A day trip Coasteering on the East side of Mallorca; jumping off jagged cliffs, repelling off seaside ledges, swimming deeply into dark caves, all while getting lost in the current. What better way to spend a lazy Sunday with coworkers.
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A quick but very inspiring 72 hours in New York City.
A girls weekend trip to Lucerne filled with chocolate, cheese and champagne all while being locked up abroad in a Jail Hotel.
Cannes is always the perfect place for a cheeky weekend getaway. A destination that epitomizes glamour, Cannes is also the perfect place to bronze that beautiful body. This is topless tanning in Cannes.
Within the last year WHERE IS PER has been read in 6 continents, 127 countries and over 2300 cites. It baffles me that people want to read my grammatically incorrect stories, watch my “uniquely” shot videos, or scroll through my photos. But I guess the point is to inspire you to travel. I hope everyone gets the chance to visit somewhere new as often as possible.
After a long couple of days surfing (note: in my case "surfing" = having a love affair with being drowned by waves of arctic temperatures (loved it by the way)), the idea of an afternoon wine tasting naturally sparked my interest. What better way to learn about Portuguese culture than to taste some of nature's magic water with a group of Scandinavians. Sounds horrible, I know.
I officially survived my first German winter. As expected, the lack of sunshine was quite depressing but I did not let it hinder my spirits. Now that it is officially spring & ski season is coming to an end, it is time to switch the gortex in for a bikini. That's why I will be spending the next 7 days swell searching in Ericeira, Portugal with Lapoint Surf Camp. By the looks of the weather & this video I am in for one hell of a treat.
It's a country, a city, a tax haven & a tech hub. The little country of Luxembourg has been on my list for quite some time now. I figured Skype, Amazon and Paypal have offices there - it must be something worth seeing. The perfect weekend trip was filled with 24,753 steps of walking, a lot of (coffee) drinking, and even better company.
Potentially the worst ski video ever created. My GoPro faces the deliciously fresh powder for about 90% of the video, while the other 10% combines my squealing, screaming, and complaining.