Wind, whales and wild coastline in Hermanus — from Ficks Pool to Dyer Island with Marine Dynamics. A day of cliff paths, dassies, seals and the unforgettable calm of a mother whale and her calf beneath the waves.
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Wind, whales and wild coastline in Hermanus — from Ficks Pool to Dyer Island with Marine Dynamics. A day of cliff paths, dassies, seals and the unforgettable calm of a mother whale and her calf beneath the waves.
Our South African adventure started with a calm lift-off from Oslo, a glass of champagne over Europe, and an unexpected nap before waking to the breathtaking coastline of Cape Town. From Nairobi lounges to left-hand driving in Montagu, this is the opening chapter of our journey south.
An unforgettable evening at Hermetikken in Stavanger — where old friendships, sea air and chef Stuart’s quiet brilliance met across a nine-course tasting menu. From oysters with champagne foam to pearl-white halibut and the majestic Beef Wellington, each dish whispered its own story of Norway’s coast and craft.
Even business feels different up north. Between the fjord light, a sauna with ocean view, and a bakery with a sense of humor, Harstad offered a perfect mix of calm, charm, and a little laughter.
A business trip that turned into a love letter to Bergen — meetings, music, local beer, and a Barbour jacket made for a hundred days of rain.
We went all in at the Rocky Horror Show – armed with confetti cannons, party hats and glowsticks. What followed was a wild mix of theater, chaos and cult energy, ending with us dancing side by side with the cast.
Bergen gave us everything in two days: a dinner that spiraled into stories, molten glass shaped by hand and breath, and a hillside walk where the wind nearly carried us away.
A Saturday stroll took us to Gamlehaugen — Bergen’s royal residence and national monument to Christian Michelsen. Family memories, funny anecdotes, and a lesson in both history and economics made the visit more than just a walk in the park.
We went to The Bistrot Marceau in Cannes, tempted by promises of live jazz. No music, but plenty of drama – from a menu that read like Ulysses to a wine debate that nearly stole the show. Beef tartare with pears and Roquefort, entrecôte with pepper sauce, red wine, Guinness, and a late-night twist: four men went out, only three came home.