Camino 2018

Backpack carefully packed and three weeks of vacation started, I returned to León last Sunday to re-enter the Camino Francés and finish what I started back in 2015. The Camino has already given me so much. I have met some of the most amazing people and the Way has provided me with much needed therapy and comfort on both previous occations.

Cathedral in León

I returned to the albergue I stayed at in 2016, and Monday morning I started out at the cathedral. Only this time I was not in need of therapy or mulling over future plans, which made for a very different start mood than before. From the get go, I felt disconnected and out of place somehow. I was sure time and km would get me in touch and I started out energy filled and determined.389048E4-46BE-459B-8470-74359534CF92

When my first order of café con leche came with a free, fresh made churros, it felt like coming home, and I briefly considered just staying at that café for the rest of my trip. I followed the scenic route away from the highway and it felt like I was one of very few who chose that option, not seeing many other pilgrims that first day and 30km.


But the beautiful, snow covered mountains called to me and I muddled along on my own, eventually ending up in Villavante. Here I relaxed with my postwalk beer, and met the other three pilgrims who chose to stay at the albergue, even though it could have easily accommodated 30 more. I luckily met Eva, a very nice German woman, who became my new Camino family.


Eva and I walked together, enjoyed the amazing views and learned about each other along our way. It felt good to have company, but still something inside me felt off. It seemed like summer had arrived over night, and I struggled with the burning sun and rising heat of the country. I never have been one for to high heat with sun allergy since childhood.


We followed the signs, enjoyed our second breakfasts and pain de chocolat like good pilgrims.


We met other pilgrims along our way, but I didn’t feel my usual draw towards getting to know them. I preferred Eva’s company even though they were nice and kind people – another marker telling me something was very different from my previous trips. All of a sudden I was tired and physically hurting at night, so I choose to turn in early most nights. The views on the route was however still amazing:


We kept choosing the scenic routes and got rewarded with renovated little villages and a lot of peace and quiet. We couldn’t hide from the heat and my body was not happy, so upon arrival in Molinaseca – a small, beautiful town outside of Ponferrada, where we enjoyed a cold drink and some needed rest after a hard descent, I decided to stop walking. After just four days of struggling with disconnect, heat and pain, I booked a ticket home, and haven’t regretted that decision one bit since.


Camino pilgrimage is not about reaching Santiago de Compostella, but the journey. We each have our own way to go, and it didn’t feel right to stay any longer. Over the next few days I will share more from my trip, and I hope you will join me.

Happy New Year 2017


2017 is coming to an end and it’s time for me to recap the year. I’ve settled into my sofa, poured myself a glass of my favorite rum and Snorre Kirk Quintet is providing the musical back drop of the evening – very befitting I find.

It been a whirlwind of a year. Last year at this time I still lived in Copenhagen – in Nansensgade. But in January I packed up shop and put most of my worldly belongings in storage in preparation for a new adventure. Before setting out my sister and I (with amazing help from some family members) got our dad moved into his new home at the beach. Having gone through a rough autumn with our dad being diagnosed with Multiple Myeloma, it has been a constant in 2017, which we all have had to adjust to and live with.


With our dad safely installed near my childhood beach, I set my eyes on new shores and headed to British Columbia, Canada. It surely was an adventure – not only seeing my Camino friends Gail and Stuart again, celebrating my 40th birthday in their midst, but also testing to see what my future should contain.


Canada is a complex and absolutely beautiful country that I hope to visit again soon. If for nothing else then to see these amazing people again (and all their friends and family)


I returned to Denmark and my search for work and a new home began. With Jutland as my only requirement for venue, I moved into a closed down nursing home as a temporary solution.

The summer brought a visit to Copenhagen to see old friend and to enjoy Copenhagen Jazz Festival, where I listened to amazing music and had my first Snorre Kirk Quintet experience. This is why tonight’s playlist is appropriate btw.


Come August I got the opportunity to get a short-term job with a temp agency in Holstebro. Having never worked with recruitment and HR before, I saw it as a new adventure, and mid October they chose to extend my contract to last all of 2018. This allowed me to finally find a new home and the possibility of getting my things out of storage.


I found a newly renovated apartment in centre of Holstebro and wasted no time getting settled. I know I promised to post picture, so here they are.


It has made a real difference that I now have a place to call my own – a base to relaxing in, to be creative in and to entertain my friends and family. I so look forward to the coming year and hopefully a steady flow of visitors – I have a few years of being a guest to repay many for. Like these amazing two people I know in Copenhagen, who once again went all out and opened their home to a most delicious Thanksgiving dinner. Just look at this mouthwatering turkey they had prepared.


