Places I wish to visit or revisit

I was daydreaming the other day about all the places I wish to visit. Some days I wish I was brave enough to hop on a place, alone, and travel to all these places I wish to see. Have you ever travelled somewhere alone? Are you brave enough to live an adventure like that? I’ve only experienced a tiny part of it and I want more. Don’t get me wrong I love to travel with my friends, my parents or my significant other, but there’s something so liberating in traveling alone. Which places do you wish to visit right now? Here’s my list!


Istanbul, Turkey │ Stockholm, Sweden │ Chalkidiki, Greece │ Chicago, USA │ Cape Town, South Africa │ Ikaria, Greece │ San Francisco, USA │ Hawaii, USA │ Copenhagen, Denmark │ Jaipur, India │ Lucerne, Switzerland │ London, UK │ Koufonisia, Greece │ Rio de Janeiro, Brazil │ Lisbon, Portugal │Budapest, Hungary │ Zurich, Switzerland │ Cote d’Azur, France │ Oxford, England │ Folegandros, Greece │Belgrade, Serbia │ Lofoten, Norway │ Lake Como, Italy │ Buenos Aires, Argentina │ Prague, Czech Republic │ Paris, France │ Casablanca, Morocco │ Zermatt, Switzerland │ New York City, USA │ Amalfi Coast, Italy │Thessaloniki, Greece │ Svalbard, Norway │ Kefalonia, Greece │ Dubrovnik, Croatia │ Mont Saint-Michel, France │Bali, Indonesia │ Bangkok, Thailand │ Edinburgh, Scotland │ Los Angeles, USA │ Trolltunga, Norway

ps. The photo is one I took in Germany around 2006.

Summer bucket list

I usually go on vacations without any particular expectations, but this year I decided to daydream a little bit about the things I want to do. Hopefully I will manage to do most of them, but no pressure. I decided to take a small summer break from the blog while I enjoy my vacations in Greece with my friends and family. You’ll find me on instagram posting pictures of wonderful rooftop swimming pools and girly summer dresses, and occasionally on facebook. I will be back at the end of the month with a list of all the things that made me happy in July. Meanwhile, tell me! What is in your summer bucket list?


This summer I am looking forward to:

- Visit the temple of Poseidon at Sounio (Bonus: watch the sun rise from up there)
- Travel to Ionian islands
- Read a book in Norwegian (probably a crime novel)
- Buy a cut-out one-piece swimsuit
- Finish processing this video I’ve been making since last year
- Watch a movie at a summer open-air theater
- Try to do water ski (although I still suck at it)
- Drink as many freddo cappuccinos as I can
- Do yoga in the back yard
- Listen to my favorite summer hits as I drive on the highway and sing as loud as I can
- Relax at a remote beach with a friend in complete and comfortable silence
- Jump in the pool and try to get the biggest possible splash
- Make homemade frozen yogurt (attempt 1 was an absolute failure)
- Run by the sea early in the morning and then take a swim
- Bake a fruit tart
- Play volleyball at the beach
- Remember to be carefree
- Eat fresh fruit straight from our yard
- Learn how to put eyeliner on without looking ridiculous
- Be better at waking up early and going to bed on time

ps. Have a great summer!
ps2. Image found somewhere online…

Are you happy with your body?

Tara Lynn

This is not a before and after kind of post, as I don’t feel comfortable sharing these kind of photos on the Internet, but I want to talk a bit about my experience with losing weight and adopting a healthy lifestyle, how my body image changed along the way and how others react to the this change.

