Baltic Project Communications Officer
When my father was 16 years old he sat up on his bike and rode down the city hills of Gothenburg towards the harbour. There he signed up as a crewmember on a disembarking ship. So while growing up I naturally heard his stories of life on the seven seas – sleeping in bunk beds, getting a tattoo (an anchor with a duck´s head) and watching live American wrestling – over and over again. When I was 5 he took me deep sea fishing. My first catch ever was an anglerfish. It was so ugly – it looked like a monster from hell. I started crying.
It was obvious I was not cut out for the life of a fisherman, but I loved the sea.
Many people consider the screams of the seagull as annoying. For me it’s the sound of home. I love the smell of salt water and the scent of sundried algae. I love the feeling of breaking the water surface on a warm summer’s night. Working for Oceana gives me a chance to influence how we preserve and protect the source of all these things – the ocean.