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Aug 13, 2016

Summer dissolves in my mouth and I can't remember what it tasted like.

(Title quote: Zoë Lianne, "Erasure".)

And so summer passed in a blur of undistinguishable days and weeks. Tomorrow I'm heading back to Stockholm and I'm certainly feeling melancholic (to say the least). Such a quick and strange summer it has been. I spent all of it (save for these past few nights) at my summer house, which we always used to do when I was younger. For the past couple years, we've only been out for a handful of weeks due to complaining siblings, my moms work, travels... there's always been something going on.

This year, it's been absolutely wonderful to live out there for so long. I've worn nothing but denim cutoffs, old t-shirts and Birkenstocks, my hair thrown up in messy arrangements, my make-up bag barely touched. I had the epitome of an idyllic summer job, running a small countryside café, where I could hang around and read books, sitting in front of a crackling fire on cold, rainy days, and outside in a blooming garden when the sun was shining.

I've gone swimming at sunset, cliff-diving into an ocean filled with jellyfish (conquering my fears hurrah!), hiking with the dogs and my sister deep into the nature reserve where everything is raw and untouched, running past fields and forest and more fields. I'm very thankful for all the serenity and happiness nature has bestowed upon me, hopefully it will take a long while before these things are depleted.

It hasn't been a very warm or eventful summer, but magical nonetheless. Thought I would just pile all the pretty pictures I've taken below, without rhyme or reason. It looks as mildly chaotic and unstructured as my summer has been.





























 Back to reality, I guess.








May 13, 2016

♡ May Snapshots ♡


Long weekends = going home to spend some time with our newest family member, Macy, and breathing in the country air. 



Everything is gloriously beautiful outside.


I also came to the conclusion that my country house is where want to be this summer. 




♡ ♡ ♡ Puppies ♡ ♡ ♡

And so all of a sudden, the most magical time of the year arrived
- and it truly is magic; the way the sunlight filters through leafy branches, the way the streets are littered by white cherry dust...the sweet smell of the spring air at 9 pm.
It's soft, it's healing.
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Other great things: Binge-reading Sarah J Maas' Queen of Shadows and A Court of Mist and Fury, and Veronica Maggio's new album, which speaks to me on every level; sonically and lyrically. I'm in love.  ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡ ♡


May 1, 2016

Spring Break in Paris pt.3 - A little bit of everything



The third day in Paris promised temperatures upwards of 18 degrees and a decent amount of sunshine, which is exactly what you want when planning to stroll around the entire city. We started off by eating amazing falafel in the Marais and people-watching in the Place des Vosges, and generally taking it a bit easy. We then walked towards the Musee D'Orsay but once there, the queue was very long and we didn't feel quite up to it.

Instead, we picked up some coffees, and I even managed to find a vegan muffin at Le Pain Quotidien, in order to give us some energy to walk the rest of the way over to the Eiffel Tower. 
We sat in front of the Eiffel tower for a good hour, laughing at the ridiculous poses that people pull and eating macarons (well, Olivia did). It was really relaxing even if there were a ton of people around.

Now, we somehow decided to completely shun the public transportation system this trip and were adamant about walking everywhere. So we ignored our aching feet and headed across the Seine over Pont Alexandre III, which is easily the most extravagant of the Paris bridges. Seeing as we were "quite" close to Champs-Élysées and the Arc de Triomphe, we thought why not and decided to push ourselves even further. 

Let's just say I was limping back to the hotel later in the evening, after eating french fries (the only vegan option...) at a typical brasserie. 

Walking everywhere, even though it kills your feet, is the best way to see as much of any city as possible and gives you so many chances to stumble upon things you hadn't thought to check out...so it's totally worth it. 











XXX
Alice

Apr 20, 2016

Spring Break in Paris Pt.2 - Versailles

On the second day of our Paris trip, Saturday the 2nd of April, we decided to take the RER-train out to Versailles for the day. While planning the trip, we agreed pretty early on that Versailles was a total must-see for us. I have never been before and I absolutely love castles and especially the beautiful gardens that accompany them, and Versailles is supposed to be the queen of castles, right?
The castle of Versailles is only around a thirty minute train ride from the city center so it's the perfect little day trip to take.

We arrived sometime before noon, dressed in summer clothes despite it being a little too cold and carrying a bag filled with food in the hopes of being able to picnic in the gardens somewhere. The queues to get in weren't long at all and since EU-citizens under the age of 26 get in for free, it took us no time at all to get in. The inside is all gilded rooms and velvet-everything, which is as always beautiful to look at it in all its opulence, but it's certainly the history and the sheer hugeness of it that makes Versailles special. 








It was a gloomy Saturday and the sky seemed to promise rain at any time, so our dreams of picnicking were slightly squandered. We did end up eating our lunch by one of the fountains, but it was cold and it even started raining for a bit so it ended up being a hurried affair.
Instead, we took a long wander around the gardens and oh my, they are never-ending. We could've easily continued walking for many more hours. Some sunshine would've probably made the gardens completely magical but they were still pretty on such a dull day.










We also checked out the Petit Trianon, which is a smaller castle on the grounds which Marie Antoinette used to escape court-life. I was apparently a little to chilled to take pictures, though.
We took the train back to Paris a little later after strolling around the village of Versailles, which is filled with beautiful houses that I wanted to live in.

All our evenings have been devoid of photographs, but I can tell you that we had dinner at a cozy Mexican restaurant in the heart of Saint Germain des Prés before walking back trough a downpour back to our hotel for the night.

The day trip I'll be taking next time I'm in Paris will be to Monet's gardens in Giverny, which I'm dying to see.
xxx
Alice