stressing too much, we manged to pack these weeks full with experiences, emotions, laughter, fun and beer.

We spent the firat days cruising on the river, checking out the day - and night life of Brisbane and even managed to get a slight sunburn.โ˜‰

...But then Debbie arrived.

A class two cyclone that decided to not only hit, but also roam around the Australian east coast for days. Even though we weren't too affected by the winds, the aftermath of the cyclone hit Brisbane with an insane amount of rain, which caused floods in the city and therefore all schools and businesses had to close. We couldn't leave the aparment for a whole day.

And yes, Bull sharks eat people.

So, we left sinking Brisbane behind and flew to Cairns. At least there the sun was shining and Lukas and Simon got to sleep in proper beds rather than on inflateable matresses.
We got on a boat the next day which took us straight out to the extraordinary Great Barrier Reef where we enjoyed a day exploring the beautiful Coral sea from above as well as under water. ๐Ÿ ๐Ÿ™

Cairns is famous for its surroinding nature. Not only the sea, but also the tropical rainforests and spectacular water flows. Though, the distances are quite large so as a birthday present to myself as I aged from 20 to 21, I got us a Pajero Sport and drove us the 410km back and forth to the famous Daintree rainforest, Mossman gorge and Cape Tribulation.

As we came back to Brissy it was time to attend a remarkable rugby leauge game at the Suncorp stadium. Alex joined us and explained the game to us as Brisbane's Broncos won a glorious victory against Sydney's Roosters.

A couple of nights later our holiday together was starting to come to an end, but before that we had one more birthday to celebrathe and that was Lukas's. As a symbol of his growth (or just a random coinsidence) we went to the top of Mount Coot-Tha and enjoyed a near 360ยฐ view over the city I live in.

Later on, our sweet tooth was started craving attention. We were initially after cake, but then stumbled upon "Cowch": a milky cocktail bar that serves alcohol infused desserts - Does it get any better than that? ๐Ÿฐ๐Ÿธ๐Ÿ˜

And then before we knew it we stood gathered outside the gate at the international terminal and kind of realised that that was it. No more cramping four people into a room that's built for one. No more silly internal jokes. No more family breakfasts. No more touristy confusion.

The fast goodbye soon escalated to a lump in my throat as soon as I realised they were now going to the other side of the planet while I was going ten minutes down the road to an empty apartment. It was hard to ignore the obvious absence of my family.

Though, it kind of didn't get to me how much we managed to experience during these two weeks at first. After the visit I was actually quite exhausted both physically and emotionally after two very intense weeks. I got straight back to work, hosted a birthday celebration, caught up with a bunch of different things and prople and yea, didn't really have much time to reflect on what I had just experienced.

I kind of get it now as I've had time to scroll through photos and memories. Even though the intense holiday-in a holiday was tiring at times I wouldn't change a thing. I'm so amazingly privileged to have a family that cares for and respects my interests to the point that they arrange to meet up with me on the other side of the planet just so I can show them my world.

I love you to bits and I am so grateful you spent the time, the trouble, the money and the energy to do this trip with me. I owe you one. ๐ŸŒ๐ŸŒŽ๐ŸŒ๐Ÿ’•



Hi everyone!
Sorry for the super late update! As you might know I went to a wedding a couple of weeks ago, and all this time I've just been waiting for the wedding photos to be uploaded so that I could share the day with you all and finally reveal what dress I wore! ๐Ÿ‘—

The professional photos have still not been uploaded though and I've kind of given up on waiting for them, so I guess I'll have to make this post using only the private photos from the wedding that I've managed to steal (most of them are not mine).

This was the first wedding I've been to in a long time so I was extremely excited when getting in the car after putting my dress and heels on. Me and Alex got picked up by Georgia's friend Rosie at Alex's house and met up with his family at their hotel before we got in the cab to the actual wedding.

The wedding was held at the couple's newly-built, just-finished house (more like a mansion!!) and the reception was just gorgeous! Heaps of beutiful people waiting on the huge balcony/back yard with a view over the city. An open bar, delicious catered finger food and lovely weather also contributed to the amazing vibe and you could feel excitement filling the air as the time went by.

