Good morning, Warsaw!
Yesterday, Kris prepared a dinner for friends at home and we all ended up dancing. Later, instead of going home, we went to the hotel where one of our friends is staying.
You know the reason, right? Hotel breakfast.



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Yesterday, Kris prepared a dinner for friends at home and we all ended up dancing. Later, instead of going home, we went to the hotel where one of our friends is staying.
You know the reason, right? Hotel breakfast.





I survived a long and packed trainride and a taxiride through a completely blocked capital – I have finally arrived to my beautiful friends in beautiful Warszawa!
I’m at my dads place in Torun, Poland. As always, this place is mainly about taking it easy and hanging out. – Mam piloto, mam laptopo!




I am trying to keep this space somewhat neutral in terms of both politics and religion. But as I am celebrating Christmas with my family in very catholic Poland it just won’t work right now..
I attended midnight mass tonight, it’s something we do every year. For some it’s tradition, for other’s it’s the main purpose of Christmas and for some the feeling of guilt and shame would be almost lethal if they chose not to go.
Last years I have chosen to actually listen to what the priest is saying and how he uses his voice, which has been highly interesting.
Today’s speech started with the story about how God chose to become a baby and the beauty of the most powerful being in the world asking for help, crying out his needs and being completely vulnerable and giving humanity his trust.. a message telling us that we have to be attentive to the needs of the weaker and less priviledged and how Christmas is about sharing and showing solidarity with each other.. then the priest somehow wandered off to how the communists and facists bore the responsibilities of millions of deaths, because God always finds his way back into our lifes – so “when you take the holy cross off the walls in schools and legal institutions, it shows up in cemeterys and at the sides of roads”. He continued talking about the darkness of today’s world, about how people distract themselves with computers and sex.. and get absorbed by excessively focusing on working and on various types of charity work [sic!] instead of meaningful practices such as connecting with God.
The absurdity kind of culminated when he explained how gay pride parades are the unquestionable proof of how evil is spreading in the world. We were originally warned with a very clear message from God at the time when volcanic lava covered the ancient Gay-city of Pompeii. Those who do not see this obvious connection are distracted and brainwashed by modern society. I seem to belong to that group.
..if he only knew who I will be dancing with in a couple of days.
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Best wishes to my darlings all over the planet. Hope you have found the christmas spirit and that you are having a great time with people you love and care about.


We’re on the ferry to Germany, preparing for the long drive to my grandmother’s place in southern Poland. We used to go by this boat twice a year, but I’ve been flying the last years so I’m really nostalgic right now.
Everything is the way it used to be, it’s just a four hour crossing so people don’t get a room – instead, they sleep all over the place and the race to get the good places (corners and sofas) is both serious and entertaining.
The only difference is that the boat used to seem a lot bigger when I was a kid. It was like a whole world of gambling machines, secret rooms and weird people – all mine to explore.

Now I see it takes about ten minutes to walk through it all. Maybe I should get my childish spirit back and be like this little girl. I might go exploring after catching up with my old guardian papers at this insane dooleys party. Woohooo!

Free WiFi on the boat, that’s something new. :)

There’s something new here, can you spot it? :)

All these beautiful and amazing people that I meet, get to know, spend a lot of time with.. and then have to leave. I am only now realizing that my time in Copenhagen soon is ending, at least for now.
As every time, nostalgia kicks in and I realize how fast things change, how much I’ve learnt and how I will be missing many parts of it.
The importance and value of what I am doing and have experienced before is relative and sometimes questioned. There will always be that one person telling you that you could have done things differently or should have expected more from something. Sometimes that person is you, sometimes somebody external. Whoever it is, it is worth remembering that disappointment isn’t what your choices deserve as they are originally yours and deserve to be loved for what they have taught you. It might seem like a naïve approach, but it allows to in a constructive way appreciate those very significant lessons, details, memories and insights that always will be yours to keep and use. And that also will help to guide future choices.
What I wanted to say is that I’m listening to the wonders of Brian Eno while packing my bags to go abroad for the holidays. I am not leaving Copenhagen yet, I will come back in January so there is still lots of time to appreciate and enjoy. Both this wonderful city and the unique people that I spend my days with here.
What is ending, however, is the year. And once again, it’s been an amazing one and I have both learnt and enjoyed tons. The person who keeps insisting on trying to convince me otherwise will from now on be kindly asked to take their annoyingly negative mindset and put it in a box.
It’s been a sparkling weekend. My girls came over from Sweden and we hugged at my place and later danced on confetti-covered floors. The Malmögirls went back home on Saturday and left me here with my wife, Tigerlily. We decided to repeat our adventure from Barcelona and got ourselves two identical wigs. Then we went to Christmas Distortion and danced all night in a huge warehouse somewhere in the outskirts of Copenhagen. A perfect weekend and the most awesome of contrasts to what I did last week. Thank you ladies, thank you Juledistortion.
I wish Copenhagen Distortion was a year-round party, I won’t be here in May.. but if you’re anywhere close by – don’t miss it!!
Cesária Évora – Saudade
I discovered the deep and enchanting voice of Cesária Évora when I first heard her sing together with the Polish singer Kayah in the song Embarcacao. The barefoot diva, as the Cape Verdean morna singer was nicknamed, has always been a good companion for candlelit evenings with red wine. She was also one of the World Food Programmes goodwill ambassadors and I’m listening to her today, as I found out that she has died, 70 years old.
Cesária Évora & Kayah – Embarcacao