Bits & Pieces – Kristina edition

Let’s be honest, haven’t most of these been Kristina editions?  She’s a pretty good pick-me-up.

I feel run down today. Neither my head or my heart are in school any longer. How do people survive grad school?? Masochists, the lot of them. I just want to be done and move onto the nightmare of facing my student debt (this statement is going to come back to haunt me, I know that).

My 30th birthday will be here before my undergrad diploma and no matter how many times people tell me “it’s just a number” or “you’re almost there,” I feel disheartened and wish I had started my post-secondary career a bit sooner. But I find it helps to look at these pictures and remind myself that I wouldn’t have met most of the most important people in my life had I followed a different timeline.

Kristina highlights:
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February 22, 2105 – at the Hortus Botanicus. 

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oh boy, was I sick here? allergies maybe? those are some dark circles. 

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a case against light denim and wet bike seats.
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attentive bar staff.

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February neighbourhood highlights:

They can’t ALL be KPax.

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amsterdam’s second best slice of apple pie.
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best/most dangerous reading nook.
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local celebrity.
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My “office” at two for joy. I need to find myself a study joint in Vancouver! recommendations welcome.
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i’m agitated just looking at this! i do not have the thrifting gene. 
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lovely lucinda. 

Ah, writing this has cheered me up a little.

Speaking of writing, my editorial internship at Western Living is going very well.  I’ll pull together a full portfolio, including print stuff once I’m done at the end of March, but in the meantime here is what I’ve been working on for the web!

 

 

Bits & Pieces – Kristina edition

This day last year: February 8

Happy Family Day, fellow BC residents! In an effort to remember how truly spectacular 2015 was, I’ll be checking in every once and a while to see what I was up to this time last year.

February 8, 2015 marked the beginning of two important friendships.

I bought this little beauty:

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The Spruce Goose! RIP. 

And re-connected with this little devil:

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Troublemaker extraordinaire.

Oh, 2015 Sally. I wish I could warn you just how ineffectual the brakes on your new bike are, but you’ll figure it out quickly.

Tot ziens for now!

This day last year: February 8

A brief hello from Stockholm.

I’ve been to 6 countries in the last 55 days and have struggled to find the time to sit down and write. Mostly because I’ve been in or on planes/trains/cars/beaches/mountains/pubs rather than in cafes, but also because it is difficult to reckon with the fact that my six months are rapidly coming to an end and I’ll be home in ten days. There is more to come, though I suspect it will be written from memory in my Vancouver apartment. In the meantime, here is a link to my Instagram account, which I have been much better at keeping up to date with my adventures.

(…please excuse any mild cursing or impolite content…)

Swinging in Ljusterö.
Swinging in Ljusterö.

See you soon, Canada ❤️

A brief hello from Stockholm.

Ireland: Part 1

How is it already June 18? Is this a trick??

What a wild month and a bit since I last checked in! I finished up all that pesky schoolwork I came over here to do and have barely stopped moving since. I have so many stories I want to tell properly, but that requires having the time to sit down and type them out and I haven’t been alone since May 28. I promise to get to them eventually, but in the meantime, please enjoy a brief photo recap of the last two days of May.

Months ago when Kristina, my beautiful belligerent Swede, came to visit, we talked hypothetically about meeting up in Ireland when I finished studying. After many emails back and forth about dates, possible routes, and the addition of her lovely beau Scotty, it fell into place and on May 28 we all hopped planes to Dublin, a train to Killarney, and a car through the windy roads of Western Ireland. It pleases me to no end that after meeting in Canada and moving to Sweden and Amsterdam, we were all able to reconvene in an entirely new place. I like this world.

Train Buddies
Train Buddies.
View outside our B&B in Killarney.
View outside our B&B in Killarney.
Muckross Abbey. A rather pretty spot to be buried.
Muckross Abbey. A rather pretty spot to be buried.
In her element.
In her element.
Can't get enough of this lil' cutie.
Can’t get enough of this lil’ cutie.
Tiny stalactite forming in Muckross Abbey.
Tiny stalactite forming in Muckross Abbey.
Ring of Kerry.
Ring of Kerry.
Photo stolen from Scott Bolton
Photo stolen from Scott Bolton
Portmagee, home of delicious fish and chips.
Portmagee, home of delicious fish and chips.

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Walk to the Kerry Cliffs
Walk to the Kerry Cliffs.
Vertigo inducing.
Vertigo inducing.
Meeting dogs at every opportunity.
Meeting dogs at every opportunity.

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Beach at Kenmare.
Flower filled beach in Kenmare.
Power couple.
Power couple.
Why such different colours?? I find Ireland's geology very intriguing.
Why such different colours?? Ireland’s geology is very intriguing.
Stopped to stretch our legs in Killarney National Park
Stopped to stretch our legs in Killarney National Park.

Ever changing topography.
Ross Castle
Ross Castle.
Killarney National Park.
Killarney National Park.