Again this year I have had so much to be grateful for – mainly my fantastic friends. I hope you all know how much I appreciate your friendship – around the world, in Copenhagen and definitely the reception I have had returning to Holstebro after 10 years away. It has been great to reconnect and make new friendships.


I am also thankful that my sister has found herself a new home, and I was fortunate enough to be able to return the favor and help her move in. I know that she too will flourish with the stability and calm a permanent home provides.


Christmas was spent with our dad, and unfortunately he was hospitalized on the 26th. As mentioned earlier we have learned to coexist with the cancer, so he got help in time and am doing better. 2018 will soon see him home again and hopefully he will be able to enjoy the year to the fullest.


2018 will hopefully bring an exciting new permanent job, more time with my friends and family and then I still have to finish my Camino France, which I hope to do in Spring.

I wish you all a very happy New Year and thank you all for following my posts in 2017. Keep remembering the easy pleasures. There is often a sparkle even in our everyday <3





Ansigtsprodukter uden kemi


Efter endelig at have fundet et permanent hjem, og have fået lidt ro på tilværelsen, kan jeg nu genstarte produktionen af mine håndlavede ansigtsprodukter uden kemi.’s produkter er uden konserveringsmidler, parabener og parfume. Produkterne er uni-sex, og der er tre forskellige typer dagcreme, mens natcremen passer til alle hudtyper:

Følgende produkter kan bestilles:

Dagcreme til vinter og tør hud m/ naturlig SPF
Dagcreme til normal hud m/ aloe vera
Dagcreme til udfordret hud

Plejende natcreme til alle hudtyper

Øjen- og læbebalsam m/honning og bivoks

Ansigtsolie til normal hud m/ lavendel og frankincense


Ansigtsscrub med kaffe og grapefrugt

Ansigtstonic med æblecidereddike

Ansigtscreme, balsam og olie koster 95,-, scrub koster 70,-, tonic koster 50,- og håndcremen koster 95,-


Skriv og bestil – jeg producere og sender. Du betaler fragten.

Key to a new life


I finally got some good news to share with you all!! This is the key to my new home – and I just got it a few hours ago. It unlocks a very nice, new renovated apartment in Holstebro, and I can’t wait to share the pictures with you – hopefully next week once all my furniture and things arrive.

This means I finally get to see all my worldly belongings…some of which I haven’t seen in more than six years. Can you believe that? Six years! Crazy, but that’s how my life turned out.


It may be windy and rainy right now, but I can only see blue skies ahead and infinite potential with this new home base. And hopefully there will be more good news soon on the job front – fingers crossed 🙂


This autumn kicks of a new chapter in my life and I look forward to sharing it with you all. Just the thought of once again having a permanent home to welcome friends and familie, already provides more energy than I thought possible.

Enjoy the weekend – I will be packing my few belongings and moving out of the nursing home. That kinda sends a strong signal – out of the old folks home and back into life full throttle!!


Life is just there for the taking…


My current life motto is “Remember the easy pleasures”. What do I actually mean when I write or say those words? Well, to me happiness is not materialistic and cannot be quantified or measured in big adventures, travels or experiences. To me happiness lies in the moment, the friendships that surround me, nature showing us it’s glory or some other little everyday detail that makes me smile. Happiness comes in many shapes, but instead of waiting for that big thing, adventure or life-changing experience just around the corner, I choose to live now, present and by enjoying the simple pleasures of everyday life.

I’m not claiming to hold the key to happiness or the magic words in any way. I’m just explaining how I have decided to live – and grab life by the throat, while I can. Life can be brutal, short and unfair. That I know first hand. But I also see and feel how it is beautiful, giving and a joyride, just waiting for us all to get on board. I’m holding up my ticket stump to prove that I’m going all in and have been for quite a while 🙂 And why not? Just look at this amazing life:

Dinner at Cafe Stranden – Danish Bistro of the year in 2017

While I visited the west coast of Jutland last weekend, I finally got to visit Tirpitz Museum. It is absolutely beautiful! I’m a sucker for great architecture and Bjarke Ingels Group really outdid themselves. The museum is engulfed in the dunes and the concrete and steel mixture seems a perfect choice as a WWII bunker museum.


