Here’s my new home city. After three days of drip-drip-drip-nose and fever (and no New Years party for me) I finally got to explore the city centre a bit today. And shop at HEMA, of course. Now it’s back to the sofa to rest and eat some more tomato soup, good night!
soundtrack: Tina Dico - Room With a View
The first morning is a slow one. The lingering cold has finally hit, so now it’s sipping tea and cold meds before (hopefully) getting to Amsterdam for a New Years Party with a friend.
Happy New Year!
What’s more love than your friends offering to come to Holland in June to pick you up because surely all the shoes you will have bought by that time will never fit your suitcase?
Note to self: UHT milk - not a good idea. Might come out from the carton in clumps. It’s normal milk or black coffee for my lactose challenged tummy from now on. And nothing wrong with black coffee, especially with a couple m&m’s..
Yep, I am in Holland baby.
soundtrack: Sara Genn - Surrender
Tomorrow is the last day and the last errand to run: a pile of passport photos. Then the last dinner with family, last drinks with friends. On Tuesday my flight to Holland. There’s a little travel fever. It feels good to leave now.
soundtrack: The wombats - Is This Christmas?
Each thing crossed off my list lightens my step a little. Now (almost) everything is done and I am off for a week of Christmas holiday away from Helsinki. Then it’s time to pack my bags and head to the Hague for new adventures. I promise to blog and photograph a lot next year!
Have a very nice Christmas everyone!
soundtrack: Tina Dico - Sacre Coeur
This week will be so busy. Need to steal some quiet morning moments.
Putting things in boxes feels strange. I am already missing my best friend. I don’t know how I will cope not talking to her everyday. The excitement is somewhere underneath waiting now. Change is the strangest thing.
So here are the failings of the shopping strike. The black shirt (September) was something I really needed (err.. right) and accessories (two scarves) were even permitted in ‘the rules’. Everything was going pretty well until late November I found the most perfect jeans in history and my friend told me to buy two pairs, because that’s how perfect (+cheap) they were. Why was I even in the shop? Because my friend needed to find jeans for herself, which she didn’t.
But even failing, the strike has had some effects on me. The jealousy over other people’s shopping is gone. I feel guilty of buying just about anything. I’d rather have money in my savings/emergency fund (so grown up). I think I will continue by only buying what I absolutely need and now that I have the jeans I don’t really need anything.
However, I want:
- A warm long grey cashmere cardigan from Zara
- A long string of pearls like Carrie had in the Sex and the City movie (watching movies is bad for you!)
P.S. More successful: Holly is stopping shopping
soundtrack: with light there is hope
donker dark
hemel sky
vermoied tired
dag day
koud cold
sneeuw snow
Trying out the Post it -study method. Somehow Dutch makes me want to write all substantives with Capitals, like in German, got to watch out for that.
Today’s phrases for you:
Wie weet.. Who knows..
Veel plezier! Have fun!
More tomorrow, perhaps. I have an art history exam in a week and suddenly studying Dutch became so much more appealing.
soundtrack: tina dico - in the red
If you buy one record get In The Red.
Every song is just perfect.
This is not my ceiling.
I just can’t sleep.