Madeira

Smartson

2011-03-23T04:32:00.003-04:00

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New year

2010-01-23T09:21:00.004-04:00

Henriks last roadtrip

2009-11-20T09:12:00.008-04:00

Timepiece Awards 2009

2009-11-20T09:02:00.006-04:00

2009-11-19

2009-11-19T09:25:00.002-04:00

Sitting in the kitchen at work listening to Stephen Lynch new album and thinks it about time to upgrade this blogg with some new pictures and it will come very soon i promise..... you missed lots of party´s and i will show you all

Stockholm i mitt hjärta

2009-09-22T11:20:00.000-04:00

stockholm blivit vald till "världens grönaste stad" samt "the worlds most liveable city

Day or wrong moves......

2009-09-07T07:38:00.000-04:00

Yeah, I wake up beaten
Wrapped around the TV
Strange, I was in bed when I slept
And the toothpaste's weird
'Cause when I try to talk
I blow a bubble instead
I got one shoe on
And the other one's gone
And my head's in the box full of bread
Yeah, I know I've been tricked
And I hate to admit it

I should have stayed in bed

But I'll grit my teeth and take it

Company party

2009-06-25T05:58:00.009-04:00

Johan, Lina and Fia here from Sweden

2009-06-08T07:23:00.008-04:00

Here is our friends from Serbia

2009-06-02T11:43:00.007-04:00

Here is when Stef & Anni was in Madeira

2009-06-02T11:01:00.008-04:00

Back on Madeira

2009-03-29T14:38:00.005-04:00

Kära Elsa!! Jag har precis träffat Torbjörn. Vilken jävla resa.....

2009-03-23T04:32:00.006-04:00

Party in Krillehöla (part 2 )

2009-03-22T09:27:00.007-04:00

Party in Krillehöla (part 1 )

2009-03-21T12:23:00.011-04:00

Listen to Volbeat

2009-03-20T14:01:00.000-04:00

Counting all the assholes in the room
Well I´m definitely not alone, well I´m not alone
You´re a lier, you´re a cheater, you´re fool
Well that´s just like me yoohoo and I know you too
Mr. Perfect don´t exist my little friend

Wecome to where time stands still

2009-03-15T11:59:00.002-04:00

Now its time for this winter to go away, why this much snow and why so cold?

!"#¤!"#%!

2009-03-09T04:39:00.000-04:00

Devastation, obliteration
Are all in a part of exacerbation
There's no explaining my situation
Now why does this shit keep happening to me?

I've held on too long just to let it go now
Will my inner strength get me through it some how?
Defying the curse that has taken hold
Never surrender, I'll never be overcome

A night in Ölme

2009-03-08T15:11:00.011-04:00

Went for a short trip

2009-02-24T05:05:00.008-04:00

Madeira goes transvestite

2009-02-24T04:34:00.010-04:00

Wig Friday

2009-02-24T04:14:00.006-04:00

Levada 25 Fontes and Risco (more pics)

2009-02-17T05:10:00.005-04:00

Levada 25 Fontes and Risco

2009-02-17T04:42:00.016-04:00

Hat Friday at work

2009-02-17T04:36:00.007-04:00

Stewie´s Birthday in Camacha

2009-02-17T04:26:00.011-04:00

Why not take a road trip around madeira again

2009-02-10T05:22:00.009-04:00

My 35:th Birthday. Nice day in Estrela

2009-02-10T04:12:00.019-04:00

more levada pics

2009-01-22T05:16:00.010-04:00

A blast from the past

2009-01-20T09:30:00.022-04:00

My first Levada walk

2009-01-19T06:38:00.023-04:00

Fia and Mathildas last day on Madeira

2009-01-07T06:32:00.012-04:00

Back home in Sweden

2008-12-20T16:28:00.002-04:00

Well as i already know that Portuguese Airlines are usually delayed but this time i had my hopes up.... What was the first that happend when i checked in at Funchals airport: your flight to lisbon is on time but you will have to wait until 12,45 for you flight to Stockholm... Suprise suprise the plane was more delayed so we departed 13,30 -14,00 got to Arlanda 19,00. I thought it was i good idea to travel in shorts and t-shirt...... Its not that cold but people look at you like your some kind of psyco walking around like it was middle of june =).
Are at my brothers place right now and its so nice to see them again i feel no regret i went home for christmas this year and it will only get better when i get to see my friends and ofcourse Marcus is home from Denmark so it will be a crazy christmas day =)
I wish you all in Madeira i Wonderfull christmas and i will see you all for new years

Company party and a trip around madeira

2008-12-15T05:08:00.012-04:00

Long live the King of Mercy.

