Oct 272014

Sometimes when traveling around the world you come across a building that is just so immensely ugly that you can`t even take your eyes of it.. There`s only been a handful of times where I've seen buildings that were so ugly that I just HAD to take a picture of them.
In the former communist states there are plenty of sad and depressive building, mostly made of concrete, but the buildings presented here have that extra little x-factor ugliness. Something special,you can belive it. It is usually a combination of misguided architecture together with decay after the ravages of time.
There is only one building that stands out as exceptional,indescribably ugly, and it has also taken a well-deserved first place. The rest of the list is more arbitrary as the ugliness in its truest form can be difficult to judge objectively.




10. Bangkok elephant building, Thailand



Orginalt concept…but relatively poorly executed



9. Ho chi minh government building

Government buildings in Ho Chi Minh

Government buildings in Ho Chi Minh

Communism has produced more ugly brick buildings than any other ideology !



8. Parliament of Romania

Buchuresti palace

Buchuresti palace

This reinforces my previous point. World`s second biggest building after the Pentagon.



7. first skyscraper in Milan
This has a certain historical value, but does`nt exactly do anything for improving the skyline,....


6. church in Puerto Limon Costa Rica

Ugly Church

Ugly Church

I have seen many ugly churches, but this one really takes the cake an eats it too


5. ugly concrete building Port of Spain, Trinidad and Tobago

Port of Spain square house

Port of Spain square house

probalbly one of the ugliest pieces of concrete ever made


4. Residential buildings in Vilnius, Lithuania

living habitat in Vilnius

living habitat in Vilnius

I had the dubious honour of staying one night in this house, and can report that the inside is actually worse than the outside.



3. Random house in northern Montenegro

Montenegro building of sorts

Montenegro building of sorts

Wecame across this on a roadtrip in northern Montenegro. Montenegro is possibly the country in the world where I have seen most ugly buildings.



2. Ugly building in San Jose,Costa Rica

concrete cube in San Jose

concrete cube in San Jose

I have seen many square brick buildings, But what separates this from the masses of concrete buildings is that ALL the windows are behind bars, and there are NO windows on the side of the building. Must be the world's darkest and most depressing place to work, but I think it is a court/legal building,so those Lawyers and parasites probably embrace the darkness..

concrete cube in San Jose 2

concrete cube in San Jose 2




1. The Pyramid in Tirana,Albania

World's Ugliest pyramid

World's Ugliest pyramid

World's Ugliest pyramide2

World's Ugliest pyramide2

This was so bad that it actually inspired this article. It is so ugly that it's almost magical. It was fortunately a little fun and interactive, it was in fact possible to climb this thing(at your own risk). It was built by the daughter of the dictator Enver Hoxha for whatever reason.

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Apr 112014




We were a whole bunch that went along on the initiative of Ms from norskereiseblogger.no . For most of us it was our first sponsored trip. It became a heidundranes enjoyable experience where we got to enjoy a life of luxury in 3 days without paying a dime for it. The best was when we went to fine restaurants that did everything to impress us with endless amounts of food and wine.
It is the first time in the 7 years since I started blogging I was part of a group. A small community of like-minded.

Here is a small video presentation from our trip and we all had a say in;

Those who were along for the ride are all presented in track worlds section about recommended blogs. They are

A decent overview with lots Norwegian blogger that updates daily. Thanks to Ms entrepreneurs who are behind this nice page,and “the Mastermind” behind the fine our journey

Renate has been for over 60 countries, and is bitten by the travel bug fever. she writes about his latest adventures on their website.

A nice blog by Henriette who has lived 10 years abroad(just like me), and has recently been on a round-earth trip with girlfriend(just like me)

alltid reiseklar
This is Ann-Marie's blog. She like to write about hotels and restaurants she has visited, and whether gastronomic experiences in different countries. She lives in Sweden

destination unknown

Satu is a Finnish girl who writes about everything from life as expat in Norway for adventures on her travels solo travelers,and family travelers. Many nice pictures, and very organized blog!

Astrid is a nurse from Haugesund who writes about all sorts of things,Interior,Recipes,everyday life and travel. There are many nice pictures from all sorts of adventures.

annette m

Anette Stavanger is relatively new to blogging,but has gotten off on a nice site where she writes about fashion, everyday life and a bit about travel

May liss
May liss writes about her life in France, and of life after she moved back to Norway. She writes extensively on interior decorating and about all the new journeys she goes on


A very nice travel blog written by a young lady named Ingeborg. I like this blog because it is very easy to navigate through, a lot of nice pictures and videos. It is also a good combination of usefull articles and stories from their own site. NICE !

Ms is from Bergen, and has one of the most widely read literature blogs in Norway. She has a large readership that everyone takes her advice on the most relevant and interesting books on the market.

sackcloth and sandalwood
Hanne Mari is a student and barista in Oslo who writes about his backpacker tours from India,South America and Asia. She Ehara been on several long backpacker tours, and is very happy in general globetrotting and what it had to carry.


