Category: City

  • Spices, fruit trees, and spiders

    It is raining for quite a few months in Sri Lanka. Recently, a few hours ago, there were heavy downpours that quite quickly gave way to sunshine. The greenery is wonderful, and this morning I had a short walk in a garden belonging to Anu’s family. There were mangoes, bananas, papayas, coffee plants, cinnamon, and other interesting plants used in cooking. Chili peppers were there, too—the kind I eat with the coconut porridge in the morning. Moreover, instead of fields of oats or wheat, rice is grown here. I have also seen rubber trees, which are cultivated for export.

    Papaya

    There are snakes, but thankfully, they’ve remained out of sight. I did, however, find a giant spider in my room. I didn’t scream, as I usually would—perhaps because its sheer size made it feel like an individual in its own right. With a little bit of help, it soon made its way out onto the lawn.

    I traveled to Sri Lanka about ten years ago, and this time I’ve seen Colombo—a major global city with connections to many countries. Here, the value of a car can actually increase after purchase, and the cars share the busy roads with tuk-tuks. We saw queues at gas stations, with cars lined up—perhaps a reflection of the current global uncertainty.

    Lotus Tower, Colombo
    Green Lotus Tower, Colombo

    This hasn’t been a “sun holiday,” but I did spend some time in the sun this afternoon. It was just the right amount of sun and warmth. I am starting to prepare, and remind myself, for my return to the Nordic region. There isn’t much daylight there right now—and I believe the clocks go back this Sunday for wintertime. The reserve of sunshine I have gathered here will surely be useful this winter. I will also remind myself of the feeling of being on the move in my everyday life.

  • Peace and quiet

    It has been relaxing to leave Sweden for a while. The Ukraine tensions are present in Stockholm. The military and the police have been present in Nepal, India, and Sri Lanka, and I notice that they are very serious in their work. That feels good, and I have felt safe and comfortable. So many shootings in Sweden.

    However, there are unpredictable acts of terror, like the bombing in Colombo in 2019, where civilians were killed by an Islamic State-related terror attack. A holy day meant for rest and worship turned deadly in Sri Lanka. I am just a block away from one of the hotels that was bombed.

    I have not met so many Europeans, but in Kathmandu I had a chat with a couple from Belarus. They immediately said, “We are not from the war”, and they also seemed happy to leave Europe for a while for peace and quiet.

    There was just a little writing about SpaceX Starshield, as you can see below, from Delhi Times:

    SpaceX Starshield

  • New Delhi, India 🇮🇳

    I was sad to leave Kathmandu, Nepal, yesterday. The flight to India was fine. Arriving to New Delhi from above was like watching a huge Christmas tree decorated with lights.

    I had to fill in a health declaration that I did not come from the Ebola virus outbreak countries such as Democratic Republic of Congo Uganda and South Sudan.

    Indira Gandhi International Airport

    The temperature is nice; not too warm, and not too cold. The air, however, is not so healthy. I arrived rather late in the evening and I got help to find a taxi.

    I hesitated a little before going to India because it might be difficult being a single travelling woman here. The taxi driver was worried for me and wanted me to chose a safer hotel other than I had pre-booked. However, it turned out that he had comission for doing that.

    When I finally arrived, the hotel wanted me to pay in cash. But after ten minutes they changed, “you have already paied, it is ok”.

    My first encounter with India.

    In the middle of the night

  • The Masala milk tea

    Utpala café

    Right now is the very first time I’ve gone to a café to relax. I saw a café named Utpala, and I thought I should visit. Uthpala is the name of Anu´s little sister. She seems to have her own café in Kathmandu! A cup of coffee? No, I go for my new favorite the Masala milk tea. It is like drinking ginger cakes.

    Lots of teas

    Anu lives in Sri Lanka, and I am soon going there. I have been experiencing so much in Nepal, so I thought it would be good to stay at a café for some time to change my mindset. Tomorrow I will get a glimpse of India with a stop in New Delhi. One of the biggest cities in the world, depending on whether you measure it as a metropolitan area or urban agglomeration.

    Kathmandu garden

    I am in a garden in Kathmandu, and the temperature is like a Swedish summer day. The atmosphere is friendly and very polite. Is this due to religion? Buddhism and Hinduism certainly play a role, but it might also be the way people are.

    This is the first time I read my book about Nepal. There was no time before. I feel a little embarrassed about doing it so late.

    Namaste Uthpala!
  • Nepal wakes up early 🇳🇵

    I woke up in the middle of the night, and I enjoyed my nice view. This morning I am happy – no feeling of jet lag since I could fall asleep again.

