“Islands are reminders of arrivals and departures” — Gretel Ehrlich
Bornholm is a remote island tucked away in the Baltic sea. Although being a Danish Island, it is geographically located closer to Sweden, Germany, and Poland than Denmark. Initially settled during the Viking Age by fishermen. Bornholm has historically gone back-and-forth of Danish and Swedish rule, followed by the occupation of the Germans and The Soviets.
The island is home to 40.000 residents, and except for Rønne and Nexø, the two harbor towns, the rest of the island is made up of colorful fishing villages. …
Chapel-Hill, Durham, and Raleigh, or better known as the Research Triangle, is likely the most charismatic place you have never heard of. If southern hospitality were born at a specific location, this would probably be it.
While the world becomes more polarized and turns left and right, the Triangle looks straight ahead while recognizing the past. Historic industrial buildings in Durham aren’t torn down because they don’t fit current design trends but are repurposed. Chapel-Hill remains home to the oldest continuing public university yet remains a hub for scholarly thinking. …
The double-punch of a pandemic and a domestic terrorist attack has set the tone for an unusual inauguration in Washington DC. Areas where thousands of people would have gathered to cheer and party are now empty and wrapped in barbed wire fencing. Throughout the downtown area, scattered groups of people are seen, excited, and cautiously optimistic. Expressions are hidden under masks, yet you can feel the smiles underneath. Still, there are far more soldiers than civilians and a far more tense atmosphere than the few celebrations that are to be found. It’s quiet for a historical event that should not be quiet. But after four years of loud, hubris, turmoil, the silence is embraced.
“The greatness of a community is most accurately measured by the compassionate actions of its members” — Coretta Scott King
Urban decay is often painted as Detroit’s only identity, but what is overlooked is the city’s local communities with their own unique stories.
The Motor-city may not be the manufacturing metropolis as it once was, but it’s as creative, resourceful, and friendly as ever. From community cookouts to mosaic-street art, this city marches to its own beat while the skyscrapers make statements that no other city can.
A neighborhood has a limited life and will eventually change character, deteriorate, or…
Find joy and solace in the simple, and cultivate your utopia by feeling the Tao in every cubic inch of space. — Wayne Dyer
Denver, the mile-high city, sitting 5000 feet above elevation and tucked away along with the Rockies. Filled with public multi-purpose spaces and bike lanes, by each block, it becomes more clear that this is a city built for the people. In the debate of ‘great American cities’, it would be criminal not to mention Denver. In fact, the discussion should be centered around this city. It’s too ambitious to be a mountain town, it’s too humble…
“Montana seems to me to be what a small boy would think Texas is like from hearing Texans” — John Steinbeck
It’s 2020 and the world is on fire: politically, socially, and literally. But way up north along the Kootenai River in Troy, Montana, a stone’s throw from the border of Canada, there lays a hidden paradise that cannot be bothered with such shenanigans. Here, the only concern is finding phone service and packing enough beer for river floats. Here, freedom birds, otherwise known as eagles, sore the sky while deer roam the roads. As one trickles down to visit…
“If country life be healthful to the body, it is no less so to the mind” — Giovanni Ruffini
In Charlotte, history exists on every block. From charming colonial-style homes to eerie old plantations. A drive out to the hilly countryside and history continues. Here in Winston-Salem, a town built by traditional Movarian settlers and on tobacco and textile trade has managed to create its own unique identity. Drive further out, and Appalachia culture, Southern hospitality, and low country cuisine are to be found — all depending on the direction.
Here, Sangria and coffee is cheap. The weather is slightly…
“Make no little plans; they have no magic to stir men’s blood.” — Daniel Burnham
It’s true what they say, Chicago is filled with genuine friendliness and polite straightforwardness. It’s a different city. Its a place where urban grit is intertwined with neighborly atmosphere. Here, street credit is made from winning a game of curling or best-out-of-three in table fussball. It’s my kind of city.
I know, I know. the locals swear on the deep dish pizza. But not me. I’m having pastry that reminds me of home, bar food at the underground tiki bar, and American-inspired New Nordic. My cravings for tree-bark and toasted ants are finally met.
My time in the Midwest does not end here.
The temple is elegantly covered in flowers and lights. I find myself in the courtyard, where the air is thick with smoke from the incense, or maybe that’s just the good energy. Regardless, it smells sweet and earthy.
The last time I was here, the main Buddha statue was hidden away in a corner covered in bubble wrap. Now it stands centered, with hundreds of eyes towards it.
A loud, constant chant sung by the monks is heard everywhere.
Prayers are made for wealth and health. For happiness, for family, for luck in school, for luck in life. …
Born and raised in Denmark. This is a blog that serves as a journal for my nonsense writing.