bits & pieces of my travels
Cambridge is ungraspable, uncontainable. The universe condensed into this small space, streets squeezed and teaming. An explosion. Cobblestones and pavement, the river and the green, the boats and the cows, the history, the High Street. It’s eating gelato on the stone wall and racing on a bike to catch the train to Ely for [...]
Oxford is stone, brown, beige, wide open. Quiet, clean. Bursting with stories. My last short trip exploring before being uprooted from this country. __ The Friday that we finally made the two hour drive from Cambridge to Oxford was grey and cold, the kind of day where it might rain any second, yet later [...]
Grenen is white, blue, green, light, empty space, spotless sky. Cold sand, violent, clashing sea. A baby seal. A blanket in the sun. End of Denmark, end of the world. ___ Day 2, Skagen, Denmark (Saturday) Grenen, the northernmost tip of Denmark, was a quick, paved ride from Skagen center past heather fields and [...]
Skagen is bright, white, yellow houses, red. Red roofs, red on the harbor, a red lamp. Old pinewood floors and a pink hydrangea bush. Guitar band and Danish dancing. Those Were the Days. Cool and quiet. Lit-up-see-through-houses at night. Bursts of light. Soft and cold sand is wet. A double rainbow over red roofs [...]
Wild Ravenscar, seal colony, seawalk, cliffs and sky. Green, rock. Almost entirely alone. Empty space. A challenging walk. A breathtaking view. Slow down. Space. Wild country. Nature and us. ___ Day 2, Yorkshire Coast Trip Last stop of our Yorkshire Coast trip, another detour on our drive home. Ravenscar is a super small village, [...]
Whitby. Quaint, classic English seaside. Timeless. Town pier. Abandoned abbey. One hundred and ninety nine steps. Layers and layers of literary, economic history. The abbey is 1600+ years old. The abbey inspired parts of Dracula. The abbey was home to the first known English language poet. And the Romans minded jet here. Captain Cook [...]
