Peter Bergdahl's Personal Blog

Coming home from work, just a couple of minutes from my home i noticed this hot air balloon.

I quickly went home, fetched the camera and quickly walked back to the balloon. Of course i forgot take a memory card so i had to go home again (very, very annoying). Nearly running i got back in time to take this photo hand held at 70mm.

Hot Air Balloon Pictures

The balloon is reflected in Truc Back lake which is near central Hanoi.

Another old image i “dug up” when organizing my old images.

My mothers English Springer Spaniel likes to play in the snow as should be obvious from this image. I pressed the shutter when she looked up at me after rolling in the snow and it looks like she’s thinking “What the heck are you looking at?”

English Springer Spaniel Playing in the snow

The dog is black and white and the background contains only snow so it looks like the image is in Black and White. The image is taken in Piteå in northern Sweden, just 1.5 hours drive from the arctic circle.

The name of the “star” in this image is “Maja” and she is now 9 years old (4 years when i took the image).

Let me know what you think, just make a comment to this post.

I’ve taken some time to organize my images lately and found this image i took a couple of years ago when i lived in Guangzhou in southern China.

I went out for some street photography and not far from my home i looked up and saw this window cleaner hanging on a thin rope and stretching all he could to reach the window.

If someone asked me to do it i would strongly object

Window Cleaner in Guangzhou, southern china

What do you think?

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This is a dramatic and hilarious but true story that happened two days ago and my conclusion is that my wife truly loves me.

This is what happened.

I’m currently living in Vietnam and my wife is at the moment in the USA. On Thursday i got a high fever and a cough and my wife was worried that i contracted the swine flu. She insisted that i go to a doctor but i didn’t listen (as usual), just told her not to worry.

Around 7.30pm local Vietnamese time i went to bed and slept like a dead horse. My wife tried to call me at least 50 times but i left my cellphone in another room and didn’t hear it. She panicked and called her brother who lives in Vietnam and told him to immediately go to my home to make sure i was alive and he did.

The problem was that my wife’s brother and the guard at the house didn’t have a key to enter my apartment. They started banging loudly at my door and i woke up after a while.

But i though it was my neighbors making noise or some construction work going on so I tried to fall asleep again. The banging didn’t stop however and I got furious. How can they be so stupid and make this kind of noise at 11.00pm. Meanwhile both my wife and her brother was pretty much sure I was dead because I didn’t open the door (my wife was on her brothers cellphone all the time).

On direct command by cellphone from my wife in the USA, they knocked down the door and came in to the apartment but I didn’t realize it until I heard voices in my living room. I went up from bed, and was surprised to meet a Vietnamese guard and my wife’s brother when I walked in to the living room.

He looked so upset that I asked what was going on and then he told me the whole story.

So while I was first sound asleep and later furious about the noise they made, my wife and her brother was nearly sure i was dead and the noise i was furious about was them knocking down the door to rescue me.

Well, the door is fixed, my fever is nearly gone and in hindsight I can conclude that my wife truly loves me and will do anything for me

Let me know what you think about this story by making a comment.

OK, so i managed to crawl out of bed to write this post but it will be short and somewhat unusual. Yesterday i got a mild cough and today it escalated to code red (crisis). I also have a high fever, hope it’s not the swine flu.

On top of this i’m stressed like mad because i’m so busy with work i don’t really have time to be sick.

But it’s not all bad, the real reason i’m stressed is that we got a huge contract a few days ago so i guess i’m stressed for a good reason.

So I’ve chosen to be happy anyway and i will now crawl back to bed and celebrate