Off to Brontë-brontëland – the English part of our trip


I was super excited when I woke up on the first Saturday of our recent trip to England and Scotland. I was to go on pilgrimage. As a matter of fact, both Kristof and I did a little pilgrimage. His concerned whisky, later when we went to Islay in Scotland, mine literature. My friend Elly… Read More Off to Brontë-brontëland – the English part of our trip

When will Katla, Hekla, Laki … erupt? A funny tutorial.


“Plates, we need more plates!” A lazy Sunday afternoon in the brilliant new concert hall Harpa in Reykjavík. Perfect gluggaveður, as Icelanders call it (window weather): windy outside, but the sun is warming the beautiful glass windows, designed by Ólafur Elíasson. We don’t need more plates cause we’re hungry. We’re drinking a lovely hot chocolate.… Read More When will Katla, Hekla, Laki … erupt? A funny tutorial.

Of chips and French fries and Duvel on draught – the London files


I’m definitely a Berlin aficionado. It took me a trip to London to realise that. I do love London too but it’s hard to relax. People are hunted, even in cool areas on a Sunday. We went to Spitalfields and the Old Truman Brewery. There’s the Sunday Upmarket, where local designers present their stuff. Moreover… Read More Of chips and French fries and Duvel on draught – the London files