The dreaded travel day… although this year our flight was routed the much less busy side of Stockholm’s national terminal, our long stop over allowed a long relaxed lunch complete with shrimp sandwiches and swedish kanel bulah!
Wearing a new camisole top.Day 2
Our first proper day in Sweden cam with glorious weather, so we decided to visit a beautiful nearby island. The constant blue skies and picturesque wooden houses and colourful flowers meant we were kept entertained all day.
Wearing this top.
Lets go to Oslo day! There is one slight problem with holidays in mainland Europe, you often end up going to supposedly nearby cities from a different country, in our case, Olso in Norway, a three hour drive in a rental car that was really that little bit too small, not to mention the freezing weather in Oslo, 14 degrees in the middle of june! And I thought irish weather was bad! Besides that the trip was great, I even visited a fabric shop. My favourite part of the trip was the way home though, as we passed by one of my favourite Swedish towns on the west coast, Fjallbacka, a place whose colours at sunset would make even firework displays jealous and whose reflective waters unleash a near illegal amount of beauty.
Wearing this top. Day 4
We moved into our rental home and unpacked and relaxed, when the time for dinner came we went to one of the local seaside restaurants for our daily sunset fix!
Wearing a new simple, mesh top. Day 5
We took a lazy morning, filled with Swedish breads and cheeses. Later on we met up with some of our family to have a warm lunch (for the unseasonable 15 degrees). After chats at our house we had the most amazing mussels for dinner and I once again ventured out for the coastal sunset views that I was becoming increasingly obsessed with.
We spent the day exploring as we planned a trip to a wildlife reserve, while there we saw lots of birds, deer and even a tiger. The most beautiful tiger ive ever seen. It acted more like a large house cat with its inquisitive eyes and peaceful demeanour, as well as when it casually began to lick itself clean. Afterwards we had a family dinner in my favourite restaurant in Sweden, set in an old, intricate wooden house, we had an amazing crayfish starter and were treated with yet another gorgeous sunset.
Wearing a camisole that is yet to be blogged. Day 7
Sorry for the photo but it was the only one that I could find. We had an early start to see this amazing art nouveau apartment building, complete with stain glass windows unique to every floor and twisting, carved stair bannisters. Then we hit the town for some vintage shopping as well as a visit to the art shop. Afterwards we went to a family dinner at the outskirts of the city.
Wearing an unblogged camisole and these shorts.Day 8
Relaxation! I love meeting family but there is something to be said for long lie-ins and lazy afternoon breakfasts! After our morning we visited the nearby watercolour art gallery with my granddad to see a stunning exhibition by Lars Lerin. Some hot tea at a café was succeeded by my favourite meal of the day, Fika! To those of you who aren’t Swedish this is just a weird word, however for the swedes this word means snack time! Although the snacks are often more like sweet cake and pastries complimented with tea or coffee for those winter days. However our unplanned selves managed to first have fika and then dinner… Dinner being my favourite pancakes! My granddads pancakes, they are truly unmatched, with the same thickness of a crepe yet the flavour of a normal pancake, when drizzled with maple syrup they bring back a dozen summers and a thousand memories of summers filled with sticky fingers! Another highlight of the evening was that I finally learnt the pancake secret! Two pans… I’m sure you already knew but I was happy to find out.
Wearing this old faithful skirt.