10 random acts of travel wacko…

“10 helt knasiga reseminnen” was first published on my Swedish Blog.


I wanted to share some random stuff I’ve experienced – and survived – during my travels!

This first list below are all incidents from my very first trip I made with my best friend Pernilla in 1994-1995. We ran around some parts of Asia like complete morons, children as we were…

So, here we go…


No 10 – India, 1995:

Had an intensive argument with an orange salesman, because he overcharged me. He demanded the double amount for 1 kg’s of oranges, i.e a total sum of 23 cents!

How rude!

India has the ability to constantly make me feel angry, unfortunately…

Luckily, there were unending resources of animals and kids all over India, to dampen my wrath.


No 9 – Kathmandu, Nepal, 1995:

Our first night in Kathmandu, Pernilla and I woke up in the middle of the night, rain pouring outside. Something was dripping right down on our faces.


What was that? MAGGOTS!


We were all of a sudden wide awake, convinced there was a body buried up there on the roof! Although we actually stayed in a small room built on the actual roof, but anyway, the roof on that roof then!

travel memoriesAfter our maggot fight, we found a new place, where we amongst other things celebrated Pernilla’s birthday. Roof terraces are big in both India and Nepal, and my favourite spot – minus the maggots of course!


No 8 – Yangshuo, China, 1994:

Gladly accepted an invite to join a Chinese woman for dinner in her home. What an adventure, and how interesting it would be!

Naively, after dinner, we stared at her hand – begging for money. How rude!

When we gave her 6 dollars, which at that time could buy us all 2 restaurant visits each (we were 4 white goofs), she was very displeased, and we just felt an enormous tiredness; the Chinese seemed to demand money for every small thing, but somehow they always started out like it would be free…

Little did we know, only the Chinese people closely associated with tourists act this way, just as people all over the world.


travel memoriesPernilla, me, Robban and Pia (photographer) in the woman’s house with her sweet kids… 


No 7 – Xi’an, China, 1994:

Climbed out of a bus window…

The bus was completely loaded with people, it was too heavy to drive. In spite of this, the Chinese still continued to squeeze in, laughing wholeheartedly all along.

You have to admire the Chinese ability to laugh in all situations!

Me? I was mostly busy feeling claustrophobic and gasping for breath in a random Chinese’s bag!


Pernilla did not seem claustrophobic at all… or maybe she’d been smittened by the Chinese ecstasy of joy? Note, the woman in the door, she needs to get in, even though the bus can’t even move, due to heavy load!


No 6 – India, 1995:

Socialised with random babas and wanna-be sadhus all over the country.

The discussions revolved more about the most worldly of things, and not about the deeper meanings of life, if I’m not mistaken…


travel memoriesIn Haridwar there were plenty of random sadhus with whom to discuss life’s frivolities… we fitted perfectly – dirty and wanna-be hippies as we were…


No 5 – Moscow, Russia, 1994:

Changed 1 usd to Russian Rubels thinking not to spend it all at once!

They all said Russia was so cheap!

Disappointed we realized the money wasn’t even enough for a Coke, so back we went to make another exchange – for another dollar (!). Well, you’d better not overdo it…

I’ll hardly have to mention I’ve never before in my life (nor after) spent less money than I did on this my first trip!


No 4 – Yangshuo, China, 1994:

Forced a poor Chinese woman working in a bar/restaurant to fry me some fried rice, in the middle of the night while the kitchen was already closed. My logic was water proof: “All Chinese people can fry some rice!”

Shockingly I was right, because it was sure tasty!

Although it might’ve been the alcohol speaking, because this was early New Year’s Day, after a whole night’s of New Year’s partying!


travel memoriesThe photo on top shows us just before we ended up in the place where I enforced some food… luckily I was the photographer in the photo below…


No 3 – Kathmandu, Nepal, 1995:

Caught a ride in a car full with random Nepalese guys, because we were late for our dates on Swoyambhu with the locals! Our newfound friends, however, wanted to take us to another place for homemade ricewine instead.

After 7 years and 1 year of famine (Swedish expression!) they finally brought us where we wanted to go… This time, too, we arrived safe and sound, without a scratch!


travel memoriesWe always rode on the roof of the buses in both Nepal and India. Almost always accompanied by our own personal harem of harmless, curious boys.


No 2 – Goa, India, 1995:

Enjoyed (?) a disgusting red wine to the tones of real Goa trance on my first rave. Quickly, however, we realized we were the only ones drinking alcohol! All others drank huge amounts of water, while chewing their jaws off… 😛


Finally: no 1 – the absolute strangest, weirdest and perhaps the dumbest thing I’ve ever done travelling:


All over China, 1994:

Travelled all over China, from Beijing in north to Yuangshou in south, with a real sword by my side!

I bought it in Beijing, but I couldn’t manage to send it back home to Sweden until I reached the smallest village; Yuangshou. The only place they didn’t yell: NO CUSTOMS! as soon as they caught wind of me and my sword…

But, on the plus side, I did have protection against those murderous Chinese! If however, they were more fascinated than scared when they saw this white girl running around with a sword!


travel memoriesSo happy about my new sword bought for 10 dollars!


I love travelling – it’s what make life worth living; experiencing new cultures, meet real characters, and discover new sides of yourself. Thinking back, remembering, I thank my guardian angels (yes, I’m sure I have at least 1, probably more, because I’ve always managed to come out on the other side relatively untouched!), for letting me completely loose control without having the battle scars to show for it.

Thankfully today, I’m much older and a tad wiser, but I wouldn’t have been on this particular page had I not first experienced all of the above, and well, so much more…


We are all children of our actions…