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A couple of hours drive from Monrovia lies the small beachside town Robertsport. It is right on the border of Sierra Leone, and the mountainous landscape that is so characteristic of Liberia’s diamond rich neighbor carefully starts here. This is where the big and important people from Monrovia come to get away. Naturally, this becameContinue reading “the best waves in West Africa”

The other day, I was talking to an old acquaintance of mine that I haven’t met for years. We were trying to set up a date for us to go take a beer together, and I said “You decide, I’m sure you have a very busy life”. He answered: “Well, yeah, but not busier thanContinue reading “being busy and having time”

I bough a computer today. A small one, that can sit on my lap and fit in a small backpack. It is actually smaller than most of my textbooks for school, which is kind of funny. Considering it can fit so much more than a book. The computer is mainly for my summer activities. TheContinue reading “my new toy”

        One of the few sights that people recommend in Monrovia when you ask, is the old Ducor Palace Hotel. Or what used to be. It was the first hotel built in Liberia, in 1967, and one of the few five star hotels in Africa for a long time. It had mostContinue reading “at Gaddafi’s hotel”

It is odd, thinking that the last time I traveled, I climbed the hills of San Francisco and forced the heat in Phoenix. The contrast could not be more obvious, in the Liberian capital Monrovia. It is the city of the white expat 4WD monstrosities and the Liberians on motorcycles. There are many houses thatContinue reading “the capital of Liberia”

I’ve started to feel pretty good about my thesis. Today, Lina and I sent out invitations to our almost-graduation party. I replanted the cilantro and the basil in bigger pots and tidied up the flowchart for the ArcGIS part of my thesis. I haven’t come up with the perfect conclusion of my huge thesis dataContinue reading “I can’t help myself”

I started this blog almost one and a half years ago, and gave it the title Geographies of belonging. I liked the idea of it being called geographies something, since I’m a geography student, and I was going traveling. My thought was that I would write slightly philosophical texts about traveling and how different things canContinue reading “reflections about belonging and other rootless thoughts”

I went for a walk. The moon had come out after the rain, it wasn’t cold at all, it almost felt like summer. And the smell. The rain, asphalt, fresh leaves and all the flowers. There are no words. Walking around Skarpnäck in the dark, listening to Chet Baker, I felt present. Disconnected from everythingContinue reading “– – –”

I woke up this morning with a headache. I think it’s the stress, and maybe a little bit of hangover and high/low pressure change in the weather. So I’ve spent my day lying in bed, feeling pathetic and talking on the phone with about everyone who would pick up the phone or call me back.Continue reading “cloudy day”

One early morning in Liberia, I wrote this on my phone: There is a smell, in the tropics in the morning. Right when the sun is about to rise and the air is just perfectly warm. Before the heat and the bustle of the day has made the air dusty and sweaty. There is aContinue reading “one Liberian morning”