And then it was time for the actual ceremony. It was so sweet to see the couple wispering and smiling to each other as the priest was having his speech. Even though I didn't know the couple all too well, I was almost a bit teary as they both said "I do". ๐Ÿ’

The the night continued with speeches, more food and drinks, photographs and eventually also the cutting of the beautiful and giant wedding cake.๐Ÿฐ

As the wedding reception started to die down I swapped from my elegant blue dress to a sparkly golden dress and met up with my Swedsh girls for a night out in the city where we stayed until about 4am. ๐Ÿธ

Typical me not being able to stop moving or talking as people take photos of me ๐Ÿ˜ถ๐Ÿ™ˆ

It was a long and eventful day and I wish I could do it all over again, but for now my focus is on something even more exhilarating: My mom and two brothers are coming HERE on SUNDAY!!!

I just want to fast forward until they get here and then press slow motion the moment they arrive. I'm the happiest daughter/sister in the world to have my family go around the globe to visit little me โค



I wrote this post yesterday, and once I was finished writing it, I posted it. It was always my intention to post it, so I did. I also deleted it as soon as it had been uploaded as I kind of realised it was out there for everyone to read. The post was exposed, I was exposed, and that freaked me out. As I woke up this morning with new energy I gave this post a big "HELL NO" when I asked myself if I wanted to upload it again. But now, 17 hours later when it's just past midningt and it's about 24 hours ago I since wrote this particular post, I've changed my mind. Again.

...Or more like: convinced my mind that my heart wants this intimate piece of thought up there, out there, for everyone ro read and judge and despise and love and hopefully learn from or get clarity from.

Bear in mind though, that this particular piece of thought that you are about to read is not a cry for help. Neither is it a call for empathy. The following post is literally just me trying to express in text what I beleive most people experience at least once in their lives, and that is all.

Earlier today when I was having a shower I got a sudden a unexpected flash back from how things were normally just about a couple of months ago.

I was just washing the shampoo out of my hair when suddenly my heart dropped to the floor and I could feel my breaths getting shallower and pace up to a rythmic, paniced pace, simlar to a rabbit's breathing when stressed.

The trigger ?

"Blood stains won't make it matter
Got good things, got you"

A song. Of corse it was a bloody song.

As always when I'm home alone I was playing music in the shower (and yes, sometimes I sing..) as speakers and phones are waterproof now a days. Nothing strange, I was actually in quite a pumped mood after completing 45 minutes on the treadmill at the gym just before.

Then that song came on. I had actually queued it myself before I got in the shower since it used to be my favourite song not long ago. I used to listen to it when I felt down and even though I thought the lyrics wasn't at all fitting my situaton, I used to feel like I could relate to the song and that it made me calmer.

In fact, the song wore me down as it described what I was doing to myself and in the weak state I was, I didn't realise that it actually triggered me to be harder on myself.

"Are you lonely, are you there when I'm not in the room
Are you only, only a part of this when you choose"

This song really got to me when I was down but I had no idea back then what effect it had on me. I didn't know why it made me cry while I sang the words loudly in my car or why I put it on repeat even though I was sick of Sam Margin's blue voice long ago. I just knew it made me feel something, and that was better than nothing.

I had never experienced anxiety, panic or severe self doubt before it hit me at the end of last year. Therefore, I was open as a book as it came sneaking up on me and that's why it hit me so hard. I just couldn't believe it. Couldn't beleive that it could happen to me, and that's why it took me so long to understand what was going on with me.

"Is it real, is it something that you can not touch
Do you feel, do you feel that you feel too much"

A common mistake among people suffering from anxiety is that they keep going. It's common that successful people with a high paced life find themselves feeling a bit off, and then before they know it they're eating pills of the hands of psychiatrists. Many would call this phenomenom "hitting the wall": productive people that forget to care about their mental health and keep preassuring themselves until they're too mentally exhausted to think another reasonable thought without freaking out, physically.

"Something crazy, something changing in the way you talk"

For me, it was the opposite. I used to be that person who had a packed schedule, every day, every week, every year. If I had a space free in my "life roster", I'd make sure to fill it quickly and be careful that everything I did "developed me" and brought me forward.