So much green. So much beauty. So many more stories to tell. Soon.

Next time: channeling Frodo through the Wicklow Mountains.

xoxoxo

Ireland: Part 1

Tiptoe Through the Tulips

Several weeks ago, while my parents were visiting, we trekked our way to the airport and then onto a bus that took us to the world renowned Keukenhof Gardens. Granted, it was a cold, windy day and it was a bit too early in the season to see the fields in all their glory, but the three of us left a bit disappointed.

Lone strip of blooms.
Lone strip of blooms in the distance.

The flowers in the garden itself were beautiful, and the varieties of tulips were very impressive, but it just felt very sterile and touristy. I wanted a redo. I wanted to be blinded by colour. I wanted to see with my own two eyes what I’d seen on a million postcards. But I had no idea where to go, since the fields are not in the city. Luckily I’m an excellent google-er, and within mere minutes of this bee entering my bonnet, I found a website dedicated to Holland Cycling!  Go figure.

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Click through for link to full route instructions!

On April 23, I rounded up a gaggle of some of my favourite international ladies and we hopped a train to Voorhout, via Haarlem. According to the route plotted out above, the 38km loop can be done in 2.5 hours. I have no idea if this is true. We got lost a few times, took pictures at nearly every field we saw (each one was a different colour combo, how could we not??) and stopped for a 5-star picnic lunch along the way. It was, without a doubt, one of the highlights of my trip so far.

A word of warning for anyone planning to try this for themselves, the numbered path markers on the Bloemen Route don’t go in numerical order and the signs are not always easy to spot. In the end, we were on the road for 4+ hours and only covered about 1/3 of the route. Thank you again, Beth, for taking over navigation… I regret nothing.

We saw this little guy before we saw any flowers. A good omen.
We saw this little guy before we even saw any flowers. A good omen.
Proud representatives of Canada, Sweden, Denmark and Australia.
Proud representatives of Canada, Sweden, Denmark and Australia.
Can anyone identify these? They smelled wonderful.
Can anyone identify these? They smelled wonderful. *Editor’s note! They are a fancy daffodil called “Cheerfulness” known for their very fragrant blooms. Mystery solved!
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Breathtaking.
Fisheye photo by Beth McIntyre.
Fisheye photo by Beth McIntyre.
Shutterbugs on the loose. Photo by Line Kvartborg Vestergaard.
Shutterbugs on the loose. Photo by Line Kvartborg Vestergaard.
Picnic extravaganza!
Picnic extravaganza!
This was where my film camera died 😞
This was where my film camera died 😞
Photo by Beth McIntyre
Photo by Beth McIntyre
Photo by Beth McIntyre
Photo by Beth McIntyre
Smell-o-vision required. Photo by Lucinda Bourke.
Smell-o-vision required. Photo by Lucinda Bourke.

As an end to a perfect day, we stopped for dinner in Haarlem on the way home, where we found what I assume is the world’s scariest ferris wheel. The cages spun! I loved it.

😬😆😃
😬😆😃
Tiptoe Through the Tulips

Solo Adventures: Museum Van Loon

I was thinking this morning that I hadn’t done anything particularly Amsterdam-y in a while, so I decided to put my Museumkaart to good use and and check out the Museum Van Loon. It is in an old canal house on Keizergracht that was built in 1672 and then bought as a wedding present (hint hint, parents! one day 😉) for the Van Loon’s, co-founders of the Dutch East India Company, in 1884. It’s rather spectacular. Turns out colonizing the world helps pay for some really beautiful upholstery.

As someone with a serious impulse to snoop and touch things that don’t belong to me, I loved it. There weren’t many other people around, so I had the chance to be in each of the 10 rooms by myself for a bit. I didn’t sit on any of the chairs or beds (because they had strings blocking my way. Rude.) but I couldn’t resist opening a cupboard or two when the hinges cooperated. It was just all so neat and beautifully maintained; it felt like the owners could stride in any second and make me feel horribly lower class. What more could I ask?

The Red Drawing Room
The Red Drawing Room

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Breaking the silence…

to report that it was so sunny and beautiful out today that I overheated biking in a cardigan and a thin jacket. After days upon days of rain, gloom and wind that blows you sideways, this is an extremely welcome change. Also, I almost crashed my bike earlier because I got distracted by a hotdog stand. Not quite firing on all cylinders today.

I have been planning out so many posts in my head and on scraps of paper to put up on here, but it seems like every time I tell myself that tonight is the night I’ll finally sit down and write, someone asks if I’d like to go grab a beer. Guess which scenario wins?? My time here is going by too quickly. I’ve already passed the half way mark at school, which means a little less beer and a little more library time for the next few weeks. It’s easy to forget that’s why I’m here…

This has been a bit of a boring update. In lieu of a longer ramble, here are a bunch of my favourite photos from the past few weeks (in reverse order):

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Stolen from @maiholdom

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Breaking the silence…