Favourite Photogs: Paul Paxford

I linked back to Paul Paxford‘s site ages ago, but I figured it wouldn’t hurt to have him in the ‘Favourite Photogs’ list. If you hadn’t caught on by now, I kind of really like football. (Or soccer. It totally depends which continent we’re on. Or which team we’re talking about. I have a system in place, ok?) At Pitch Side Photo, Paxton does an amazing job of capturing non league football. And I do mean amazing.  Even though these matches might not take place in big stadiums or in front of roaring crowds, he makes this simplicity a good thing, an intimate and warm thing and shows us just how dramatic and heartfelt football at this level is. 

Sunset Boulevard

Over the weekend I ended up with an evening where everyone I knew was already busy and I didn’t want to spend the evening at the house. Which was when I realized that some of my photography equipment had started to gather dust and remembered someone telling me that the Temple of Debod is really nice to photograph at sunset. Which also sounds kind of touristy  and whatnot, but I figured it’d be nice to have some alone time with my camera and so packed my bag and headed out and enjoyed the sunset. Just me, my camera and a ridiculous amount of couples with their tongues’ down each other’s throats as they took selfies for their new profile pictures. 

International Women’s Day (Also: The Story of My Mother)

I don’t normally post on Saturdays,  but since it’s International Women’s Day (well, when I started this post, it was), I figured, “Why the heck not?” and so here we are.  (To be completely honest, I really just wanted to post for my Things I’m Loving bit because I found so many cool things that were so relevant to today, so I actually have nothing real planned out to write, so bear with me! Also check out everything below because they are super neat and awesome and inspirational and kick ass women doing things!)

I have to say that I was lucky growing up and being a girl. I mean, ridiculously, superbly, out of this world lucky. Of course, that’s not something I knew at the time and wasn’t until I left home and started talking to people and started expanding my reading and hearing people’s stories. But, I was. Starting off with my mother.

“Real Madrid is a global idea, something that is worth all the effort.”

This weekend was all about meeting and making new friends. Which is great because I like people and meeting new people is awesome, especially new people with shared interests. Saturday was El Clasico aka Not a Good Day for Livers Everywhere. I met up with Melissa, a fellow Madridista, at the Santiago Bernabéu on Saturday afternoon for the tour and then to watch the match at a nearby restaurant where we sat among other fans and all took part in yelling at the TV together. Bonding at its finest. 

Goodbye Stockholm/Hello Linköping

Our second day in Stockholm consisted of me forgetting my water bottle in the fridge after we’d dropped the keys off (followed by two weeks of me occasionally going, “I really wish I had my water bottle,” to the annoyance of Vimbai), exploring more of Gamla Stan, heading to Drottninggatan to see if I could maybe find a water bottle (I didn’t. It was too soon and my standards high.) as well as a place to print off our tickets for our football match later that day in Linköping.