Mathilde is a young girl from Stryn who are firmly committed to a career in the film industry. She has been on several fine backpacker tours,both alone and with family.

Elizabeth Loves to travel to Asia and has much experience in this continent. She now looks forward to exploring new continents,and share your experiences with all of us who read her blog.

no backpacker
Cecilie is a Bergen girl who is slightly prefer finer conditions on their journeys so that the title of the blog suggests. She has recently shifted from Norwegian to English to reach out to a slightly larger audience in the small niche that is; people-with-a-handicap-as-yet-will-travel.

This trip was fine when that is sponsored by visit Morocco and Sahara experience during the recording of Jannicke fra Norwegian travel blogs.

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Part 9 – St.Croix – a tropical slice of Denmark

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Jan 032013

The small plane had a bumpy landing, and 5 minutes later we were at the airport in St. Croix with our backpacks, ready to explore another Caribbean island. On this island we were staying with a 66 year-old man named Cy. That was all we knew about him, because he had never couchsurfed before and had no references.

Torunn and Cy having breakfast

Torunn and Cy eating breakfast

We called him from the airport and he instructed us to go to his favorite beach, which proved to be the only gay-friendly beach on the island (not a coincidence). We took a taxi from the airport to the beach on the other side of the island and waited there for a few hours, for Cy to finish work and come and pick us up.. It was a nice beach with crystal-clear water, truly a paradise. We saw sea turtles, spotted eagleray (....), dolphins and a myriad of fish on the reef which was right off the beach.
We started talking with a man who was working at the hotel, and happened to mention that we were staying with Cy. He just started laughing and continued to laugh for several minutes - not a good initial response!
Suddenly an elderly man in a speedo showed up - and voila- there Cy was, the craziest couchsurfer we stayed with!
He was hysterically funny. He told us that he is a retired teacher who has worked for 40 years in St.Croix, but he was born and raised in New York, which was clear from his accent. P1030150
He had an amazing stylish house right next to the capital Christiansted. The house was built around a sugar mill from the 1600s, very special. It was a huge garden with 2 swimming pools, lots of fruit trees and a tamarind-tree. Cy is very fond of cooking, and has supposedly got a doctorate in baking. He insisted that we should help him in the kitchen when he baked bread and garlic baguettes. We also learned the fine art of making tamarind-juice. The first morning he dished up homemade Belgian waffles, sparkling apple juice, home-made tamarindjuice and fresh butter. It was pretty luxurious. He was infinitely happy to have someone who could help him with the daily chores. Sometimes he called me when I was on the other side of the house just so I could come and open the fridge door for him. He was also very easily stressed. Sometimes when we were at the beach with him and he had just had a swim in the crystal-clear warm water, sitting in his deckchair, he would shout "God, I `m soo stressed out" with a worried look on his face.
He is actually retired, but when we stayed with him, he had an unpaid temporary position at a local school.
Cy is obsessed with origami, there is origami all over his house, and in the classroom where he worked. We were with him at the school to see what a school is like in St.Croix, and it was a pretty funny experience. He only had 3 students, but they were apparently problem students who were in a special class.
Origami in the school

Origami in the school

He spoke to them as if they were complete retards, and every time one of themopened their mouth - he ran over to the board to give them a point. «Positive reinforcement» – If the kids got enough points, he bought them a Subway sandwich. Me and Torunn were asked to make boxes. So there we were 10 000 miles from home on a small island in the Caribbean, making origami boxes along with a bunch of rootless Caribbean teenagers. Brilliant!
It turned out that we were natural talents at making boxes. We made a box with a Norwegian flag on as a gift for Cy.
The rest of the day was spent walking around Christiansted. Christiansted is named after a Danish king named Christian, and on the other side of the island is the town of Fredericksted that was named after another Danish king named (drumrolls)….Fredrik.
Christiansted as seen from the island

Christiansted as seen from the island

Stig And Torunn on the island

Stig And Torunn on the island

St.Croix belongs to the Usa, but their culture is more Danish than american. Even the street names are in Danish, and they sell Danish pastries. America bought the Virgin islands off Denmark in 1930, While the Danes have had the islands for hundreds of years. There is apparently 7 different countries who have owned the Virgin Islands over the past 500 years, so there has been very much back and forth.
Christiansted is a very nice little town, very relaxed, relaxed Caribbean atmosphere all over the place, nobody is stressing out (except Cy ..).
Forts in Christiansted and Fredriksted are very different from forts that we saw on the other Caribbean Islands. It may have something to do with the fact that the Danes actually dragged the stones to build them all the way from denmark, and also the fact that these were the only islands that were not Danish and Spanish, British or Dutch.
Just outside the town is a tiny little palm-island where there is a nice beach and a hotel. There is a small boat that transports people from christiansted to the island for rip-off prices..
We had a small rucksack, so I took the bag on the boat, while Torunn swam across. Torunn was already on the beach when I got to the island. It was a very good place to spend a day relaxing, there were lots of stingrays and fish right off the island.
Otherwise, there were many lazy days on the dock in Christiansted, where there was a micro brewery that produced St.Croix real ales. We often went to Fredriksted as Cy could not go a single day without having to go to his favorite beach on the other side of the island. Every time we had to stop to go to the store, it took an eternity. This was because we could not walk past a single person without Cy beginning to talk to them. It seems that most people on this island have been Cy`s pupil at some point, and those who have not know him anyway.
Christiansted fort

