The Art of Being Elsewhere

And as it intensified dishes shattered. Chairs blew. Children cried. The guests and staff all crammed into the kitchen for shelter. It wasn’t chaos, just a collective moment of realizing: We are not in charge. Nature is.

Let’s get one thing straight: Norway was never on my travel list. Not even in the margins. Especially not in summer, when heat and I become mortal enemies and my luxurious fur turns into a portable sauna.

Another day stuck up here in the loft of my villa in the Seychelles. Raining again. Nothing to do but sort through my photo library—you know, the one documenting my globe-trotting career since 2018. That’s how long I’ve been on this party bus.

Taste the wonderful cheese at the FARM SHOP in the shire of Nannup