Jacob Wester

Exactly 56 hours have passed since I left my house in Stockholm (just to clarify, it’s technically my mothers house, and yes, I still live with my mom). My trip was very uneventful, lots of waiting for airplanes, lots of bad airline food, obese people snoring on top of me and stuff like that. Nothing to go crazy about. Except they showed a ski movie on the flight from Melbourne to Queenstown! With me in it! There I was, sitting in a commercial airliner 40.000 feet over the ocean, eating pringles and watching myself ski on the tv. I had to bite my lip to keep me from telling everyone on the plane, that the guy doing spinny flippy maneuvers with skis on was actually me. I even took a picture to prove it:

yours truly, mid somersaulting.

after a 22-hour flight, melbourne airport, 3.30 am.

the snow-clad peaks of NZ

this is the artsiest picture i've taken all year.

if you look carefully you can see the huge trout in there.

Alright. Thats it, I can’t keep my eyes open anymore.

night.

~ by jacobwester on August 24, 2008.