Sibelius Monument, Helsinki.
I was fascinated by the behaviour of people when they saw the monument. I don’t have any pictures of the whole monument, just pictures like this.
Reynisfjara, Iceland.
Behind me, there were incredibly beautiful and intricate mountains shaped by the activity of the volcano. All I came home with was this photo.
The Li River, China.
I went on a boat cruise from Gulin down the Li River. Incredibly beautiful scenery, with karst mountains carved out through millions of years of erosion. I have this picture, and the next one.
The Li River, China.
Life as a captain on these boats is probably boring. I found it incredibly fascinating to see how the boat crew worked (or not).
Chernobyl, Ukraine.
I travelled to Ukraine and spent two days in the zone around the Chernobyl nuclear power plant. Lots of amazing things to see, especially if you’re interested in how nature takes over when there are no people around. Again, I was more interested in taking pictures of other people.
Pripyat, Ukraine.
I see now that when I took this photo in front of the entrance to Pripyat, a city that was evacuated in 1986, I’m caught in a lie. I don’t just take pictures of people. Sometimes I play around with nature photography.
Jigokudani, Japan.
While people were queuing and crowding to take pictures of snow monkeys bathing in volcanic hot springs, I was taking pictures of some other types of primate. My excuse is: «primates are primates».
Tokyo, Japan.
I stopped by a cat cafe to relax with a cup of coffee, and a bunch of cats hanging around you like scavengers (they are fed by the guests). Although it was my first time in such a café, I was more interested in life outside.
Sydney, Australia.
Inside a beautiful old shopping centre in Sydney. Incredibly cool architecture. The first thing I noticed were two models being photographed. Yes, well, the flavour is like the arse: it is split in two (translated from the norwegian idiom «smaken er som baken, den er delt»).
The Twelve Apostles, Australia.
Behind me is an incredibly beautiful sight, the result of millions of years of ocean erosion, and a sunset that doesn’t happen every day. What am I looking at? Yes, my fellow tourists.
Uluru, Australia.
As an indigenous person myself, I was interested in how people just didn’t give a damn about all the signs saying that climbing Uluru was not allowed. It’s a sacred place for the Aboriginal people who live nearby. Why let tens of thousands of years of history and a couple of hundred years of abuse ruin a good hike?
Fenghuang, China.
Here I am in the middle of a beautiful city by a river. Almost all the houses are built on stilts, in the classic architecture typical of this area of China. I was there for three days. Here is one of the few photos I took.
Munich, Germany.
Eisbachwelle, a man-made wave in a river in the centre of Munich. I was in Munich for almost eight days, and almost all the photos I took were when I spent a couple of hours here taking pictures of the surfers.
Salzburg, Austria.
In the centre of the city there is an impressive castle. Around the city great mountains and landscapes. And there’s some Mozart stuff, which I barely caught. I know very little about Mozart. What I took a picture of is a guy who doesn’t want to be photographed.
Munich, Germany (again).
Lots of people outside the town hall in Munich. They were queuing to go up the tower and they were posing in front of the town hall taking pictures of each other or selfies. What I got from this place is a clown and a scared little dog.
Amsterdam, Netherlands.
I reckon everyone imagines what Amsterdam looks like. Tall, thin houses by a canal, with lots of bicycles outside. I have this picture of a man in camouflage taking a ferry. I almost didn’t see him.
Amsterdam, the Netherlands.
I went to a photo exhibition while I was in Amsterdam. I remember very little of the exhibition, apart from this picture of a man in a wheelchair studying a photograph.
Mont Saint-Michel, France.
It’s a tidal island with a large monastery on top of the island. Below and around there are old streets with ancient houses. Here I am at the top of the monastery, looking out over the landscape. Behind me is the top of the spire of the monastery. This is the only photo I have from there.
Klein Matterhorn, Switzerland.
Took the cable car up to Klein Matterhorn from Zermatt. It’s just over 3,000 metres above sea level and offers an unobstructed view of the Matterhorn and all the surrounding mountains. The only hint of mountains is at the very bottom of the picture, to the right of the cross. As far as you can see it. That’s not the Matterhorn.
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