Open air cinemas are a wonderful invention. Sitting underneath the stars in a folding chair with your buddy/boyfriend/cousin/mom and dad/neighbor watching a movie you’ve always wanted to watch while sipping on a cool beer is a great way to spend your summer nights.
My first time in an open air cinema was in Paris, where they show free movies at different occasions (see bottom of this article for Paris listings).
So when …

The National Geographic posted this hilarious video on their travel blog and it made me laugh so much that I had to post it here for you guys to check it out. Watching it, all the mishaps that happened during my travels suddenly seemed a little bit smaller. I’d even go with another broken foot before I live through the stuff shown in this clip.

video by Titanic Awards

Exploring a new place epitomizes all the excitement of traveling: discovering tiny corners and allies which reveal hidden treasures of cafes/stalls/wall art, places you would never have discovered until you got away from tours and strike out alone. However, it can also be tres boring if your trapped in the midday sun, traipsing around with a map that you discovered you’ve spent the past hour reading backwards and needing to …

Last weekend I went to London for the first time in ten years, with the goal to reunite with some of my best friends from Norway, party like it was 1999 and work on my British accent. Despite my modest expectations I was pleasantly surprised to get introduced to two previously unknown sports: Chess boxing and Hula-hoop burlesque.
When trying to imagine what Chess-boxing could be my mind imagined all possible …

Beauty usually comes last on adventurous backpacking trips through Colombia. The showers are cold and cockroachy, you sweat under coconut oil skin, your hair is dried out from the ocean and the sun and manicure suddenly sounds like a city in France. So, if you happen to be in the neighborhood of a volcano that is filled with beautifying mud rather than bone-burning lava – just go for it. An …

MY PERSONAL OCTOBERFEST
I’ve always felt like a stranger at home. Ever since I went to Argentina for the first time, I had decided that deep in my heart, I am a porteña (that’s the name for the girls here). At home in Berlin most people think I’m crazy because I’m always smiling, I dance in the supermarket and sing with my eyes closed.
Average stuff in Buenos Aires.
After a typical …