2008-12-08T10:54:00.001-04:00

I was born Jonathon Aaron Steel, to the parents of William and Elizabeth steel. I am a Leo, born under the sign of the lion and I was raised in a lower middle class family with only one brother Michael whom I love dearly. He was five years my senior. My father's nickname was Red which I could never understand why because his hair was sandy blond. Nevertheless, the name stuck. So when my brother was born my father became Big Red and my brother Little Red.

I should have known from the first time when I realized their special connection, that I just didn't fit in to my father's plans. And as I grew older the constant comparison between my brother and myself left little doubt who was the image of perfection in my father's eye. To him, my brother could do no wrong and I became The Invisible Boy, the proverbial 'black sheep' and I soon figured out that red and black don't mix. The beatings I received became more and more frequent to the point where I would ask my father "Am I the orphaned son you would never need"? But oddly enough I worshipped the ground my father walked upon.

My brother and I were a strange mixture, as different as daylight and dark. Looking back, it's hard to imagine we came from the same parents. I sometimes wondered if we had the same father, but I always dismissed that idea as my mother was far too religious, my father as well, to ever even think of such a thing. But my brother who had always sensed my parent's instilled insecurities tried his best to encourage me. For I was born different and he knew it. He often told me when I was born an angel flew over my bed and christened me with a magic wand and said "You shall be the one." And I had no idea what 'The one' was, but as I grew older I began to understand. Most boys put their mother on a pedestal and worship them like the Virgin Mary but with her too my relationship was different and not for the good. She was opinionated, uneducated, sometimes prejudiced, overbearing, believed everything she read, true or not, and when it came to religion was over-zealous to say the least. A mind boggling combination but she was pretty, very pretty and I would often wonder, bordering on complete confusion, how a person of this description could rationalize life.

This was a series of characteristics that many times in my life I would look back on in bewilderment and the women I sought after when I was older would be nothing like her. In the pain of youth, the misery of my neglect, would manifest itself in many ways; depression - my enemy, fear - my friend, hatred - my lover, and anger - fuel for my fire. These four characteristics of my personality would become the guiding force of my life and would control everything I did or was to become. I shall explain later in the story about them which I call my Four Doors of Doom.

The mirror, the great plaything for man's vanity. The mirror was to become, at times, my altar of refuge and other, my alter ego and its magnificent obsession with a relentless pursuit of attention. It served as a chilling reflection of my own wretchedness and my greatness. It was the one place I could go to see inside myself, to find love, in an otherwise loveless household where I could be great, where I could be anything or anyone I wanted to be - one hundred percent pure escapism until I discovered its precious secret. The mirror lives, it breathes, it talks, it lies, it has a personality all its own. It is a genie that grants all the wishes you could ever dream, at least in my case - all except two.

It was my 14th birthday, the day that changed my life forever. My brother Michael, the one person who was my guiding light, my friend, my hero, was killed by a drunk driver in a head-on collision. He died instantly. I couldn't even bring myself to go to his funeral. My agony was so great I just couldn't come face to face with him that one last time. My failure to attend intensified my parents' resentment for me even more. But from that moment on, nothing seemed to matter, especially that living hell called 'home'. For one year after his death I roamed the streets in a fog barely conscious of anything or anyone. I discovered alcohol, and girls, drugs and in general a life I had never known which was exciting, frightening and wonderfully dangerous. And it was then as I staggered through a down town city street in one of my drunken rages I stumbled across a small music shop and in the window stood the instrument, the fiery tool that would become the object of my new found desire. The instrument of my passion, my obsession, the blood-red six string. It was like I'd known the thing all my life.

I soon found it was the only way I could truly express myself. It was a way to vent all my frustrations and all my pain - completely opened all my Four Doors Of Doom and I found myself going to the mirror for counsel less and less. Because of this my songs seemed to write themselves and I knew my destiny was in my music but I was going to have to get out of this backwards town I was in if I was ever going to succeed. I was 16 going nowhere and the only thing my parents knew was 'live, work, die.' And if I stayed there that was exactly what was going to happen to me - I was gonna die. So I ran away to the big city with the lights, excitement and danger and a chance for me to finally live and do my music without the persecution I had known for so long.

