You know when you’re introduced to a new person, and after just a few minutes of talking you’re thinking ‘Gosh, feels like I’ve known her/him forever!’. Anyway, that’s what it was like first time I met Charlotta, a girl that just like me was totally new at ICOM/IKEA. We quickly developed a special kinship, and when she a year later moved up to Stockholm a part of me was heartbroken. That was three years ago and during that time we’ve done our best to keep in touch. This weekend she came down for a visit and as always I’m struck by how awesome and fun she is, and how rare and beautiful certain friendships can be.
A picture from a summer party four years back. And look Charlotta, neither of us have aged at all! 😉
I’m short and hate wearing heels. Yet every year I end up looking for shoes with a little bit of height, telling myself they’ll be comfy. I purchase a pair, give them a try, end up in pain, and then toss them into the fail-pile.
These babies have been living in my closet for two years not, without me spending so much as an hour in them.
… And ended with dinner at Bryggeriet in Ystad:
(Ystad was charming as ever – who can resist a town that names one of their streets ‘Trickster-alley’?):
Four more weeks of work and then it’s time for two weeks of vacation 🙂
I remember the day my mom turned 40 as if it were yesterday. Needless to say, it almost felt surreal when she turned 60 this Easter. To celebrate the event we decided to find a nice place where we could salute her properly. After much research, we settled for Playa Ingles, Canary Islands. We found a resort that prohibited people under the age of 18. And on the 5th of May off we went.
The resort tuned out to be surprisingly nice; with large, modern rooms overlooking the pool, complete facilities supplying us with a restaurant/bar, a gym, a Spa – even a grocery store.
Unlike most Swedes, I’d never been to the Canary Islands, and it turned out to be a rather pleasant surprise. Most of the time we spent at the resort, perhaps taking a walk to the “shopping center” close by, splurging on espressos and tax-free cosmetics. One of the days we rented a car and went driving in the mountains, enjoying the view and all the small picturesque villages along the way. The only thing reminiscent of the Island’s glory days was how people behaved in the sun, i.e. no fear of Melanoma. Around the pool the air would be heavy of coconut oil and cigarette smoke – a blend of fragrances I haven’t been familiar with in decades.
We stayed for a full week and honestly I’d be happy to do so again. When Roger and I travel we usually spend most of our time walking and exploring. But once in a while it can be nice to lounge about in the shade, experience the delights of a midday Siesta, and forget all about following an itinerary.
It’s been almost six months since I wrote my last post. Back then, I though I’d keep this blog going although I was back in Sweden. Then work began. After a six month hiatus, it turned out to be a bit of a shock. Suddenly, weekends were all about meeting friends, working out and doing laundry. Updating a blog sled further and further down on my list of priorities.
Obviously, I’m writing this is because I’ve reconsidered.
First, I’m back in the roll of things at work and feel like, ‘Why yes, why shouldn’t I use some of those precious commuter hours writing posts?'(Uhm, suppose I can sleep once I’m dead).
Second, many of my friends and family live abroad. Now yet another one is leaving the country. Having a blog is a great way to keep people in the loop. Besides, this is how we live today – like citizens of the world – changing continents like nomads.
And third, I miss documenting snippets from day-to-day life.
Next post, Canary Islands!
I must say, it feels surprisingly good to be back. We landed on Saturday and got picked up at the airport by dad and AC. They surprised us by having decorated our apartment with a tree and filled our fridge with all kinds of food and x-mas goodies. A very sweet welcoming indeed.
Since then it’s been a pretty hectic week of running errands, catching up with much-missed friends and trying to get rid of this insane jet-lag (which I’m still struggling to shake).
Today is x-mas and I can’t wait to spend the entire day stuffing myself on fake “julskinka” and hanging out with my family. Merry x-mas everyone!