One year. Three homes.

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This is where we live now. Our third home in 9 months.

Although it is only on the other side of town, everything is so brand new. In a thrilling way. Getting to know a new neighbourhood; the distance in minutes to the supermarket, which coffeeshops serve soy milk, memorizing the order of bridge-pub-post office on my way home, passing the bored-looking siberian husky surveying the street from his window; all whilst Aberdeen is dressed in a fine suit of autumny bright yellow.

The walk to the café in the morning has increased to the double and perhaps I ought to start taking the bus, but at the same time I feel too impatient to stand still and wait for the timetable to decrease so I rather walk. Me and my audiobooks, playing through J's headphones that I nick from him each morning (eventhough I know he hates it when I do as he thinks I am too reckless to be trusted with any set of headphones.)

So far, so good.

Skye ⇒ Glenfinnan ⇒ Glencoe ⇒ Aberdeen.

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When we woke up on Friday the weather was gloomy. I would almost say FINALLY, because the show we had witnessed the days prior just did not feel like the ~authentic~ Scotland – plus, don’t the landscapes look way cooler with those dark clouds hovering over them? I think YES. The greens greener and the blues bluer.

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It was time to hit the road again, this time driving down to Glencoe. So rather than leaving Skye the same way we arrived, via the bridge i.e., we wanted to take the ferry over to the mainland. We were lucky though, had it not been for a bus that had cancelled its spot on the ferry we would have to wait about 4hrs for the next available slot. So → piece of advice if you want to cross the water by ferry, call to book in advance!

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By mere coincidence, we crossed this church in Glenfinnan, tried the door and it was open. And empty. You could only hear the wind travelling through the stone walls.

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The interiors were really quite stunning.

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What we were really looking for in Glenfinnan was this viaduct though — RECOGNIZE IT ANYONE??

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As it turned out we probably did not choose the best viewpoint viaduct-wise, but nonetheless we chose the one with fewer tourists – and that’s always something!

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Really we were meant to spend one night in Glencoe before driving back home on the Saturday, but after trying just about every road + friendly passer-by's we simply could NOT find our hostel. Nor did we have any number to call for directions.

J jokingly said "maybe we should just drive back to Aberdeen". Me, longing for a cooked meal and a warm shower, took that joke a bit too seriously and we were soon on our way back to Aberdeenshire.


Aberdeen ⇒ Inverness.

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After a rather stressful morning of crossing town THREE times to get all the documents in order to pick up our rental car, we were on the road around noon to start our drive up towards Inverness.

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We stopped along the A96 in Keith to visit the Strathisla distillery. Now I am not overly intrigued of such places, but J had made a good choice (if it were up to him we'd have stopped at just about every distillery we crossed... which were PLENTY!) with Strathisla, as it is the oldest distillery still operating in Scotland and thus lacks that almost industrial feel you get from more modern complexes.

The tour was about £7.50pp and lasted for an hour, including a little whisky tasting at the end (or you can purchase a driver's set if you are behind the wheel.)

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Once in the highland capital, we literally made it around the city center before the rain started pissing down. This brought us into conversation with an elderly local who tagged along on a little pub crawl. First stop was the Castle Tavern, then on to the Market Bar (regarded as a bit of a hidden gem of the city - a teeny tiny pub in all wooden decor) and finally to Hootananny in time for a live session of traditional Scottish music.  

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When we rolled out of town the following day, the sun stood bright in the sky yet the chilly August air was indicating autumn's return. We drove along Loch Ness, onto Eilean Donan Castle and finally to Isle of Skye where we'd spend the next couple of days -- but that will be a post for another time.

A weekend with Mum & Dad_Pt 1: Stonehaven and 3 course meals.

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Last weekend these two travelled across the North Sea to spend the weekend with me. Mamma and pappa!!! On the Saturday we took the bus out to Stonehaven.

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On the Saturday we took the bus out to Stonehaven...

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... which is an adorable little fishing town about half an hour away from Aberdeen. This particular Saturday there was a carnival held at the city square.

It was of course far too crowded for us northern Swedes so we took the path down to the harbour.

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We proceeded up a hill...

... and reached the path to wander out towards Dunnottar Castle.

... and reached the path to wander out towards Dunnottar Castle.

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Passing by coconut-smelling flowers...

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... and grass-munching beauties.

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By the time we actually reached the castle, we did not really feel like paying the entrance fee to enter (me and Julien already went a few months ago and both felt like the surroundings were the better part of the experience). So instead we ate our packed lunch and watched the castle and its tourits from a distance.

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Afterwards we decided to be adenturous and climb down the steep hills to that gate through the cliff as you can see on the right. 

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Yes, this one!!

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I took this and showed my mother saying "you can go back to Sweden and claim we took a quick visit to Austria".. I mean, how Sound of Music does this not look??

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  Then it was definitely time for a strong cuppa coffee, so back to Stonehaven we went.

Back in Granite City, I cooked up a 3 course-meal including the sweet potato and black bean burgers with the infamous mango + ginger salsa. Holy yum!

The following day we walked around Aberdeen and I got a sunburn on my nose, but that will be a post for another day.

