here’s that bedroom chandelier i sketched in my travel journal. i enjoyed staring up at it each night while i lay in bed, imagining where else it had hung, and who else had admired it.
in a burst of unprecedented speed yestereday, i came very close to reaching the travel journal finish line.
i found an ancient pack of glossy photo paper in my supply closet, so i revved up the printer and got busy. nothing takes care of a blank travel journal page better than a good old-fashioned photo. you heard it here first.
i’ll be taking pics of the rest of my pages and showing you what i mean soon.
one of the best parts of my trip to sweden is the friendship i’ve made with ingrid. after kindergarten making friends isn’t so easy anymore. and well, if you prefer the company of birds, trees, and cats to humans that doesn’t help either, but every once in a while someone unexpected comes along to change your anti-social mindset. we’re even texting each other! those of you who know my long standing hatred of the telephone will find this shocking. she sends me videos of moppa, so i can see how my dog is doing.
everyone should bring home from sweden at least one souvenir by way of china. v. important.
i’m pretty sure you’ll never want to travel with me if you like bolting out of bed at the crack of dawn with your guidebook in one hand and your list of must-see sights in the other. NOT that there is a single thing wrong with that. heck no.
my sister dottie and i are what are commonly known as lollygaggers. we operate on our own timetables and are immune to all forms of cajoling to move our arses into gear. except she is way worse than me. think of us like mules. the stubborn kind.
this could be annoying to the real movers and shakers of the world. v. annoying.
unless you’re really patient, like my other sister. she’s like a mule whisperer. sometimes she even makes me want to leave the house before sunrise. usually that involves some sort of enticement with food.
just think, if we leave the house early enough we can stop for sausage bisquits & jam at that cute little restaurant with the red-checked curtains!
we’ll just see how amenable i am to that in a few weeks when we head off on our great california road trip slash tidepool exploration.