The Amber exhibit is exciting, descriptive and I can’t wait to retur to go through it again. Since I was a little girl, my mum and I would spend countless hours on the beach in search of itty, bitty pieces of amber, and still to this day I feel a certain amount of exaltation, when the beach offers up a piece of this 20 million year old treasure. No wonder they talk of Amber Fever!!

Sydney Opera House model made in amber – 250kg

The walk into the actual bunker provides insight into how big constructions these bunkers actually were, how Danes were forced to work for the Germans during the war and how is was believed by the Germans that a possible allied invasion could happen on the west coast of Jutland. It is important that we remember, and it made me think of my grandparents, who were forced out of their home, because the local officers wanted to live there. A thought I often have revisited while growing up and sharing happy, family times in within those walls.

Life boat from Vejers Strand

The life boat from Vejers was another amazing sight. To think this boat helped save lives of fishermen for many years, with rescuers putting their lives on the line to save others. The father of one of my good friends, Kristian has a personal connection to this boat. He took care of this boat for years and actually rowed it many times with his dad, which is why in my friend’s family the boat is lovingly called “Dad’s boat”. My hat is off to you, Kristian!


The weekend reunited me with my winter clothes from storage and this is me being happy about the easy pleasure it was to put on my oilskin jacket again. Last time I wore it was mainly during my trip to Canada earlier this year. Maybe that is way I just couldn’t stop smiling #Remembertheeasypleasures

Gode nyheder!

Fantastisk solnedgang

Efter en måned hos Mols Røgeri som sommermedhjælper i butikken, var søndag min sidste arbejdsdag, og jeg blev begavet med blomster, vin og gaver. Det har været en kæmpe oplevelse – både arbejdsmæssigt, men også gastronomisk at være omkring fisk 24-7 nærmest. Søndag aften blev velfortjent tilbragt hjemme i sofaen i Fousing K, med en stor portion frisklavet chili con carne og de smukke blomster.


På mandag starter så et nyt kapitel. Som Personalekonsulent vil jeg være at finde hos AktivPersonale i Holstebro i et 3-måneders vikariat. Jeg glæder mig utrolig meget til at prøve kræfter med rekruttering og HR, og ikke mindst lære de nye kollegaer at kende. Hvem ved hvad det bringer med sig? Som I ved er jeg jo åben for de muligheder, livet bringer mig, og måske er dette vikariat starten på et helt nyt eventyr.


Jeg har brugt lidt tid på at finde mig mere til rette på plejehjemmet – bl.a. fået pakket ud og organiseret lidt på soveværelset. Ja, det er stadig låneting, og mine egne sager står i opbevaring, men netop derfor forsøger jeg at få det bedste ud af min nuværende hverdag. De har reoler stod alligevel bare og samlede støv i kælderen. Lidt sæbevand og så fungere min nye garderobeløsning helt fint.


Sommerbillederne har været få i år. Både fordi min sommer er gået med at arbejde, men også fordi solen forsvandt på disse himmelstrøg. I går var jeg dog heldig at kunne nyde frokosten i haven – kålsalat med tun, avokado og et par smilende æg. Ikke helt dårligt på sådan en helt almindelig onsdag.


De kommende måneder forventer jeg at blive boende i Fousing K – medmindre et fast arbejde dukker op et andet sted i Jylland. Jeg holder øjne og øre åbne, og hvis du hører om nogen, der lige står og mangler een som mig, så send mig fluks en besked!


Fish – left, right and center

Moules Frites

I have been neglecting my blog lately. I admit it! Sorry….:(

Mainly because I was hoping by now to be sharing info about my new job and home with you, but it has proved harder than expected to land that job. And since I made the decision to let the job location guide me to where I would be moving next, there is no news on that front either.

Tapas for one

In July I started a Summer job with Mols Smoke House. It was previously owned by the man who taught me how to smoke fish, and since his much to early death in April 2017, his two sons has run the place. RIP Orla Bork – a great teacher, mentor and person. I miss your friendship dearly.

Blackened cod taco with cabbage/kale salad and rice and beans

The job grants me easy access to fish, so the last few weeks have been filled with fish dinners. I often make the easy choice – tapas with smoked prawns, Moules Frites, Fish & Chips or Blackened cod taco. It is so nice to get a lot of fish, but even before getting the job, I made a decision never to eat farmed fish again. After seeing a documentary clearly showing that farmed fish is the most polluted food you can eat, I will stick to wild fish from now on.

Oven baked fish & chips

Hopefully Fall will bring more opportunities and a steady job, once I finish my Summer gig. I haven’t given up hope yet, and I know something good is waiting for me just around the corner.