I hitchhiked all the way with a suitcase in one hand and my guitar in the other and as I stood at the edge of the city the magic of the place was incredibly intense. It was to be my new home the place I would call the 'Arena Of Pleasure'. I lived and struggled in the arena for two years trying to get a break in music and make a record and that's when I ran across a delightful business man named Charlie. He had been a lawyer for 25 years before he discovered he could fuck over more people in the recording industry then he ever could in a court of law and he was the president of one of the biggest record companies in the world. The music business to Charlie was nothing more than a sacrificial lamb to be led to slaughter and the weapon of choice was his record company that he'd wield like a mighty sword. The great tool he would lovingly refer to as 'The Chainsaw'. The morgue, Charlie said, was the music business where everyone sells out. Where all the artists will eventually whore themselves to commercialism, the place where the music comes to die. And through him I learned everything I needed to know about the music business and even things I didn't want to know. He said he could make me a star, one of the biggest things the world had ever seen. The big time was calling and I was on my way. He introduced me to an aspiring young manager named Alex Rodman and together we took on the whole fucking world and kicked it square in the ass.

Just before the release of my first album I was sitting on the steps in front of my apartment when a gypsy woman passed by. She stopped and asked me if I would like my fortune read and I had never had it done so I was more than happy to say yes. She revealed a deck of Tarot cards and began to tell me of my past in which she went into great detail about the pain of my youth, my brother and my parents. She saw my present with my great struggle to succeed and fulfillment of my dreams and new found happiness but after about ten minutes she stopped and I wanted to know of my future and pleaded for her to go on and finally she spoke. She showed me a very disturbing vision of where I was going. I told her that I wanted a phenomenal wealth and fame and in the cards she saw a fallen hero and looked at me and said "Be careful what you wish for - it might come true, for the face of death wears the mask of the King of Mercy." I asked her if she was sure of what she had seen and with a blank stare she turned and walked away leaving me with the cards and a haunting that would follow me the rest of my life.

Success agreed with me with amazing ease. The more records I sold the more excess I had of everything - friends, money, women, cars, houses. It was at one of my nightly hedonisms where a flash individual entered the room. He introduced himself as the Doctor. I asked him what kind of doctor and he smiled and said, "Meet my friend Uncle Slam." The mirror that was once on the wall, my alter ego, was now talking to me from the table and the next three years were a blur. Drugs became the new candy and alcohol became the new Coca Cola and Doctor Rockter was my new best friend and I never heard the mirror speak again until tonight.

I was at the peak of my career and the world saw me as I had always wanted it, The Idol, the Great Crimson Idol. Now I had everything it seemed, everything but the one thing that would have meant more to me than anything. The pain that manifested itself into my obsession, the acceptance of me by my father and mother, who I had not spoken to since I had left home.

One morning my manager Alex came in and broke up one of our nightly Easy Rider Parties. An Easy Rider Party was when everybody would come over to my house, the band, the doctor, hot and cold running women etc. And we'd watch the movie and do everything going on the film only a lot more. And he threatened to leave me if I didn't clean up. It was not that he cared about me as a person he was only interested in my talent and what I could do to further his own career as a true showbiz mogul. But it was then I realized just how far things had gone. So I sat there alone in my palace of pain and I was just numb from the alcohol and the drugs but equally as intoxicated by my own fame and I had just enough courage to pick up the phone and dial the number. My mind went into a whirlwind thinking of what would happen and the fear overcame me and I started to put down the phone but before I could a voice at the other end rang out and it sent a chill through me that I had never known. It was my mother. It was hard for me to speak, my heart pounding out of my chest but when I did I did the best I could. She was very cold. But I knew the shock of suddenly hearing from me after all these years was overwhelming and I was hoping that all the time that had passed would heal the deep wounds between my parents and me but...I desperately wanted them to approve of me, to accept me - it was all I ever wanted. I hoped my success would finally prove my worthiness and they would welcome the prodigal son home. All I wanted was for them to be proud of me but less than 50 words were spoken. The last four were "We have no son."

Some wounds never heal and mine had scarred me for life. A great star fell from the sky that night and with its descent left a scorched path in its way - a great path of self-destruction before burning out. And on this night the great finale is finally here. 'Be careful what you wish for - it may come true.'

