So our last moments in Brussels were spent drinking our last belgian beers in the bus to the airport. The consisted of a lot of running around, quick visits to the swedish embassy (Ikea,) and some less than ideal sleeping situations. Next: A couple days relax, then back to our base on the Swedish west coast...
Tuesday, August 31, 2010
'B' is for Brussels?
So our last moments in Brussels were spent drinking our last belgian beers in the bus to the airport. The consisted of a lot of running around, quick visits to the swedish embassy (Ikea,) and some less than ideal sleeping situations. Next: A couple days relax, then back to our base on the Swedish west coast...
Friday, August 27, 2010
Waiting
Thursday, August 19, 2010
Water
Sunday, August 15, 2010
Tuesday, July 20, 2010
CREATIVE Writing
Well as it stands, I am without a camera, and therefore have no way of providing any visual examples of the beauty of the Swedish west coast. I guess that is my motivation for an attempt to paint a picture with the only medium currently available to me: words.
As the sun begins to set, (around 2200 hours,) one doesn't really appreciate quite how far north one is. It isn't until a couple hours and maybe a movie, or a few chapters of a book later, that you look outside to see that the first star at dusk remains the only star in the ever evening sky. Darkness is only relative to the density of the clouds during those hours around 0000.
So in the opposite way a day ends, the next begins early, well before I have woken up. Rapidly changing, unpredictable weather has been the inconstant constant: Clear evenings followed by rainy mornings, with who knows what after lunch. It keeps everything green. Abundant patches of wild blueberries, and the odd group of golden chanterelle mushrooms top the mossy carpets that thrive in the damp atmosphere sustained by the pine forests. The countless granite outcrops and cliffs, are coated with lichens, matt black to fluorescent greens and yellows. Dissecting all this into hundreds of islands and inlets are the frigid waters of the Skagerrak. Part of the body of water that divides the North and Baltic seas. Its waters, far from the crystal waters of the tropics, a deep cloudy blue.
Thats what I've seen so far anyway.
Friday, July 9, 2010
New Horizons
The time has come for a change of scenery. Rising temperatures in Spain means that the landscape is beginning to turn a shade of brown, amplifying the call of 'the greener grass', bringing me to Sweden. Along with an invitation and the prospect of new friends, new culture and new challenges made it a great choice for a summer destination.
So from here I will hopefully become more diligent with my updates, and have experiences to share. I will let you know in couple of weeks...
Saturday, June 12, 2010
Down Time

We all have something that we tend to invest the majority of our waking hours in. Be it a passion, job, or unescapable commitment, the time it consumes is not really thought about until it has to be spent somewhere else: Normally due to obligation. Days that had once been occupied by said activity, become entirely open to countless options that we had never considered. Often the first days go to waste because of the lack of the established order we all depend on. It is so easy to adopt a routine, following it for years on end, that the first indications of change are not often welcome. We get comfortable with knowing what we are going to do day to day and the chance to plan something different is rarely relished. We should in fact be constantly on the look out for these opportunities to bring us some variety. We can get so caught up in a single aspect of our lives that we close ourselves off to any possibility of new experiences.
It is important to take advantage of this down time. We will always get better, find another job, or discover a new pursuit that will found a new routine, once again leaving few precious moments for anything else.
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