Annelie Pompe blogg

On the topics of ode’s (see previous blog topic below), I want to dedicate a love letter to travelling. Because I love travelling. It’s my favorite addiction before all others. It...

You have to experience it. There’s simply no way to describe what 10 days of silence, mindfulness training, meditation and yoga does to you. Your mind and your body and everything...

I feel like I’m in a race, which is usually not a good sign. Racing means going as fast as possible towards something, but I’m not sure what. I don’t believe...

I remember the pressure of tons of water on my ribcage, as if the sea gave me a great big hug before I started the return to the surface. The swim...

I’m in a flow. I’m one with the sea, flowing with the water, and training has never been so good before. I dive deeper and deeper and it’s still easy. I...

Everywhere I go, people are staring. But not at me.“What is it?” I hear whispers all around me at the airport. People make room and follow my carry-on with their eyes....

Att landa i Kathmandu är numera som att hamna i ett andra hem. Jag möts av välbekant varm luft och Kathmandus karaktäristiska dammigt kryddiga doft, folk överallt på gatorna och ljudet...

Jag och Johanna lämnar Cho Ouy full av motstridiga känslor. Störst är tomheten efter det oklättrade berget. Nu står det 2-0 till Cho Oyu. Cho Oyu lämnar ännu ett hål efter...

There’s an evil spell over my travelling. Before my last few trips I’ve taken on increasing amounts of work just before I leave, no matter how long before I start finishing...

I sit up abruply and reach for the ice ax. Where is it? I’m so thirsty I’ve just got to find water. I reach out and touch something hard – ice....

Imagine a place where they actually teach you how to be truly happy. Not from owning more things, passing tests at the university, making more money, getting more respect from others...

One dive was all it took. One dive where I let go of all thoughts of everything and just went freefalling all the way to 60m. After that dive I was...

It took only passing the very border to Israel to be in a totally different world; a world of Americanised multi-faceted, multi-religious culture. I felt like a dry sponge soaking up...

I can compare it to a love story; The hard part is to accept that it’s over and it will never be the same again. But there’s no need to be...