David Welch Winter Gardens.

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The other week on my day off, the sun was shining (which is a rare occurrence here in Scotland) so I decided to carpe the diem and go out for a walk along river Dee.

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With a coffee in one hand (obviously), camera in the other - I finally ended up in Duthie Park.

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My aim was to explore the David Welch Winter Gardens that are located within the park - and to my great delight I discovered there was not even an entry fee to be paid at the door!!
(I was thinking one would have to pay a pound or so, and thus darned myself for having not brought my Student ID, but that was clearly not needed = pleasant surprise!)

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Now there are way more than funny looking cactuses (what is the plural of cactus?! #helpaforeignerout)in there, but for whatever reason the photos from my DSLR seems to have vanished into thin air, so what is left is a bunch of iphone-photos. Amongst them these little creatures -- turtles!!! Which I by the way do hope don't get hit in the head when those coins are being thrown down there...

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 ... It must be a rather Scottish things, these Winter Gardens? I am fairly sure I have seen both Glasgow and Edinburgh having one too... It is a really cool concept though! 4/5 toasters for the Winter Gardens!

Olympus Trip 35mm/Autumn-Winter in Aberdeen.

Few things are as exciting as opening a folder of photos fresh out of being developed. This roll is from our first time here in Aberdeen.

Unfortunately, I did not think to pick the CD option when handing the rolls in, nor do I own a scanner, so bare with the shadow of my hand photographing the photos covering the right side of the photos - let us just say that it adds a more artsy feel, okay?

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We start off on Belmont Street. In traditional order, first photo with its light leak on the left hand-side. Passing by the graveyard of St Nicholas Kirk. This was just when we started learning about different styles of columns in Art History, but I doubt that is why I took this photo. From this hill by the Esplanade you get a fairly good view over the whole town + the sea. This is what I cross on my way to work in the mornings now. Not too bad, ey!  The first half of the autumn term, New King's was dressed in beautiful red.  Parts of this campus looks like its been copy-paste:ed from a book of fairy tales.  The final stop of the Picadilly Line... Aberdeen tube station! (Jk obviously, I have no idea what is up with this sign?!) From the steps leading to the train station/Union Square.  A February afternoon by the Esplanade. From a period where I stole a lot of Julien's tobacco in an attempt to ease my anxiety and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

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Passing by the graveyard of St Nicholas Kirk. This was just when we started learning about different styles of columns in Art History, but I doubt that is why I took this photo. From this hill by the Esplanade you get a fairly good view over the whole town + the sea. This is what I cross on my way to work in the mornings now. Not too bad, ey!  The first half of the autumn term, New King's was dressed in beautiful red.  Parts of this campus looks like its been copy-paste:ed from a book of fairy tales.  The final stop of the Picadilly Line... Aberdeen tube station! (Jk obviously, I have no idea what is up with this sign?!) From the steps leading to the train station/Union Square.  A February afternoon by the Esplanade. From a period where I stole a lot of Julien's tobacco in an attempt to ease my anxiety and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

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From this hill by the Esplanade you get a fairly good view over the whole town + the sea. This is what I cross on my way to work in the mornings now. Not too bad, ey!  The first half of the autumn term, New King's was dressed in beautiful red.  Parts of this campus looks like its been copy-paste:ed from a book of fairy tales.  The final stop of the Picadilly Line... Aberdeen tube station! (Jk obviously, I have no idea what is up with this sign?!) From the steps leading to the train station/Union Square.  A February afternoon by the Esplanade. From a period where I stole a lot of Julien's tobacco in an attempt to ease my anxiety and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

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The first half of the autumn term, New King's was dressed in beautiful red.  Parts of this campus looks like its been copy-paste:ed from a book of fairy tales.  The final stop of the Picadilly Line... Aberdeen tube station! (Jk obviously, I have no idea what is up with this sign?!) From the steps leading to the train station/Union Square.  A February afternoon by the Esplanade. From a period where I stole a lot of Julien's tobacco in an attempt to ease my anxiety and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

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Parts of this campus looks like its been copy-paste:ed from a book of fairy tales.  The final stop of the Picadilly Line... Aberdeen tube station! (Jk obviously, I have no idea what is up with this sign?!) From the steps leading to the train station/Union Square.  A February afternoon by the Esplanade. From a period where I stole a lot of Julien's tobacco in an attempt to ease my anxiety and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

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The final stop of the Picadilly Line... Aberdeen tube station! (Jk obviously, I have no idea what is up with this sign?!) From the steps leading to the train station/Union Square.  A February afternoon by the Esplanade. From a period where I stole a lot of Julien's tobacco in an attempt to ease my anxiety and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

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From the steps leading to the train station/Union Square.  A February afternoon by the Esplanade. From a period where I stole a lot of Julien's tobacco in an attempt to ease my anxiety and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

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A February afternoon by the Esplanade. From a period where I stole a lot of Julien's tobacco in an attempt to ease my anxiety and wondering what the heck I was doing with my life.  The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

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The whole purpose of me taking this photo was because of the epic cloud formations behind the clock tower... Genius move, obviously.  Oh well, another glimpse of columns! Doric ones!