Pale me, since I don’t have time to be outside

The last few weeks has been spent indoors, because once I get off from work, I’m usually too tired to go anywhere. Instead I have been catching up on the new Game of Thrones season. Last year I read all six books, and I admit I’m hooked. So much so that I think it is starting to manifest into my life:

I got the key to House Stark!!!

I am telling you – Winter is coming!!

Summer dreams

Summer in Denmark

I have to admit I can be an impatient soul. Once I decide on something – a plan of action of some sorts, I want it put in motion right away. So my current situation of trying to find a job is tough. Putting my life into someone else’s hands and having to wait for their reaction to my application is difficult. Letting go of control can be very intimidating, stressful and it seems to affect me more than I feel comfortable with.

So I do what I always do when my stress level rises too high – I walk. Luckily for me, the closed nursing home where I currently live, is very close to some good hiking trails. Not well-marked trails (I got lost yesterday and ended up on an old trail that lead me back to my car luckily), but in the beautiful Danish country side filled with plenty to forage from:


As mentioned I have a temporary home at the moment. It is by choice so I can move close to where I find a job. I expected it to be a positive in the job hunt, but have been surprised to find it seems to work against me. I don’t know, if future employers don’t believe me, when I say I’m ready to move for a job, or if they just don’t think it is possible to be at that kind of stage of readiness, but I will not change my plan and limit my search to one area just yet.

With walks and breaks in the sun, I will keep my usual positive approach to life. I will keep believing that a new and exciting chapter of my life is just around the corner. But I will also embrace the days when my mood is low, because those days will make what comes so much sweeter, and really….it is a first-world problem. I got a roof over my head, food to eat and the best friends in the world. Life is good – 99% of the time.

White asparagus with spinach, shrimps and hollandaise sauce – summer on a plate

The food I eat is still good, home cooked quality meals. Yes, I look forward to getting a permanent home where I can use all my kitchen stuff and appliances, but until that happens, I will make due with what I got here (and use my friend’s kitchens) and keep making delicious food.

Burger with fresh garden salad
Friday night tapas – always have enough in your cupboard to be able to put together a small tapas selection

Looking out on the summer rain, it sure does not help my negative mood (thinking about the laundry I put out to dry a few hours ago doesn’t help either).

Last night I watched a documentary about a group of guys doing a pilgrimage of the Camino Norte. It made me long for the Camino Frances and finishing my own way. They spoke of the comradery as being the best gift the pilgrimage had given them, and I couldn’t agree more. For me the Camino is not a religious pilgrimage, but a journey filled with life-long friendships that occur when your life is boiled down to just walking, eating and sleeping. When your life is all about the moment, stripped down to the essentials and the complexities of your everyday life fades into the background…that is when you meet people without your mask and armor, and you let yourself open up to experiences and new acquaintances. At least that is what it felt like to me and I miss it. I miss that raw life feeling and it has become my goal. Not just to return to the Camino Frances, but to gain a new life to provide the core, the calm, the base that I can begin to plan a return.

Well, I guess I want to take back control of my life, so I can start planning – and living.

It will be my summer plan…to find a way to regain control, to start to build the new life that will allow me to dream and plan to return to the Camino Frances to finish and maybe even start again on a new pilgrimage. The Camino has once again provided….my summer dream.


Quiet but busy

I guess last time you all heard from me was when I was on my way home from Canada, and though the blog have been quiet, I have been busy.

It was great coming home and seeing friends and family. Even though it was still cold here, spring was just around the corner, and I got to admit that Denmark is stunning in spring. Returning to the west coast of Jutland, I immediately went to the beach to find peace of mind as I always do there.

Henne Moelle Aa

So what has been keeping me so busy lately? As you may know, my dad was diagnosed with Multiple Myeloma last year and have been receiving chemo treatment. In the fall and early winter he was responding well to the treatment and went into remission. It was great to see life return to his eyes and energy to his body. Before I left for Canada, my sister and I, with help from the family, moved him into his new home on the beach. That was quite an undertaking, since he left behind a house he had lived in for more than 40 years…many of those with my mom in what was of course my childhood home.


It is difficult went the sun sets on a big chapter of your life, but luckily he was looking forward to an easier life in his new home. So I left feeling that he was well taken care of and in good hands.


But during my stay he fell ill again, and upon returning home it was evident that the cancer was back and new treatment was needed. So for the past few weeks my dad has been in the hospital in Esbjerg, preparing for a new round of chemo. He had lost a lot of weight and of course the severity of the situation is not lost on his or my mood.