Here, in Australia, I showed up with a near empty life roster. The only thing I knew that I was here to do, was pretty much seeing Alex. Obviously, this drastic contrast in lifestyle got to me eventually. It took a long, long time for me to complete my life puzzle on this side of the world and to get a context of my own. Much longer than I expected it to take, and it was so much harder than I expected it to be.

Despite the support I had from Al, in order to get better:

I would have to fight through this alone.

"Blood stains make confusing patterns
That lead me to you"

It's hard to describe mental illness and even harder to relate to it for those who haven't experienced it. But I can say one thing: It helps to be prepared. And it helps to talk, no matter how hard it is.

Today, in the shower, when I could feel all my positive energy get drained from me and numbness consume me I knew what was going on. I was prepared and I was not in the mood to fall back to being the miserable mess I found myself being at the end of last year.

I opened my eyes, took control of my breathing as I stared at my speaker like it would feel guilty for what it had done to me and change songs. It didn't, obviously, and I was just going to go and change songs myself when I challenged myself. It was risky, but it was also a way to prove to myself that I was over this sh*t and that I was stronger than to let a stupid song bring me down.

So, I listened to the whole thing. In the shower. With cold water still flushing down on my head.

"Gonna drown, I give up and get on with the life lived good"

And then it was over. The next song rolled on, and I was fine.

"Get back never get back too soon
Get back never get back too soon
Get back never get back...."

Fine, as in: not lost or shaking or being unable to breathe. As in being able to stand up, look myself in the mirror and keep going. Keep doing what I was doing instead of wasting minutes, sometimes hours, days in bed trying to recover.

Get back never get back

To say that I was completely untouched by the incident would be a lie. I definitely felt that "emotional hangover" for hours afterwards but only in the form of being easily provoked or grumpy (which is me in general if I'm hungry or tired anyway).

I got over it, and I feel so damn good about it. I got over it, on my own. I fought through it, on my own. I don't need any better evidence that I'm strong enough to take on whatever life choses to throw at me.

And that. That has made me grown more as a person than any packed schedule ever has.



Another week in paradise has passed and this one has been spent mostly working, climbing and socialising. I met up with Shelley again last Friday to get her advise in finding a dress for a wedding that's held in less than two weeks..

And yep, I'm going to a wedding! Alex's uncle (who we celebrated Christmas day with) is getting married soon and I'm invited (yay!👐). I'm so excited to go to the wedding. Partly because I haven't really been to a proper wedding since I was like what, 12 years old(?), but especially since it's held here; in wonderful Australia. 🌴

After a lot time spent walking between shops and struggling in dressing rooms we found a goreous dress (that you probably won't see until the wedding 😘 cliffhanger alert!⚠).

Even if I imagined something pastel or patterned it was love at first sight when I tried this dark marine blue dress on. The girl working by the dress rooms let my try the dress together with beautiful golden stilettos and I would have bought them too if it wasn't because were not allowed to wear heels at the wedding (it would ruin the couple's brand new wooden floor). 😬👠

After me and Shelley had parted in the city it was time for me to go home and get ready for Swedes' night out ! I met up with four amazing girls that had just arrived in Brisbane and together we had some drinks at my place. 🍸

We might have gotten a little bit too funny at the apartment and left a little bit too late so we might have been a little bit messy while out at the bar... But it was definitely a crazy and fun night! 💎

Yes, he hates when I take sneaky photos of him. No, it doesn't stop me from doing it.

Sunday night it was time for Alex to be hungover as he was out for pre-uni drinks with his study mates the night before. And what better way to cure a hangover than with fresh Vietnamese ice coffe at our favorite bagel shack? I can't think of anything. ☕💕

Yeah I can be quite awkward, too.

Oh! Also! Since my last post, my car has managed to break down and get fixed as well. One day it just didn't start, I assumed it was just the battery that was dead so Alex came over to jump start it. The jump start worked, and I assumed the problem was solved.

...Nope, the next morning when I was in a rush to get to work the car wouldn't start again. Upset and stressed I got a cab to work and called a mechanic immediately as I came home.