Christiansted fort

We started getting pretty good at making butter and tamarindjuice, and at night he baked a pizza for dinner for us.
When the weekend arrived Cy wanted to spend lots of time with us. It might have been the reason why I woke up early in the morning and saw that Cy was in our bedroom. I woke up to find him stroking me gently on the arm as he whispered that we had to wake up. I got a little shock, but accepted it as a cultural difference (between gay culture and heterosexual culture).
The breakfast was great, as usual. We had planned to stay with another couchsurfer that I had contacted before I actually contacted Cy. We figured it was best to stay with her for a few days as we had planned 3 days of partying, .Cy went to bed at eight o'clock every night, and had not given us a key to his house.
The girls in Christiansted

The girls in Christiansted

Celena was my age and a little more in tune with us (possibly because she was not twice as old as us, nor crazy).
She lived with 2 other young ladies who all worked as masseuses at a luxury hotel. They were very hospitable giving us both room, food and rum(...).
On the evening of the first day we got to be part of something we've never experienced before - Thanksgiving Celebration. It is something that Americans celebrate on November 22nd because the turkeys are extra juicy that day. We went with Celena and friends to a wonderful villa with an elderly American couple who would be responsible for food. They dished up a fabulous
All the girls love Stig

All the girls love Stig

turkey-meal and the best margaritas I've ever tasted. It was the perfect evening and a great place- The villa was close to the sea and had a view of a small island lying just off the main island.
We were lucky enough to attend "jump up" which is a popular local festival that happens about 4 times a year in St.Croix. ". Celena and friends were obviously going there, and all wore dresses with special colors typical St.Croix. Even Torunn borrowed a dress, So then I was suddenly the only one without St.Croix colors.
The solution came as the most gays shirt I've ever worn in my life. It had the right colors, but also had a deep neckline and looked like it would fit on a teenage girl.
I figured that no one knows me on St.Croix (except the people I'm going out with), so it could probably be a little funny wearing that shirt. My main concern was that the locals dont like gays and tend to beat them up, something that was not good since I looked very gay.
The Jump-up festival was fun, very fun to take in some local culture when we are on the island. There were lots of people, street food, steeldrum bands(Caribbean drums) and Mocko jumbees.
Mocko jumbees !

Mocko jumbees !

Mocko Jumbees are typical of St.Croix, and very special to see. There are some people on high stilts and special costumes with masks over their faces. They were very good at dancing even with stilts on. I would have stumbled after a minute.
At the waterfront we found a reggae concert and a bunch of cute girls who played with fire. First time I've seen girls who do a fireshow , there should have been more of them around.
The next day was our birthday . Torunn was 33 and I left the twenties and went into the thirties, finally an adult..
We started the day with 2 birthday dives on the reef at Salt River Bay - where Columbus first landed when he came to the Caribbean in 1492.
The reef was nice and colorful with lots of beautiful fish, and we managed to get very close to a sea turtle before he rushed on. They are incredibly elegant when they swim. They just float away without any worries (except for the local fishermen who are trying to kill them - shame on them!) .
The turtle we met

The turtle we met

Torunn and Stig under water in St.Croix

Torunn and Stig under water in St.Croix

After the dive we spent the rest of the day at the beach with Cy. It was a very relaxing place to celebrate our birthday. The waiter there sang the birthday song as an opera for us, and we got free ice cream.
We were there until sunset, then we went to Celena's house where they had prepared a small birthday party for us, another example of a good couchsurfer that spoils us!
It was actually quite sad to leave the island because we had so many new friends there!
The next island we were going to was Nevis. We had found a local "airline" that would take us there. They had direct flights to Nevis and were slightly cheaper than LIAT (which is the official Caribbean airline ). It was very difficult to get hold of someone from the company "Coastal air". There was no website, no e-mail and no information anywhere. All we had was a phone number where they never picked up the phone. After 5 days of trying to get hold of captain Mike, he called finally back (after I had left 50 messages). They are obviously not interested in getting passengers.
The plane was older than me and Torunn, and looked like it came straight out of the 70s. The captain Mike was at least 70 years old, and waddled away while we followed him into the plane. The inside of the plane was if possible even more retro than the outside. None of the belts seemed to work, which was just as well as some of the guys in the plane had lots of boxes and luggage on top of their laps.
This time I got to be co-pilot, which was actually very funny. I just hoped that Mike would not get a coronary or something in which case it would not have been as funny being co-pilot.

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