Henne Strand

Having lost my mom to cancer in 2009, I already know how brutal this disease can be. All the hospital visits, talks with doctors, research online and hard moments that become even harder to talk about, fill up all your time and thoughts. It drains your energy and creeps in everywhere no matter how positive you are as a person. And I try to keep positive.

Akvavit and tonic in the sun

Sometimes it is a struggle to keep smiling, but it is so very important not to give up or give in to those dark thoughts. A drink in the sun, having gotten my Summer clothes out of storage or deciding to get a new car to feel freedom and control is some times needed.

Me and Karl

I keep hoping that this new round of chemo will work, and my dad will get to enjoy his new house and life for as long as possible. My sister and I will help and support him as best we can, and a big thanks the hospital staff in Esbjerg for their assistance, support and kindness.


I will not let the clouds take over, while I search for a new job and a new life somewhere in Denmark. The good thing about having put all my stuff in storage is that I can take a job anywhere, but I have to honest and say that I hope it happens soon, because I miss having a home with my lovely things around me. Until that happens I make my home where I can. Currently I am staying with friends in Vejers, and when that is no longer possible, Karl will take me to the new place, the next adventure and the next pot of amber.

Amber find

My way

Spring has sprung in Victoria

I’m currently sitting in Vancouver Airport awaiting my flight back to Denmark. It has been a jam-packed 8 weeks here in Canada, allowing me to test some ideas and get some adventures along the way.

I set out to try my hand at organic, sustainable farming, and my three weeks at Blue Jay Lake Farm on Cortes Island provided me with insights, lessons and a new friend. Looking back I conclude that farming as a way of life will be to difficult and hard on my own, but I do look forward to one day living somewhere that will allow me to get a vegetable garden to grow my own produce. So my romantic idea of farming turned out to be just that – a romantic idea. I see this experience as a life lesson, so it was well worth the trip in my book. The amazing views, the great hikes and a new friend – Swedish Kristina have been bonuses I just didn’t expect, but dearly cherish.

Blue Jay Lake

After Cortes I returned to Victoria and my friends there. I know I have mentioned it earlier, but I can’t thank Gail and Stuart enough for welcoming me and for introducing me to their friends and family. I am very much a social creature and the times spent shooting the breeze with Kevin, Mike and Erin have been precious to me. The Canadian people are very open and welcoming, once you have the stamp of approval by referral from a friend.

Taco with pork belly from Taco Justice on Cook St

I attempted to find another workaway (working for room & board) closer to Victoria, but my luck failed me miserably, and I met what I hope to be some of the most disorganised and messy people in BC. I say hope, because I sure don’t want to think this is the Canadian standard. Not being one to cry over spilled milk, I instead spent my time sampling my way through the gastronomic offer of Victoria. The city did not fail me!

Jones BB-Que Pork Butt Sandwich with fries and ice tea

Last night I treated Gail to dinner at Jones BB-Que on Cook St – just down the street from where she lives, but she had never been before. So it was about time!! I have actually just polished of a small portion of burnt ends I took with me for my trip. If you like BBQ and are in Victoria, this is the place to go.


Life on Cortes included a lot of walking. To get to wifi a minimum 12km hike was required. And let me add that Canada is not flat like Denmark!! The three weeks there whipped me into shaped, so back in Victoria I kept it up with several walks every week. I love walking! It clears the mind, brings you amazing sights and provides you with excellent exercise. I walked to Fisherman’s Wharf, along the David Foster Habour walkway, Beacon Hill Park, Thetis Lake Park, Clover Point Park and every where I went downtown. My new-bought boots have already proven themself.

With views like this a hike is well worth it

The walks allowed me to see the city and to try to get to grips with what to do next. Having struck out with workaway and not being able to work for pay, my options in Canada were quickly declining.

Still smiling

Sometimes things don’t go according to plan, but that just means you have to either adjust the plan or come up with a new plan. Staying positive in that process can be hard, but it really helps. I do not view my decision to return to Denmark as a failure, but as an opportunity to re-group, adjust the plan and try again.

What is important to me, is to keep being honest towards myself and my passion for life. My integrity towards how I conduct my life and the paths I choose, is just as important as the decisions themselves. I still refuse to get back on the hamster wheel, no matter how long it will take me to find my way. I will keep you posted along my way – not only when I succeed, but also when I stumble and get lost, for it is the way there and not the finish line that truly matters. Keep keeping it real, my friends!