Tales and adventures of a Belgian lady and her fourteen furry friends
A decade is a really long time. Yet when I think back about all that's passed and all that's been done since I left Belgium my departure feels even longer ago. First Sweden. Then Norway, New Zealand, Australia, more Sweden and Norway, Nepal. As I sit and write around the bonfire while darkness engulfs the… Continue reading Ten Years an Expat
A little over a year ago I posted some thoughts on time. Back then PJ and I were both on furlough, the pandemic had only just begun and many of us imaged that 2021 would be very different from 2020. But the reality of things hasn't changed all that much. Also this March we entered… Continue reading The Cancelled Season
Something has been missing this past November. As the evenings turned dark the mountains were black. There was no white. No snow, no powder and no ice. It was freakishly warm for most of the month, with temperatures reaching up to ten degrees even at 700m of altitude. Sometimes the degrees took a dip to… Continue reading Beautiful Powder
Autumn colours are showing on the leaves of the trees and in the grasses and bushes that cover the slopes surrounding our house. Summer has come and gone in what seems like a flash. Wasn't it the beginning of July just a second ago? Initially I had very low expectations for the summer. Things were… Continue reading Summer Recap
When I got the dogs I made a resolution to myself that I would try and update the blog with regular, small posts just about how things are going. I haven't been very good at it, but resolutions are the beginning of good things, so with this I will try to be better and get… Continue reading The pack expanded
It's incredible how fast time has flew by since we came to Nesbyen. It's already two months ago that we all arrived here, the dogs fresh from Sweden and PJ with the last of our things from Aurland. I maybe indicated it in the last post, but it was a bit of a shock in… Continue reading White in the Woods
It’s been a while since my last post on this site. Not because of a lack of want or anything to say. Some people have asked if there was too much disappointment after quitting Norge på Langs. There was at first, but now it’s really alright, that choice has long been accepted and personally approved.… Continue reading A brand new beginning
Coming to the end of a winter season feels very similar to coming to the end of a long hike: it's an intense period and it seems that it will never stop, then suddenly it's all over. People who were automatically around go their own ways. Life as it is stops right there. My last… Continue reading The end
Spring always represents a clean break in the season. Suddenly I wake up early in the morning because the sun is piercing my eyes. It's so warm outside that I only need a fleece jacket to go around. God forbid, I have to take sunglasses on tour, I need them for driving, I need… Continue reading Spring
For the past five days I have been so incredibly tired that all I felt I could do, was sleep. Outside endless snow kept falling from the sky. Around 50cm of fresh powder must have been dumped on us during the past three days. When I was driving back PJ's overnight guests yesterday, they asked me if the… Continue reading The beginning of the end
Lost in the Hills 