THE GREAT WALL - BADALING SECTION

The last day of many many on the road, we decided to do something... quite memorable. Let's go to the Great Wall to finish this 8 weeks of in glory, we said to each other and scrolled the internet for a good last-minute-tour.

ONLY IN CHINA...

AFTER TRAVELING ANTICLIMAX

Hej kompisar!

We are trying to juggle with a lot right now. We have pictures left from Vietnam, especially Ha Long Bay, that we havn't yet showed you yet (and they're gorgeous!) as well as from The Great Wall, the Forbidden City, Temple of Heaven and a lot of more sights. We're also currently working on a list of things you might want to know before going to inner China... 
We have budgets to show so you can see how much you'll actually need for your own trip, we have mistakes to confess and victories to celebrate.

Still havn't told you about the time we got locked in? 

Well... Another time. 

GORGEOUS GOTHENBURG: TÅNGUDDEN

Trying to convince ourselves that the beauty in the world is not limited to unfamiliar contries, we went on a stroll down Tångudden and Nya Varvet as tourists in our home town.

FAIRYTALEIC FRANKFÜRT IN PICTURES

Before finally arriving on familiar soil again, we had one last stop. Initually, I had planned on spending our 12 hours in Frankfürt the same way I'd so many times before: walk the streets of this narrow airport from one side to another until I found pretzels. But I've been blessed with an intelligent boyfriend who thought to seize the opportunity to see some Germany, and off we went.

It was a beautiful day, sunny, with a clear blue fairytale sky to match the wooden houses straight out of Hans and Gretel. We were not prepared for european weather though - exiting Haupfbanhof station 9 o'clock caused for some shivering in the cold air. But soon enough the warmth of midday struck upon us and we continued strolling with content.

GREETINGS FROM THE END OF THE ROAD

THE FEELS! 

Showing some love 

in Forbidden City, Beijing

My oh my oh my. We are heading into the last 24 hours on the road and every hour is a new experience. Will this by the hour we cry? Or the one we hysterically jump up and down in exitement? Or the one we'll stare blindly out the window, being outside ourselves?

Capturing moments in Zhangjiajie