Long live, long live the King of Mercy.

2008-12-02T09:08:00.001-04:00

Remember and you might be welcomed
Amongst the heartless monsters you surround yourself with
Feeding off the pain and misfortune of others
A maniacal unit of sub-human parasites
Blurred into a feeding frenzy at the smell of fresh blood
Open your eyes and see the creatures for what they are
A swirling mass of hatred and envy
Don't be naive enough to think you're unaffected
The conversion has already begun

Quick trip!!

2008-11-17T18:04:00.002-04:00

Just drunk pics in no order what so ever!!

2008-11-12T11:57:00.007-04:00

Friday dinner and then Moynihans

2008-11-12T10:43:00.011-04:00

Not Many people i know can behave at a resturante so why should this time be different. We had a good time and very good food and wine.

1st Awards at the company

2008-11-12T10:28:00.011-04:00

Roadtrip and snow in Madeira

2008-11-05T04:44:00.014-04:00

Your're no different to me

2008-10-29T20:13:00.002-04:00

How many times can you put me down 'Till in your heart you realize
If you chose to criticise you choose your enemies
Everything that I say and do In your eyes is always wrong
Tell me where do I belong in a sick society

Look at yourself instead o' looking at me With accusation in your eyes
Do you want me crucified for my profanity
Concealing your crimes behind a grandeur of lies Tell me where do I begin
If you think you're without sin be the first to cast the stone

Living my life in a way that I choose You say I should apologize
Is that envy in your eyes reflecting jealousy
Tell me the truth and I'll admit to my guilt If you'll try and understand
Is that blood that's on your hand from your democrocy

Give me somethin' to break

2008-10-21T05:32:00.002-04:00

Its just one of those days When you don't wanna wake up
Everything is fucked Everybody sux
You don't really know why But you want justify Rippin' someone's head off
No human contact And if you interact Your life is on contract
Your best bet is to stay away motherfucker
It's just one of those days!! Its all about the he says she says bullshit
I think you better quit Lettin' shit slip Or you'll be leavin with a fat lip
Its all about the he says she says bullshit I think you better quit talkin that shit

Hawaii Friday. Aziz last day at work.

2008-10-13T05:39:00.007-04:00

Party in Stenugnsund and Orust

2008-09-24T12:24:00.013-04:00

Party in Kristinehamn (more pics will come)

2008-09-15T20:51:00.006-04:00

Dieter, Martin, Gabbi and Hector is warming up before Hands on approach

2008-08-25T05:56:00.007-04:00

Pontus and Johan is here on vacation from Sweden.

2008-07-08T05:32:00.005-04:00

Saturday and a nice boat trip poncha and dinner

2008-07-03T03:11:00.008-04:00

Another trip around Madeira

2008-06-18T11:01:00.005-04:00

Grécia vs Suécia 0 - 2 Nice victory

2008-06-11T05:39:00.008-04:00

Summerparty with the company ( some pics in color )

2008-06-09T04:23:00.008-04:00

Summerparty with the company

2008-06-09T03:59:00.015-04:00

Another Saturday..

2008-05-13T05:19:00.008-04:00

Another Saturday night and I ain't got nobody
I've got some money 'cause I just got paid
Now, how I wish I had someone to talk to
I'm in an awful way

Saturday as usuall whats better then live music with friends.

2008-05-05T04:28:00.006-04:00

Saturday. Went to Serra de aqua, Madalena do mar, Prazeres and Paul do mar

2008-05-05T04:06:00.009-04:00

Saturday at Warm up and Moynihans

2008-04-29T03:38:00.003-04:00

Very soon the summer is here and whats better then a cold beer in the sun

2008-04-16T09:52:00.006-04:00

Ain't nothing like a cold beer in the sun Ain't nothing like the fresh air in autumn
Ain't nothing like the wide countryside But it's nothing like what has just begun

Welcome to my humble pad Help yourself to anything in the fridge he said as
Teenage suburbia being home alone Sets the tone for us supposedly fully grown
But I roam the apartment looking for more Hoping for more, really sure
That there must be so much more In store for us
'cause this ain't even worth all the fuss

This can't be what its all about I doubt This was how my life was meant to turn out
The speakers are about to burst into flames As the guests are having trouble
Remembering each other's names

