The thing about traveling

Right now I’m at South Korea’s airport on my way back to Australia!
I’ve really loved being with my loved ones in Sweden, but I can’t wait to be back home with my other loved ones! Cause yes, Australia is now my home. I’ve been in Sweden far too long and I’m now ready to go back to reality (and the sun). All though I’m really happy I got to see the snow!

The hardest thing about living so far away from where you come from is to leave your family. I saw my sister for the first time in two years, cause we had a falling out, and now I’m going to miss her like crazy! She’s grown up to such an amazing woman and I’m so proud of her.
And of course my mum. ”I won’t cry!!!” Yeah, like that’s gonna happen. I stopped breathing for a minute or two as I was sobbing like an idiot. That’s the hardest part about living on the other side of the planet, all these ”goodbyes” and ”see you later”. They are tearing me apart, but only for a short moment. Then I realize why I’m living in Australia, cause I love it! This is my life now, and it feels so right!

The thing is I actually love traveling alone. Everyone’s like ”It takes soooo long to travel to Australia”. Yes, it does. But when I travel alone I can always find someone to talk to, and if I don’t want to talk I don’t have to. I can sleep, watch movies, read.
But here’s another thing I can add to the list of things I’ve done while traveling;
That one time I forgot my computer bag in the lounge at Amsterdam’s airport. Yes I did.
I’m a giddy woman.
But, I realized this while boarding the plane so I had to run back and one friendly soul had put it on one of the chairs and the flight attendant shouts; ”YOU ARE ONE LUCKY WOMAN!!” Yes I am. Thank you.

 

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I am grateful for 2015.

A new year is upon us and everyone who knows me knows that I have a little weird image of how new years eve is spend. I’ve always thought that the way I spend new years eve is how I’m gonna spend the upcoming year.

Well, then I’m gonna spend it with a lot of love and amazing people.

To be honest, I can be really ungrateful sometimes and I forget to thank all of you for all the amazing things you do for me.

The year of 2015 has been the year that I’ve experienced the most.
I moved to a new country on the opposite side of the planet.
I met a lot, a lot, of new friends.
My friendship to my old ones grew stronger.
I started studying something I find really fun and interesting.
I’ve had good days and I’ve had bad days.
I’ve learned that cook and cock are two completely different things.
I’ve learned that the moon is lying down in Australia instead of standing up. And this I learned six months later after I moved there when I thought there was a lunar eclipse that only I could see.
I’ve learned that Sidney is not the capital of Australia (sorry).

And I’ve learned that I can really count on people close to me.
But the most important thing – I’ve learned that I can always count on myself.

I’m not making any new years resolution. I’m setting goals:
– Not to put things on hold
– Do more stretching
– Not stress over money
– Breathe deeper
– Be more present

2016, I am now ready to be challenged.
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And she said ”It’s the thought that counts.”

My sister called me last night and reminded me of a Christmas present I got from her a long time ago.

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One year when we were kids me and my sister decided to give each other presents for ten days up until Christmas, with things we had in our home already.
So this one day I gave her this really beautiful porcelain cat that I’ve gotten from my grandma a couple years earlier. And I really loved this cat.
You know what she gave me? A cucumber piece. NOTE: a cucumber piece, not even a whole cucumber. I snatched the cat out of her hands and ran into my room angry AF.

And yesterday we laughed about this and she told me that at her work the chefs in the kitchen have banned her to eat cucumber because she eats it all. ”So if you think about it, you should feel honored that I shared a cucumber with you.”

Well, it’s the thought that counts, isn’t it? 
Merry Christmas everyone! Spread the love. 

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Smile at strangers – see what happens.

– ”Don’t you have sun in Sweden any longer?”
– ”No, we sold it to Australia for bacon and knackebrod.”

My stepdad is an expert at these comments;
Yesterday he said to me ”You’ve won the World Cup in Jet lag”, and I can see why. As soon as I sit down in the couch I fall asleep, just like that!

I love making people smile.
People here in Sweden are pretty stiff (not all of you).  – ”You shall not go around smiling for yourself, you shall not stand out of the crowd.”
What’s wrong with saying hi to a complete stranger?
Back home we do that all the time. The best thing about morning walks – the ”hellos”, ”good mornings” and all the smiley faces.
Here, it feels like I’m challenging the people I walk by in the streets. If I stare at you long enough maybe you will say ”hi” first. But often I have to do that, otherwise it will turn out to an awkward staring contest and me making my creepy ”Penny-face”. But, they may just need that stare from that special someone (YOU!) to smile back and you’ve given them a little bit of sunshine.

I went to buy lemons at the market the other day and I asked the guy how he was, and he just gave me this weird look with a very quiet ”good….”.
Here I may come off a little bit weird, that’s why Australia suits me. Nothing weird about asking a complete stranger how their day is going.

But, I’m gonna keep doing this because it makes me happy.
And happy = health. This is health to me – making someone smile for just a second, or maybe laugh! And it’s okay if you laugh at me. I will just take it as a compliment.

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10 months later and welcomed with love

On the 17th of December I arrived in Copenhagen after my first 10 months in Australia.
I was so excited I could barely sit still the last hour on the plane, I was going to see my mum again!!!
The first thing I saw when I walked through the exit was my mum’s small head jumping up and down trying to find me among the crowd. Lots of x’s and o’s were shared between me, my mum and my stepdad Bjerne!
Mums says ”turn right!”, and there’s some freaks holding up a banner and it takes me about 15 seconds (trying to peer through all the tears and tiredness, and trying to understand who Pernilla is since almost no one has called me that in the last 10 months), and then Maria is peeking over the banner. My two best friends Maria and Eve had come to surprise me and boy, was I surprised (Even more tears at this stage)!

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I am surrounded by so much love in this world and I am so grateful for every single one of you.
After this I was thinking about the movie Love Actually;

Whenever I get gloomy with the state of the world, I think about the arrivals gate at Heathrow Airport. General opinion’s starting to make out that we live in a world of hatred and greed, but I don’t see that. It seems to me that love is everywhere. Often it’s not particularly dignified or newsworthy, but it’s always there – fathers and sons, mothers and daughters, husbands and wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, old friends. When the planes hit the Twin Towers, as far as I know none of the phone calls from the people on board were messages of hate or revenge – they were all messages of love. If you look for it, I’ve got a sneaky feeling you’ll find that love actually is all around.

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You know when you’ve been overseas and you’ve been working really, really hard on your tan (believe me when I say that I’ve been working on it. My friends back home in Australia actually said that I am fifty shades of white), and instantly when you get of the plane it feels like all your tan just come off.
It wasn’t like that here. Thank you guys for being so white 😉