of the North
You may have noticed that things have slooooowed doooooown a bit here recently. Don’t worry. I haven’t forsaken you completely. Just partially. I’ve been stitching new patterns and eating berries and flying kites (the beaut, up there) and drinking wine in the park and getting my nose sunburnt and all manner of other summerisms. You know.
We didn’t go to bed tonight. In an hour, we will sling our bags over our shoulders, trudge to the station and hop on the first train, the one that fills with drunk clubbers right before dawn. And then we will get off the train and get on a plane.
Because Norway awaits. (And wedding bells, and a whole lot of coffee, remember?)
Catch you on the flip side, kids!