    Night in Kathmandu

    I think foreigners travelling to Nepal seek peace. I had a little chat with a Danish woman yesterday, and she was going to a monastery cloister for a month. I will not, perhaps some yoga for mindfulness.

    I had fresh fruit for breakfast and saw some local news. A strange feeling of having all I need in a bag. Later in the afternoon, I will meet Professor Thapa and his lovely wife. They are travelling with me to Nagarkot, and we will stay there for some time.

    Stay safe 🐾

    Breakfast with fresh fruit, tea, and news.

  • Can I blame everything on the Strait of Hormuz?

    It didn’t quite go as I had planned. I never got that cozy feeling of reading and preparing for the trip to Nepal and India in peace. I am so used to reading up on different subjects that I hesitated for a second, but then I realized that I can read while travelling. Life doesn’t always turn out the way you want it to. There are no government guarantees – like in so many other life situations. The Strait of Hormuz, I thought, I blame the Strait of Hormuz. It already felt a little better.

    It is a bit absurd to set off on a trip and think about how you can travel without crossing the war. Ukraine is very close to me. Sometimes I travel by bus and meet refugees from Ukraine who travel for free. A distributional policy issue was brought up by a friend who believes that all refugees should be allowed to travel for free. Without thinking, I replied that Sweden is very close to Ukraine and that it might as well have been Sweden that was invaded. It is a very unique situation.

    I am starting to look forward to my voyage, and I have a lot to prepare. There is no train from Kathmandu, so I am traveling by bus or plane to India. What should I do for Professor Thapa? I got this nice gift below a little over 20 years ago. Dala horses are nice, but I have rarely been to Dalarna. I still have a few weeks to look.

    I hope I will find the plant that contains Reserpine. How come it grows in India? It is nowadays sold in health food stores. It is fascinating that plants can have such powerful pharmacological effects. However, there are much better pharmacological alternatives today than Reserpine to lower blood pressure and also for various anxiety conditions.

    Stay safe 🐾

    Gift from Professor Thapa.
  • To visit Gothenburg for a day

    To visit Gothenburg for a day

    It is in the middle of summer in Sweden. Tropical sunny days mixed with rain. The ground is so hot that the rain evaporates immediately when it hits the lawn, which makes the humidity close to 100%.

    Summer is perfect for short trips. I traveled by train to Gothenburg during the day to meet some friends. They prefer cliffs to sandy beaches and wanted to visit the Swedish west coast. Like me, they like to travel. There were direct flights from Barcelona, Spain, to Gothenburg. I travelled by train from Stockholm.

    Interestingly, when I booked my train ticket, I automatically took into account that traveling would mean delays. Later, it turned out to be true. The weather was perfect with sun and blue sky. It was soothing to see green meadows and fields pass my train window on the train to Gothenburg. On the way back, deer grazed in the meadows at dusk.

    It had been a long time since we had seen each other, and it was a lovely reunion. The funny thing is that we got to know each other when I was in France – not Spain. 30 years ago. I understand a little Spanish, but we speak French. My friend at that time was her little sister. She could not join due to her family in Spain.

    HAGA – and the photographer is Pepe

    We walked through Gothenburg and ended up in Haga. Life is often depicted in pictures, and I also wanted to photograph the gigantic cinnamon buns that were made for Instagram.

    Giant cinnamon buns!

    At the café, we tried to catch up after our last meeting in Barcelona. We laughed, and as usual, we understood each other despite some language barriers. They wanted me to show them my best secret spot in Gothenburg. Since we didn’t have much time, we took a taxi to Saltholmen-Långedrag. They laughed at me as I tried to stop a black Tesla that later turned out not to be our car – kind of universal humor where words are not needed.

    Coffee time

    The sea was the same, and the boats were where they should be. Here, too, there was a ready-made motif for social media. A perfectly polished boat that was moored right next to the restaurant. It was hot, and we cooled off with cold drinks. In the background, the song ‘Macarena’ by the Spanish pop duo Los del Río was playing. It seemed to be the end of a sailing course, and all the participants danced the Macarena to the greatest delight of my friends.

    Dinghy sailing

    The week before, I had seen on the news that a luxury yacht belonging to Putin had passed Gothenburg. It felt better to see dinghies sailing. We started to get hungry, and we found our way back to the city center again. The market hall was tempting, but we ended up with a pasta dinner right by the equestrian statue of Karl IX (kopparmärra).

    Pasta.

    My Zaragoza friends continued north along the west coast. I went by train to Stockholm – a truly wonderful little summer memory – Le temps est bon. Let’s go, Spain! ⚽️ 🇪🇸 ⚽️ 🇪🇸 ⚽️