För er som hellre läser på svenska.

1 Toronto Subway

2 Toronto Subway BW

After the twelve hour bus drive from NYC and 5am burgers at McDonald’s, we arrived in Toronto. It was so weird, like I don’t even know, just shocking. It was all so different and I felt like such an outsider in this far away north American city I knew nothing about. Amazing.

We took the subway all the way to the last station where Daniel and Nicolas’ parents picked us up. Let’s just say I’m glad we had already met as that would’ve been too much for me to handle. I was about to meet their sister though, and that was on the verge of freaking me out anyways. On top of this, it was her goddamn birthday too.

3 Family Pilaprat
We drove down the wide streets of a typical happy family suburb with cute houses and lots of trees. Safe and still and idyllic. As if nothing bad could ever possibly happen if you lived there.


After having tea with their grandma who bombarded me with questions I finally got to meet Claire, the sister, and her boyfriend Jason. The two of them were just lovely. While everybody was chatting away in French, Claire kindly translated it all or asked me tons of questions. She had even bought me some Canadian souvenirs to make me feel at home.

Relieved to have had that over with, I went with Daniel to the garage we’re things got a bit more wild, or more out of hand.


He was gonna show me how badass this little dreamy family actually is, by taking me on a frikkin’ motorcycle ride! The whole family is all about motorcycles, and Daniel showed me the different years and brands and whatnot. Only his little sister’s was insured so we got on that one, I held on really fucking tight and off we went. Oh dear, if it was great. I might force him to take me on an endless road trip next.

6 pilaprats

When we got back home the family started cooking Claire’s birthday dinner. This was interesting. If you imagine a happy north american family in a tv-show, this family is seriously what you get.

The parents were standing in the kitchen making lovely-smelling magic while happily chatting away with their kids. The twin boys in return being cheeky but oh so charming, teasing their little sister who’s caught up in a wild conversation with her insanely nice boyfriend. Then the grandma sitting on the side in the armchair, telling the boys off while laughing between her complaining about old age. I mean, seriously? They even had a cute cat. I thought those families were made up.

7 moule frites

We then brought all the food outside on their terrace in the 30 degree night. On the menu was moule frites, which is mussels with chips and apparently a birthday tradition in this half french family. Absolutely delicious and after opening present and eating birthday I was knackered. I just couldn’t keep my eyes open any longer and passed out in the boy bedroom upstairs.





Since it’s freshers week and I happen to be a stupid fresher I went to the coolest of uncool events planned for us, which was a tour of some of the ghost ad signs around London. It was me and three other students, oh dear.

Ignoring this fact I focused on the old ads, all hand painted on old brick walls hidden in alleyways and back streets, which I do actually like. So here is some stereotypical british sign porn:

1 Garage
2. Postcards

The teacher told us that in the 1800’s people sent as many postcards as we send texts today. INSANE! And you could send one, get a reply and respond once more at least, all within a day. See, school is teaching me stuff.

3. Coachwork
4. Little Crown Court
5. Garage
6 BP
7 Pring
8. Pring
9. sign
10. Furniture
11. G Baily
12. Gilette
14. Gillette

It was a total of two hours starting in Soho, up to Marylebone and all the way back to east London. Once we got to Farringdon though, I just had to rebel a bit and sneak out of the tour to instead meet up with Daniel for lunch. Got to stay disobeying right.





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My family at Westgate, Nairobi 2010


I have trouble writing this post as I’m hurting and will still never come close to describing or feeling the pain caused to the people of Kenya.

The past week Al Qaeda has carried out a terrorist attack on the mall Westgate in Nairobi where at least 69 people has been  murdered and over 200 injured. The victims have been beheaded, raped and disfigured, children stabbed with knives. As the mall was then demolished, it collapsed and trapped up to 200 more people in the rubble so they expect the number of dead to increase with another 130-160.

This is a country I love, it’s my second home as my family still live there, and Westgate is a place me and my family visit frequently. I am so grateful that they were lucky enough not to be there and that they are safe. I am also horrified that it happened to these absolutely innocent people. NOBODY should have to experience anything like this. My heart goes out to the victims and their families.


Having said that, I can’t stop thinking about the fact that when it’s wealthy, white people dying, the whole world gets involved, but when street children and poor Africans get abused, molested and killed every single day in the same area, it’s accepted as a part of this system.



NYC // DAY 5

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Wednesday in NYC and we got up to head up to the Meatpacking District. Just as we exited the subway the sky cracked open and we ran for protection to the sound of billions of raindrops against the city streets.

Daniel i regnet

At an appalling coffee shop we hid from the rain, trying to find a good and close lunch spot through Unlike City Guide.

1 Grey Dog

It told us to go a couple hundred meters down to this place.

2 grey dog

Old signs, warm, tons of sandwiches and fairy lights, plus they were playing Lykke Li and AlunaGeorge. Perfect.

4 the grey dog
3 the grey dog

So instead of strolling around NYC we just hung out, Daniel and me, talking shit and telling stories for a few hours until the rain stopped.

6. West Village

Back outside we walked around through Chelsea, Meatpacking, West Village and Greenwich Village, photographing and chatting. The last two areas were were my favourites as there were lots of brick buildings and even more trees.

7. Soho oysters

Eventually we ended up in Soho and at some Mexican bar we ordered some happy hour beers and one little oyster as I’m convinced I should like them. And every time, I’m proven wrong.

8 Oyster bar
10. Oyster bar

After all, I’m in love with rainy holiday days too as you don’t have to rush anything, just get a bit drunk and eat good stuff.

Around six Nicolas met up for us and we headed back to Brooklyn. On the was we picked up some pizza and then packed up all of our stuff again, as it was time to take the overnight bus up to their hometown Toronto, in Canada! I was dead nervous and above all excited.