We put clothes on that have costed us a waddle
It's like a catwalk in here And I'm a model
I pretend to welcome drink his cognac I sip it gently I know it sounds whacked
but As time goes by I'm getting more into character
I strut around like a prison guard in Attica
But still I can't shake the feeling of miscontent
As I know that all of this is just pretend

I drift off for a while 'cause that song they're playing
Reminds me of when I was a child And how carefree I was then
How everything broken Was so easy to mend

And that's when it hit me I shouldn't look so hard
For the things that make me happy I got simple needs
I'm easy to please I've written down a list And it kinda reads

Ain't nothing like a cold beer in the sun
I hope we got enough for everyone

Late friday night in Paul do mar. Tonys birthday

2008-04-15T03:30:00.011-04:00

Just a little bit of rain in Madeira

2008-04-11T05:32:00.007-04:00

Vacation in Sweden (Stenugnssund and Orust)

2008-03-31T11:54:00.005-04:00

Happy New Year!!!!!!!!!

2008-03-12T08:59:00.017-04:00

Here we go again... A multinational celebratetion of the new year 2008.

A Turkish Gypsy one Polish Arab one serbien and lots of swedish people and a quick visit from a english friend and ofcourse we cant forget the man with the moustache.

Office Christmas party 2007-12-08

2008-03-12T07:41:00.011-04:00

Here is the pictures from our Christmas party with work we had a really nice day

Barn är underbara

2008-03-10T14:34:00.002-04:00

En unge ~7 kommer utrusande ur badhuset.
Ungen (skriker glatt): Det blir ingen simskola! Nån har bajsat i poolen.

En mamma och hennes barn ~5 går fram till kassan för att beställa.
Barnet: Vii skaaa haa tre negerbollar!
Kassörskan: Här har vi inga negerbollar! Här har vi bara chokladbollar.
Mamman: Åh, jaha. Då ska vi inte ha något.Mamman tar barnet i handen och marscherar ut.'

Christmas 2007 In Madeira

2007-12-24T08:20:00.000-04:00

Feliz natal, Feliz navidad, Frohe Weihnachten, buon natale, Merry Christmas, Καλα Χριστουγεννα, Joyeux Noël, god jul

Today its Christmas and i am sitting watchin Fisen, Emelie and Matilda cooking food for everyone.
The sun is shining and the Christmas feeling is not as in Sweden but we do our best to have a good time.
Will add some nice pics after tonight.

Dieter is playing at Da me Lume

2007-12-17T09:53:00.000-04:00

Slangen turn 2 Years old

2007-12-17T06:54:00.000-04:00

A new roadtrip around Madeira

2007-12-17T06:15:00.000-04:00

Mixed Weekends in Madeira

2007-11-10T07:33:00.001-04:00

My way back to Madeira

2007-10-25T10:13:00.000-04:00

As usual when you fly Portugues it never turns out the way you want.
Went to Arlanda on tuesday to fly back to Madeira but the flight was cancelled and i had to spend the night at a hotell near the airport.... Hmm well i spent most of the time sleeping and watching TV.
Wednedsday and its time to go back to Arlanda and hope that i will be able to fly back.
There was a flight but ofcourse its delaed 40 min.
Later came to Lisbon and had to change flight, delaed again hmm what a supprice. Landed at Madeira 00.10.
Well everthing is now back to normal and if i am to bored i will go in to work tomorrow. (thats not a promise)

After many hours on airports around Europe i decided not to fly whit that company again.

Weekend in Denmark

2007-10-21T11:35:00.001-04:00

Went to Denmark for a weekend to visit Marcus And Thilde. Really nice to see them again and we had a nice weekend with lots of beer and wine. We went out to some nice pubs and tryed The nightlife. We went to Kristiania to see what it was and just had a beer and took a trip to the little mermaid. Sundays plans was to see Ströget but we had a lot of fun at home instead with beer and wine and MSN

Lina turn 30 years young big party in Filipstad

2007-10-20T19:12:00.000-04:00

Big party in Filipstad when Lina turned 30.. Theme was Bad Taste if you are wondering (the dont usually look like that). Shots race on their ass and Pontus was the winner and tryed to take both shots. One picture of the little house on the hill were some of us spent the night.

Just had to show how they felt the day after....

Still in Sweden

2007-10-17T18:15:00.000-04:00

Yes i am back to write some more for you but still no beutiful pics but i will go to Stockholm on saturday and then the Camera will work...