My body weight is something that I’ve struggled with for many years in my life. As a teenager I wasn’t happy at all with the way I looked. I had gained some more weight due to a knee injury that didn’t allow me to participate in any athletic activities for a quite long time and pairing that with some not so great meal choices (hello chocolate bar!) didn’t help at all. When I was 16 I decided to try a crazy diet that counted calories. Looking back, I did it all so wrong and ruined my metabolism along the way. I reached an unhealthy low weight, but I could not maintain that for longer than a few months and then gained back all the weight and some more. All these years I wasn’t very comfortable with a body that was so difficult to dress and made me feel insecure. I didn’t really try to change it though (so scared after my first attempt), until I moved to Norway in 2012 with a record high weight. That move changed my life in many ways and one of them was my eating habits and my attitude regarding exercising.

The whole process was quite easy, as I didn’t fixate myself to see anything on the scale or my clothes. I just did it and expected nothing more than feeling better: no more back and knee pain, having a stable energy level through the day etc. I did weight myself from time to time (maybe every month or so) and, guess what, for the first 9 months I didn’t lose ANY weight. However, I went down from an american size 10 to size 8. Then I went to Greece for the summer and something changed, probably my metabolism, I started loosing weight. I didn’t go very fast (it’s never good to go fast with weight loss anyway), but I kept loosing weight for the next year until I reached my goal weight few weeks ago. Right now I am an american size 4 (depending on the brand obviously) and I have the best body I’ve ever had.

That being said I still don’t feel like this body is mine. It is so strange-looking at the mirror. It’s even stranger going shopping and find that most clothes fit me and look good on me. Some days I focus on what I find wrong with my body or what I used to find wrong with it, but overall I try not to overthink it and just let my body be. Afterall a body can and will change and it’s not something that should define a person. However, I notice a difference in how men, even them who know me for many years, talk to me and this doesn’t feel good. It’s alarming.

“Hey, thin girl!”
Seriously dude, this is just as insulting as saying “Hey, fat girl!”, which I’d heard on many occasions in the past, mostly behind my back. It is insulting on so many levels, I can’t even begin to explain. You could have said “Hey, sunshine!”, I would have given you my biggest smiled and we would have been able to carry our conversation in peace.

“I would like to date you. Your personality is so different now!”
Hm… Okkkkk… I am raising an eyebrow now! I doubt that you saw the tiniest difference in my personality, unless you’re judging it from the size of my ass. What if I gained some weight back? Back to my old personality? Meh…

“Do you do squats?”
I get that question remarkably often. No, I don’t. What you see here is the result of consistently practicing yoga and running for a year.

“Imagine if you did squats!”
Hm… I didn’t ask for any suggestions, but anyway, I won’t! I like my routine. I do it for my soul, not for my ass.

Was it always like that? Is it a matter of confidence or men (at least the ones I know) are just that shallow? Also, are you happy with your body? Have you ever experienced a big body change? Just some thoughts, on a strangely warm Saturday…

ps. Image of Tara Lynn, who seems so happy and comfortable with her awesome curvy body.

Zürich: Day two

On Sunday, my second day in Zürich, I decided it was time to add some art in the mix, but first it was time for a morning coffee. The girl sitting next to me was keeping a diary, while I was drinking my cappuccino.


Right after that, it was time for some art, as the weather was getting foggy and rainy.


On the way to the museum, I took a short detour and entered a private garden hoping for some good view, but it was just that. A beautiful garden.


The museum of modern art in Zürich holds a collection of important works of art and a favorite of mine: one of Monet’s water lilies.


I was over with the museum around lunch time and I went out to find a place to eat a proper burger. Mission accomplished!


Then I visited a place that is very difficult to pronounce as non-german speaking person, Schanzengraben-promenade, which is basically an idyllic canal you can walk along. By the time I arrived, the rain was picking up.


On the way back to the center, I got an iced latte and sat on a bridge. At that point the rain had stopped, but some grey clouds were approaching.


What happened next was a quite heavy storm. It was the kind of storm that will get you soaked in water even though you have a omprella.


When I found a safe place to sit and wait for the bus, I felt so happy to be in such a beautiful place during that rainy day, even though my shoes and pants were dripping water and my hair was a mess.


ps. Zürich: Day one.


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