A small bed & breakfast inland and a rented car to explore the island. One full week of Mallorca! 🗺️
This beach is called Cala Agulla and it really was as blue as it looks in the image.
The view from the road, arriving in Sa Calobra. Breathtaking.
Last, but not least: Ryanair cancelled our flight back home, the island was crowded and they couldn’t find any cheap accomodation near the airport, so we were forced to overnight at this incredible luxury hotel with a view to the sea, and had and amazing dinner including a bottle of wine, all expenses paid by RyanAir!
Hi, I’m back! I haven’t posted in almost two years. Things have changed. I have changed. I moved to another city. I changed careers! Photography became my hobby and I didn’t know how to deal with it, with saying out loud I’m not a photographer anymore, I’m a frontend developer.
I don’t want my photos to be forgotten inside my computer drive. I have so many beautiful images to share! That’s why I’m back. This one is Barcelona beach, July 2018, the good ol' pre-Covid times.
Astro is not obsessed about anything, EXCEPT for this: retrieving a ball or a stick from the sea.
That’s something he can do for hours. I wish we lived closer to the dog beach or to some quiet lake, so he could get to enjoy summer his own way. In those moments, I miss Sweden (it’s rare though! I’m happy af in Barcelona). // Astro, 2015. Blurry and shot on film.
We, blurred and shot on film, enjoying summer somewhere sometime.
Eight and a half years with him. I hope it never ends.
Reminiscences of a Swedish summer. One of the very best years, spent swimming at the dog beach and picnicking near secluded lakes and rivers.
Also: one of my first rolls of 120 film + Mamiya 645!
While it’s true that the Swedish summer can be warm and nice, it usually isn’t. Most years are cold and rainy. There is always ONE week in July that’s quite perfect. Every five years there’s a heat wave that lasts two months. That’s it. The Swedish summer in a nutshell. ☔
Morocco, 2017.
Norway, summer 2016. The most beautiful country I’ve ever been to.
Stockholm, 2018. Beautiful, as usual.
Barcelona, 2016. The week that changed everything.
I had no idea then that I would end up moving to Barcelona, quitting wedding photography, changing careers. All I know is, I’m living the life I’ve been dreaming about for the past 18 years!
Wild camping in Norway, 2016. This is one trip I’d love to do again!
Somewhere in northern Sweden, 2 years ago. 🐶
One of the prettiest pueblos I’ve ever been to: Besalú, Catalunya.
Those past two days have felt so cold here in Barcelona. Wishing I could go back one month to an incredibly warm day visiting Tarragona.
Castell de Xàtiva
Throwback to enjoying summer with my mom and our little trip to Valencia!
Loved visiting the medieval pueblo of Montblanc yesterday. So incredibly charming. Locals believe the famous fight between Saint George and the Dragon actually took place in the mountains surrounding the pueblo – and absolutely NOT in Cappadocia, as we have all been wrongly led to believe. Beautiful red roses grew where the dragon blood was spilled, and this is why Catalans gift roses to each other on the day of Sant Jordi. So now you know it too.
Barcelona rooftop. High on my wishlist!
I take my dog every single day to the gardens behind Sagrada Familia. Who would have thought? - Barcelona, 2017.