The mechanic was outside my house in less than an hour and diagnosed my battery: f*cked. Even though replacing it put a 250$ hole in my wallet, I was so releived it wasnt a bigger problem than that!

It's now Thursday night and I'm looking forward to tomorrow as me and Alex are going to treat ourself a spa night after work with detoxing herbs and himalayan salt🙏

I mean, detoxing on Friday justifies possible intoxication on Saturday, right?🍹😇



When you're expecting to pull off that super sexy I'm-on-a-fast-boat-in-paradise look but realise that photo shoots on a fast boat in reality aren't quite that charming. ๐Ÿ‘†

Anyhow, why was I on a fast boat going away from Brisbane on Thursday morning anyway...?

Well, do you remember this gorgeus human? ๐Ÿ‘‡

That's right, Shelley is finally home(!!), and last Thursday I finally got to see her again for the first time in forever.๐Ÿ’•

Only 30 minutes on a ferry away from Brisbane is the huge paradise island known as Straddie. This big beauty is the reason why Brisbane doesn't have beaches or surf; Straddie is in the way and gets aaall the good stuff. ๐Ÿ–๐ŸŒŠ๐ŸŒด

No I'm not pregnant. Neither am I participating in Biggest Looser. What you see above is the combination of a baggy dress and a lot of wind, ok?๐Ÿ˜…

When we reached the other side of the bay, me and Alex finally got to reunite with Shelley, about one year after we said goodbye last time(!). She was pretty much the first girl I got to know when I was travelling alone in Thailand September 2015. It's quite incredible to think we've since then been meeting up in different parts of the world like that's completely normal. Love it ๐ŸŒ

We enjoyed the day frying ourselves like bacon on the beach, swimming in the crystal clear sea (You won't beleive it but it was actually the very first time I had a swim in the sea in Australia, except for when I snorkeled the Great Barrier Reef๐Ÿ˜ต), and visited Shelley's family's beautiful summer house.

Our walk along the coast felt like a safari as we also got to see a lot of Australia's wildlife in action. Stingrays/mantarays, sea turtles, dolphins, wallabies, you name it! The rays were big enough to make the bottle nose dolphins look tiny in comparison, and one big ray even put on a show as he jumped high abouve the surface before dropping back into the crashing waves. I didn't even know that rays could jumpโ‰

The sea turtles were usually just to be seen as dark patches moving around under water, but every now and then they streched their necks above the surface and revealed their little turtle faces. ๐Ÿข

Anyone who has spotted a whale or a dolphin from a distance before knows that the time you spend trying to get a photo of it is never worth it; best case scenario you can see a blurry black fin in the photo giving reality no justice at all. Therefore, we didn't bother taking photos and made sure to enjoy the moment instead.

The day came to an end much quicker than I wished it would so before we knew it, me and Alex were on the ferry on the way back to reality again. Since then I've pretty much spent the time sorting out boring paperwork (superannulation is not a fun thing to deal with when you're 20 years old, trust me) had the apartment shown to someone who might move in when I move out, shopping, running, rock climbing, reading and watching my new guilty pleasure show: Married at first sight ๐Ÿ™ˆ

Exciting times are coming up within a near future... After beeing rooted in Brisbane for about half a year, my whole world is about to change completely really soon. More about that in my next post!

Stay tuned x



Even though Brisbane airport is my work place I was actually really thrilled going there last Saturday. This time it was my turn to be a guest and not an employee: I was going to Melbourne!

Having a long weekend in Melb was a really spontaneous decision I made. Ever since I was there with Alexsandra in August I've always wanted to give Melbourne a second chanse since we we're spending most our time freezing our butts of and couldn't really enjoy it. Seeing as part of my former hostel family had an apartment in Melb at the moment, it felt like the right time to go!

I met up with Madi and Chelsea (who I met at a hostel in Brisbane 2-3 months ago) and enjoyed three crazy nights and days with them involving: clubbing, coffees, doughnuts, beers, art, penguins festivals, markets, police interference and good friends!!

The pictures above are taken at Hoiser lane, a little alleyway famous for it's remarkable street art. I was there with Alexsandra in August, but there wasn't one artwork that was the same; the art there is changing constantly! 

