Aupair
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The Circle is Closing
Sitting on the plane, somewhere above the UK, a mere two hours before landing in Prague. And holy shit, it feels surreal. Double time. It felt surreal when I wrote the last entry, and it feels surreal now as I finish rereading and writing this blog. Since I wrote the first entry on a plane Continue reading
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Last Looks, Last Laughs, Last Luggage
And here we go. The last weekend arrived. It felt surreal. I had spent 13 months there, yet it seemed like only a week had passed since I was sitting in my new room, unpacking and crying. Our perception of time is a fascinating thing to ponder, but not necessarily what I want to include Continue reading
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One hella rollercoaster… Literally.
I always thought I was good with rollercoasters—until I went to an American amusement park. You see, my whole previous experience with rides came from small local fairs. There were usually pirate ships, car racing rings, spinning swings, and other things like that. In later years, small but ridiculously crazy twisters appeared, but that was Continue reading
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Passing the Candle.
The new aupair arrived. He was a young man from Sweden – I think, I might be wrong though, and he was about to be the last aupair the family had. They had hosted them for over two decades, since the birth of their eldest child. I picked him up with the father of the Continue reading
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You’ve Got a Friend in Me.
Continuing the madness of my last few days in America, I have to talk about two important experiences I shared with my best friend, Nordic Beauty. During one of our Saturday trips to Roslyn for YOLO, we chatted and complained about not really seeing all that much—the audacity of that is still staggering to me. Continue reading
Life in Ink and Footsteps 