After sight-seeing in Lund, Agneta and I went to Malmö with her daughter, Niki and her boyfriend, Martin. Originally it was supposed to be a day trip (plus I had a list of things I wanted to see), but the weather was super gross and it was a Sunday, so it was decided we’d go in the early afternoon instead, about an hour before kick off. Continue reading
*Note: I am so, so sorry that I vanished for the last two weeks. I’ve been in Spain (!!!) for the last two weeks, but, unfortunately, the place I was staying in had no wifi. HOWEVER: I am in Madrid now, with all the wifi a girl could want and will finally continue one with catching you up with all the places I’ve been, people I’ve seen and things I’ve done.*
After our two days with the car*, we spent day three actually in Lund. Which, if you didn’t know, is one of the oldest cities in Sweden and has one of the oldest universities in Europe, as well as a historic church which contains the heart of Queen Mary’s son, who died on their visit in Lund. My reaction was kind of like this. Because why? Continue reading
My second day in Sweden taught me that my sense of direction (or, rather, lack thereof) is most likely genetic since Agneta and I spent two-ish hours driving around this area trying to find the church where some distant relatives are buried. We did eventually find it, and the church is small but gorgeous. Continue reading
This will be a quick post, I promise. I’m working on sorting out posts for the next few days, since I leave Monday (!!!) for Spain. Twenty-four hours by bus through England, France and Spain. WHO’S EXCITED? Before that happens, however, we have to get through Sweden (and then London). The great thing about Sweden is that it is so freaking photogenic it did most of the work for me. Note: I have a thing for water and flags. And Helsingborg had pleeeenty of both.
Apparently it’s not exactly easy to post about extended travels. Especially when each day was a trip in and of itself and how, exactly, do travel bloggers do it? How? Because after spending five days editing the first part of my pictures (it wasn’t just editing. There was catching up on Melissa & Joey and The Newsroom and Suits and stuff. Multitasking at its finest!), I’ve spent another three wondering how, exactly, was I supposed to start? Do I do the places I’ve gone and then separate posts for food? And what about all the pictures I took? On average, how many photos and words is a person willing to read in a blog post before they exit? (Have you already exited this post?) After thinking all of these deep, deep thoughts, I finally realized that I hadn’t actually started anything and the days were passing and so, here we are. With a lonely blog, a rambling blogger and lots to share under the cut. Continue reading