One more piece of work I did during my studies in Gothenburg. It’s called «The Ordinary», it’s a book and I believe it’s the topic of the last Gothenburg post in this series. The photo book is about The Ordinary and takes a look at it from different angles. At the beginning, I was working on two separate projects simultaneously; however, I noticed that they may as well be connected due to an array of connections. Learn more about it on its portfolio page.
A few snapshots I took while randomly strolling around Gothenburg. Except for the «Liseberg» ones (that’s the theme park), those were taken from my apartment/bedroom/home. More soon.
It was on the first or second weekend in Sweden that I went to Vrångö, a wonderful small island in the Southern Archipelago of Gothenburg. We picked the most beautiful, sunny day we possibly could for this first of many excursions. It was warm enough even for a wonderful picnic – including hummus! We was a fairly big group of international design and arts students who had only just arrived in Gothenburg and were about to start their exchange studies.
After the redesign of my website, it’s time to start posting and tell you about some of the things I experienced throughout the last year or so. This has been delayed again because of technical difficulties with the new website.
We’ll start with a series of photos taken in one of New York City’s most popular parks, The High Line. Ever since I first visited this place a few years back, the railway track turned urban park has been one of my favorite places to withdraw from the fast pace of the city. I wanted to limit my taking photos to a small area of the city this time and decided to exclusively shoot on the High Line during that last visit.
This last part of my Colombian photo stories is a short flashback. In general, I was surprised how many people spoke English, especially on the Caribbean coast. I expected less people to do so, as I have experienced it that way in Ecuador, Perú and Bolivia earlier. However, it might still be quite hard to get around the country without speaking any Spanish.
I’d booked a quite expensive bed (46’000 COP/night) in Blue Almond Hostel, which basically consisted of one shared cottage in a cottage village sort of thing («cabañas»), the night before. I later heard from locals, that there are whole cottages on the island for half of what I paid, however, the cheapest ones are usually not bookable online. Most hotels/cottages on Providencia are owned and run by the same chain, which keeps prices high. Blue Almond was in the second biggest village of the island, called Aguadulce resp. Freshwater Bay in English. I had a nice little floor with a big bed for myself, it was fucking hot up there though, because the AC was below head level (but luckily above bed […]
The flight to San Andrés, operated by budget airline Viva Colombia, was quite uncomfortable, but alright, considering the price I’d paid. I wouldn’t wanna fly with them for a couple of hours though. From the very small airport, I took an expensive taxi (the airport was right next to the city and really close to the hostel) to El Viajero hostel (not that great an atmosphere, even though there was a nice rooftop bar; not all that cheap, but alright, for San Andrés is quite a bit more expensive than mainland Colombia).
I shared a colectivo from the desert to Neiva with two other travelers (11’000 COP each) and booked the 6:30 pm Bolivariano 2G Gold bus (supposed to be a premium bus with Wi-Fi, arriving in Bogotá around 10; 33’000 COP) to Bogotá. The bus never left – or even arrived. Probably because they hadn’t sold many tickets. After waiting for an hour, I had to take a crappy minivan instead, and arrived in Bogotá at 1 am.
The minibus from Salento to Armenia cost 3’800 COP, but we didn’t have to pay this time – he sort of forgot us after handing us the ticket. From Armenia to Cali, we sat in a minibus (20’000 COP) for 3-4 annoying hours (since we stopped so many times for people to get in or out). We stayed in El Viajero Hostel, which was quite a cool place to stay with a nice atmosphere and a great outside area with bar right next to the pool.
We took a direct bus (Expreso Brasilia, 86’000 COP – literally the last money in our pockets) from Tolú to Medellín. The bus ride was alright, just way too cold (as usual). In Medellín, we had troubles finding a hostel (they were all fully booked because of the Feria de las Flores) and ended up staying in a hotel for 235’000 COP (2 persons) the first night.