I’m so sorry, that I haven’t been more active this last couple of months. I just didn’t feel, that I had anything to write about, and in a weird way, that’s also a good thing, because at least there’s nothing terrible happening in my life. With that said, I’m going to change, and I think I’ll write more posts in the next period of time, due to well, loads of sparetime. Tomorrow, we’re going to start sailing around in Denmark for two weeks, and here I plan on (besides spending time with my friend, Mie, who arrives tomorrow,) focusing a bit more on my writing again. It’s been a while, since I’ve actually worked on something, and I’d like to do that again, since writing seems to be the only thing I’m remotely good at.
Anyway, thursday we returned from Italy, where we’d (me, my mum, Thomas and Alma) spent 10 days both among the beautiful hills, covered in vineyards and the pretty, colourful cities of Toscana. We visited both Firenze, Lucca, Siena, Pisa, Cinque Terre (which basically is 5 cities, along the Italian coast) and other smaller, but not less charming, Italian towns.
The trip was wonderful. People were nice, the food was good (what you want to keep your eyes up for, is the restaurants with the “slow food” sticker on its door. This is a thing , that was created in protest against the fastfood chains starting to appear in Italy, and is basically organic, healthy food, which is created from fresh, non-processed ingredients, right in the kitchen before it’s served to you. So literally, how food should always be.) Especially the weather was amazing! 35-40 celcius everyday, 24-28 in the evenings. Of course that’s a bit warm, when your vacation is basically walking around in cities, but whatever. We had a pool, anyway.
What I love about a country like Italy is their way of building cities, houses, walls; Their architecture. Both their astonishing churches, the lovely narrow streets, the pastel coloured houses, the balconies covered in flowers and cactuses. It has such alluring charm, and it just makes me want to buy a little flat (I know, that they’re probably crazy expensive) with a tiny balcony in one of those narrow streets. Then everyday I’d go to the same little grocerystore, a couple of streets away from my apartment, and I’d have a little chat with the owners, buy some fresh greens, grab a juice and then I’d write all day.
Anyway, I actually just wanted to share my pictures with you guys. And be aware – There’s a lot of pictures of houses and narrow streets!
I think I’ll post the rest later.