Melbourne is also the ultimate capitol for a foodie (like me) ๐Ÿ”๐ŸŸ๐Ÿฉ๐Ÿ˜

We also got a close view of these little fellows, the penguins at St Kilda beach! These penguins are smaller than your cat and will melt you heart straight away as they waddle around flapping their tiny little wings. ๐Ÿง

Even though the air was still quite cold, Melbourne definitely grew on me on this trip. Nontheless, I can't deny that I was relieved when I landed in Brisbane on Tuesday morning and got embraced by the hot and humid Queensland air; I'd never trade Brisbane for Melbourne โ˜‰

I landed on Valentine's day, and as soon as Alex finished work we met up at his place. I was slighly panicked over the fact that I had no idea what he had planned for us, but got a positive surprise when the cab dropped us off outside a fancy tapas restaurant in the city.

It was quite dark in the restaurant which was cozy but made it incredibly hard to take photos of the food. ๐Ÿ˜… We enjoyed a shared four-course meal including garlic sourdough bread with olive oil, fried mushroom croquettes, delicious marinated giant prawns and a generous seafood soup. We finished of the night in a perfect way by walking across the road to the vintage bar Lefty's, where we enjoyed fresh apple whiskeys while listening to taleted live performers.

It was a flawless night, though, it ended fairly early since I was quite knackered after my early flight and rough weekend. I felt really spoiled and thankful to Alex who arranged this for us. Can't wait until next Valentine's ๐Ÿ™ˆ๐Ÿ˜ป haha 



Hi guys!
I would have done this post earlier, but I've been waiting for photos from a certain company which hasn't been sent, and once I realised I wouldn't be getting them anytime soon and made a blog post anyway; Nouw decided to delete my draft. *sigh*

Lucky for you though I don't feel like writing the whole post again and will therefore sum up the story (and try to complain less this time 😅).

Last Sunday it was finally time for me and Alex to climb the spectacular Story Bridge! I gave this experience to him as a Christmas gift but we haven't taken the time to actually do it, until now!

The Story Bridge is a tall, iconic structure which has proudly been connecting the southern suburbs with the city since 1940. We chose to do the more expensive Twillight tour to get the most out of our experience, and it was worth it! We got to see the city in daylight as we climbed the stairs up the bridge, watch the sun set behind the city skyline while we were at the top and then watch as the bridge and city lit up as the sky turned darker on the way down. We spent almost two hours taking in the wonderful 360° view from 180m above the sea level. We could actually see the Glass House mountains on the horizon, ~60 km away!

Unfortunately, we were not allowed to bring anything during the climb and were therefore unable to take any photos. The tour included photos though and the guide did indeed take a few individual and group photos along the way.

When the tour was finished and went to collect our photos we were told only the group photos were included and that we had to pay 17$ for the individual ones (!). We chose to decline the stupid offer and spent that money on well deserved pizza at a spectacular pub underneath the bridge instead.

The next day I got the group photos sent to my email, or more correctly, a link to a webpage to which they had been uploaded. Compressing and uploading the pictures to this free website resulted in a terrible loss of quality and made the proffessional photos look like they were taken with a Nokia 8210 rather than the expensive camera they used.

I called the company and asked them to send me the photos on email directly instead to preserve the quality of the pictures and they promised to have that sorted out within 30 minutes. It has now been 22 hours and 30 minutes and I have kind of given up hope, so unfortunately you'll have to settle with the pictures above.👎

Face palm failed but expression of disappointment successful

The climb was a week ago now and since then I've frequently been practising a different kind of climbing: rock climbing! I was originally just going to join Georgia for a climb but I got really fund of the sport and have been back 3 times since. Bruised and with torn up hands I learnt that long pants are worth wearing despite the heat and that chalk is necessary even for beginners.

Alex and I have been assisting each other when a rope and harness is needed but we've mostly done this "boldering" climbing (see above) where you dont have ropes but the floor is one giant matress that swallows you when you fall.

I'm so excited to go back climbing as soon as possible but I just landed in Melbourne and am planning to enjoy a relaxed weekend here without bruises and broken nails. Many of my friends are here at the moment and I cant wait to see everyone!!!  ❤

Expect a Melbourne update soon x