As per usual, it turned out to be quite a mix of over exposure and blurriness, but that is part of the charm of film I reckon. Expecting the unexpected! The rest of the roll is from our trip to Dunnottar Castle, but that will be a post on its own.

CASTLE RUINS/DUNNOTTAR.

Although we have been meaning to, we haven't seen too much of Scotland outside of Aberdeen since we arrived here in September. But along came yesterday, and by some miracle, I had finished my essay before 9am (!!!) and the sun was blessing Aberdeen with its presence. As soon as Julien stepped through the door, I declared "we are going to for an adventure!".

Because if there is one thing I have learnt living in Scotland, you never know just how long the nice weather is going to last. When the sun shines - you act QUICKLY!!

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After a quick shower and brekkie, we headed off to catch the bus out to Stonehaven from Union Street. Thanks to a very informative post by Sydney, I already knew the drill. Kind of.

I spotted a group of American tourists at the very front of the double-decker (yes, that kind of seating definitely gives you off) and decided if we only followed them we would end up at the right place.

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Which was lucky, had it not been for them we would probably have missed the stop and ended up all the way in Dundee. The bus stopped seemingly in the middle of nowhere. The southern Frenchie was not too pleased with the winds that seemed to come in from the North Pole.

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And there it was - Dunnottar Castle! I kept imagining what it must have been like to live in such a place... Wow! I brought my film camera along so brace yourselves for the bombarding of photos- in a few weeks you will be sick and tired of seeing this castle!The entry fee to visit the castle is £6/person, which we both agreed was an interesting visit but perhaps a little too pricy. As expected, we preferred the parts of watching the scenery from a distance + our walk along the cliffs to little fisher town Stonehaven.

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I kept imagining what it must have been like to live in such a place... Wow! I brought my film camera along so brace yourselves for the bombarding of photos- in a few weeks you will be sick and tired of seeing this castle!The entry fee to visit the castle is £6/person, which we both agreed was an interesting visit but perhaps a little too pricy. As expected, we preferred the parts of watching the scenery from a distance + our walk along the cliffs to little fisher town Stonehaven.

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The entry fee to visit the castle is £6/person, which we both agreed was an interesting visit but perhaps a little too pricy. As expected, we preferred the parts of watching the scenery from a distance + our walk along the cliffs to little fisher town Stonehaven.

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But really, that could just be me and entry fees in general - be it to a club or a museum, I kind of feel pressured to enjoy places of which I have paid to enter. Do you know what I mean?

To prevent this post from being all too long, Stonehaven will get a post on its own. If this was a radio channel I would say - stay tuned! x

A long overdue Introduction.

I have just updated my “about me” page, I figure now that we are a couple of months in to this blog, it is time for me to introduce myself properly! I decided to copy paste it into a regular post too, you know, in case I want to change my about-page in a wee while it would be fun to still have this in the archives!

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My name is Linnea, only about the most common name amongst us early 90's kids back in the motherland. In the English speaking world however, it sometimes creates confusion.

But as one very wise Irish man once said, on a beach resort at Kho Phangan, after a few pronunciation-attempts (and fails) "Ahhh, so it is like LINEAR but without the R? Why didn't you just say so!" so alors, I am saying it now!

I grew up in a small village in the north of Sweden with a backyard consisting of thick fir forest and the ocean a mere kilometre away. I suppose the setting suited me perfectly, as I was very shy as a child. I much preferred my own company, getting caught up in some book, writing tiny novels or making radio shows on the tape recorder with my best friend, than the brutal unpredictability that other kids could impose.

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I have blogged sporadically for about 8 years now, like most of my fellow Swedes I reckon. This blog came into being as I was sat writing this post, but in Facebook-album format, and realized that I really missed having a place to collect my photos and ideas on.

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Travelling is my big love. When I was about 10 I started an exchange of letters with my oldest cousin, 24 years my senior. Through postcards of a Tokyo in full cherry bloom or an Irish necklace for good fortune, she would create a passage for the world to come through all the way to my post box up in the woods of the north.  Of course I did not know it then, but I believe these letters are part of what strives me in my unsaturated curiosity of this world we live in.

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I have always loved to get creative in the kitchen, hence food is a big part of this blog. Ironically, I used to be such a real fussy eater as a kid,  pasta and ketchup was pretty much what my diet consisted of. These days I will eat just about anything. Except meat of course. Having been a vegetarian for years, I am aiming to eat as much vegan as possible – and so all recipes on this blog are veganproof.

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I am really good at imitating accents (although my boyfriend claims I do a terrible French one), I hate to make official phone calls and I am a compulsive coffee drinker (a very Swedish trait). I like to explore google maps street view-function and I constantly doodle in my notebooks. Oh, and I love using parentheses! (Like a lot.)

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At present I reside in Aberdeen where I study Art History and French, and this year with some Sociology on the side. Despite the seagulls stealing your food and the oftentimes miserable weather, Granite City grows on me everyday.

There we have it! If you have any queries at all, do not hesitate to drop me a line in the box below!

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