Dont have much time to write here because of all the traveling around Sweden and Denmark but when the vacation is over i have lots of storys to tell.
Friday night will be Crazy when my friend Pontus girlfriend Lina turn 30-years young.

See you all next week but first a wonderful weekend in Stockholm and there i will see some very old friends that i have not seen for some years. I cant wait.

Take care and big hugs to my friends i miss you.

BRRRR!!!!!!

2007-10-04T06:19:00.000-04:00

Oh my god!! This is to cold for me and its only going to be colder.....
But any way i feel much better now and i hope this is going to be a great vacation.
I have many friends i look forward to see and i promise to show some nice pictures.

Back in Sweden for Vacation

2007-10-03T08:21:00.000-04:00

Now i am on vacation in Sweden. Too bad it did not start in the way i wanted to but when you fly Portugues what do you expect.
Arrived at Funchal airport 04,30 a little early but its ok. I went to bord the plane around 05,30 but nooo we hade to wait until 07,30 because of bad weather in Lissbon. Finaly arrived at Lissbon airport 09,12 next plane to Stockholm left 09,15 so ofcourse i missed it.
Got new tickets that where set for 15,00 so Brussels hmmm ok not much to do but have a couple of beers with some old Swedish people on their way home from vacation.
6 hours later the plane left for Brussels. Arrived 17,30 and next plane to Sthlm Was at 21,00 my good i was happy =(.
Met this guy whos wift lifes in Madeira, she is from Finland and so is he but he could not speek portuguse or english so he had some hard time to find his way arround so as the nice person i am i took him under my arms and helped him.
Finaly landed in Sthlm 23,30 after a hard day ofcours my bags ar missing and they have no idea where they are.
Lucky i was nice to this guy because he and his friend gave me a lift for free home to my brother where i Crashed on the bed after not been sleeping since yesterday when i went to work.
Now i am heading for Denmark but this time i go by bus and hope i dont have to be there two days to late.

Take care all of you and i miss u

I´ll be back later in oktober

Saturday and we went to Ribeira Brava and Serra De Aqua

2007-09-24T05:53:00.000-04:00

Friday and Tacos ended up at Copa Cabana

2007-09-24T05:27:00.000-04:00

Changed back to be Happy Again =)

2007-09-20T17:03:00.000-04:00

Football in Praia Formosa

2007-09-19T05:33:00.001-04:00

Football tournament in Praia Formosa and our Swedish friends did the best they could

Dazed and Abused

2007-09-17T11:54:00.001-04:00

Amuse myself with pots of paint,
Producing demons within us.
Pointless trials but don't be late,
Cuz someones always pissed off.

Disrespect me cuz I'm ugly,
Don't give me your stupid pity.

There are no hands to tell the time,
Master of my destination.
Your selfish hands invade this time,
And break through all of my fences.

Disrespect me cuz I'm ugly,
Don't give me your stupid pity.

Amuse myself with pots of paint,
Producing demons within us.
Pointless trials but don't be late,
Cuz someones always pissed off.

Disrespect me cuz I'm ugly,
Don't give me your stupid pity.

Another boat trip ..and party at home 2007-09-08

2007-09-10T04:13:00.000-04:00

Crayfishparty in Madeira We bring our traditions everywhere

2007-09-07T09:33:00.001-04:00

Stockholm. My home Town

2007-09-05T11:39:00.000-04:00

Consistently rated Europe's most attractive capital city, Stockholm manages to be relaxed, charming and impeccably civilised. Capital cities are seldom representative of their countries, but Stockholm is a manifestly Swedish city, exhibiting the national love of open spaces and intelligence in urban planning that together make this a wonderful place to visit.
Celebrated its 750th anniversary in 2002, Stockholm is richly decorated with magnificent buildings from its past. The ochre-red City Hall is the imposing building where the Nobel Banquet is held; the Royal Palace is unapologetically grand, and the city is dotted with extraordinary museums.
Södermalm Island has the funky nightlife to match any European capital while Djurgården is home to Skansen, a stunning, open-air museum of Sweden in miniature, and the breathtaking Vasamuseet with its intact, salvaged 375-year-old war ship. The Gamla Stan, the old town centred on Stadsholmen, contains the Royal Palace, and Stockholm's oldest preserved building, the magnificent 13th-century Riddarholmen church.
With the warming influence of the Baltic sea, Stockholm is a city for all seasons: on long summer days, it's harbour cruises and buskers in the park; winter brings tranquillity and buildings elegantly frosted with snow.

A nice way to start a new month

2007-09-03T03:38:00.000-04:00

Saturday morning we first went to have breakfeast and then we went out to see with the catamaran and looking for whales and dolphins.

Party at Igors place and then Calheta

2007-08-27T03:40:00.000-04:00

We started saturday at Igors place where his parents had a party for there 25th anniversary.
Very nice food and cakes.
After that we decided to go to a party in Calheta right on the beach.
We got an excellent idea to go bathing in the middle of the night and when got out of the water our ride home was not there any more so we had to spend the night. The rest is history =)

Birthday and Barbecue... Beer, Lapas och Espetada

2007-08-16T05:29:00.000-04:00

Wednesday was Christinas birthday 25-years
We started on thuesday at Mina d´Ouro for some beers and cake.
Wednesday we went up in the mountains for a barbecue and sunny weather.
We grilled some Espetada, Lapas and Burraworst.

Almost forgot about the time i spent in the hospital

2007-07-31T11:47:00.000-04:00

Well i had a wonderfull start this year and spent 16 days in a portuguese Hospital with a broken foot . Lucky me that my friends went to see me a lot. I also wanted to show the beutiful view.

Sarah is here to Visit from Enland

2007-07-17T12:00:00.000-04:00

Well i know a girl from England who just loved Sambuca and Red Bull Vodka.
It was a long night with lots of drinks and dancing.

Friday 2007-07-06 Marcus is leaving Madeira to live in Danmark he will be missed

2007-07-10T03:45:00.000-04:00

First we went to Beerhouse to say goodbye to Marcus and have some beer.... The little red car he is holding is the special car from Seixal that he always is sitting in.
After Beerhouse we went to Mina Doro so he could say goodbye to our Portoguese friends.
Later that night we went to Space rocket and had some drinks and then to Marcus place to wait for his taxi that took him to the airport...

Midsummer on Madeira.... Well now its time for a Swedish tradition in Portugal enjoy the pictures

2007-06-26T06:52:00.000-04:00

Lars visits from Sweden and ofcourse he had to see the island

2007-06-18T12:48:00.003-04:00

Carina visits from Sweden

2007-06-18T12:33:00.000-04:00

The nice nature on Madeira

2007-06-15T07:24:00.000-04:00

No comment on this one

2007-06-04T07:15:00.000-04:00

Another Roadtrip (better late then never right) 2007-04-07

2007-05-19T14:36:00.000-04:00

This time we had fun and as usual Kim had a bottle of wiskey in the car so we did not have to wait between the bars for a drink =)

Igor is a very polite guy (the guy with the finger)

And then we have PIMP Marcus in Kims pimp coat (smack my bitch)

(the last pics is one of the best things you have in madeira, if you buy something you almost every time gets something for free and here you can buy some crackers and get a knife)

And Marcus have a tradition and that is to place him self in the fastest car in madeira

Sweden

2007-05-16T09:06:00.000-04:00

Here i am in Sweden and its a bit cold and not much to do.

I really want to go some where else to work and have

something to do and i miss my friends om madeira so i might just be back there in a while

A last goodbye to my best friends....2007-04-27

2007-05-05T07:31:00.000-04:00

Time to really say goodbye to all my good friends. This is my last day and night on the island. Here is some pictures of my friends and collueges. You will all be missed very much and i will see you again i promise.
HEHE i had to finish of wiht the lion king a little bit tired

Goodbye Dinner with the ADSL team

2007-04-26T11:44:00.000-04:00

Pictures says it all.........

Goodbye party 2007-04-21

2007-04-24T06:53:00.000-04:00

Well its time to leave this island and go to Amsterdam to start a new work and see a little more of the world. Here is some pics from my goodbye party at home and then we went to Camelion.
I really had a good time on this island and i will miss you all.
I will come back in august for a friends birthday.

Karaokeeee Thuesday at sun city

2007-04-12T11:58:00.000-04:00

Shit happens you can call it =)
Firts Enio and Tommy went up and sings a Portuguese song Ana Julia (or something like that)
Then it was time to show Madeira how to sing Bon Jovi Bed of roses.
Just a tip.... If you want to sing Karaoke you should know how the song goes and a little bit of the lyrics but when the Chorus came we knew just what to sing.... and it was goooood